The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]
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				Title: <strong>The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 03:46:25</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Emily gripped her guitar case tightly in her right hand and took a deep breath.&nbsp; "You can do this." She murmured to herself.&nbsp; "He's just a guy Em." She couldn't deny the giddy feeling in her stomach though.&nbsp; When her manager Kyle Johnson called to tell her he wanted her to record a song with Anderson Louter she about hit the floor. After the call she'd danced around her studio apartment squealing.&nbsp; Of all the other female singers Kyle managed, he'd asked <em>her</em> to record with superstar lead singer of Into the Darkness.&nbsp; Now, about to head into the recording studio, was the time for professionalism though. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; She looked up at the door the recording studio taking several more calming breaths.&nbsp; Mister Johnson had picked Emily up as a client from an open mic night about eighteen months after her experience at Callaghan's.&nbsp; Since then he'd been booking her in bigger shows, finding her music to record, but so far nothing to launch her career.&nbsp; He told her recording with Louter could be her ticket, so there she was.&nbsp; She smoothed her left hand over her jeans, artfully ripped and opened the door. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She was greeted by a polite receptionist who told her where to go.&nbsp; Emily found her way to the studio and, being the first to arrive, went ahead in and started unpacking her guitar.&nbsp; She glanced up at the clock and noticed she was a full twenty minutes early and had to chuckle at herself.&nbsp; She was perpetually early, most times it served her well.&nbsp; Today it would give her a chance to settle the excited and nervous energies coursing through her body.&nbsp; She tossed her hoodie over a chair, pulled out her guitar and sat down to play.&nbsp; Emily had worked hard on learning "Broken" by Seether and Amy Lee.&nbsp; She was sure they'd likely give it their own spin, but for now she warmed up singing the original tune to herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 04:34:21</strong>
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				Anderson Louter walked through the back hallways of the sound studio, thinking through the lyrics in his head again and again.&nbsp; Even though this was a cover of a well known ballad, he wanted to get the feel of the words, similar to the way Shaun Morgan had sung them.&nbsp; He was filled with uncertainty about this new kid he was supposed to be singing with, Emily something.&nbsp; His producer had kind of thrown him into this situation and he wasn't sure yet if he should be appreciative or upset.&nbsp; He had only just been release from his most recent round at the Mountain Springs Drug Rehab Center.&nbsp; His methadone treatment had progressed smoothly this time, and he was still wrestling with a few demons that haunted him, but he felt better than he had the previous two times he went in to get cleaned up.&nbsp; If only he could write again. <br><br>This project was supposed to help reform his creative edge, and he was hoping Kyle was right in setting him up with the virtual unknown.&nbsp; She hadn't even recorded anything yet, that he was aware of.&nbsp; Still, Broken was a pretty simple cover to produce, they shouldn't have any problems getting the feel for each other's vocal sequences and tonality.<br><br>At 5 minutes before the hour, Anderson walked into the recording booth that was still dark as the recording techs worked to adjust levels and set up the mixing boards.&nbsp; But his focus wasn't on the busyness of the booth - it was on the beautiful young lady sitting in the recording studio, working through the harmonics of Amy Lee's part of the song.&nbsp; Anderson was hit suddenly, when listening to her sing, "I wanna hold you high and steal your pain," by a sudden feeling of warmth and knowing, as if these were not just words but a actual substance in the air.&nbsp; It was as if this young woman were mixing together different ingredients for a recipe, her voice was the oven, and the tones escaping her throat and penetrating the air became the finished product that nourished its listeners.&nbsp; The usually mellow lighting of the studio seemed to radiate peace and warmth and he was drawn to step inside.<br><br>Shaking these feelings from his mind, Anderson walked toward the studio door, opened it and went through.&nbsp; In his usual calm and self-assured fashion, he greeted Emily, saying, "Hi Emily?&nbsp; My name is Anderson Louter.&nbsp; I'm glad we'll be singing together today.&nbsp; We already have a prerecorded track to work with, but I love what you do with your guitar.&nbsp; I have to confess, I was just listening to you in the sound booth and your voice...it does something.&nbsp; Would you mind if I warmed up with you for a bit and then we'll cut a track and see how it works?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 04:54:17</strong>
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				Emily didn't hear the door open, she was lost in a world of chords and lyrics.&nbsp; That was at least, until he spoke to her.&nbsp; Emily started and looked up at him.&nbsp; She reminded herself to close her mouth and it snapped shut making her teeth click painfully.&nbsp; She jumped up, letting the guitar hang by its strap.<br><br>"Uh, hi." She shook herself mentally.&nbsp; "Yes, I'm Emily Sawyer" She offered her right hand out to him.&nbsp; "Can I just say Mister Louter, that I'm a big fan and real honored you'd record with me." An excited grin spread ear to ear. "You were...wow.&nbsp; Now I'm all nervous.&nbsp; I'm glad you like it though."&nbsp; A nervous feeling skittered through her stomach.&nbsp; Inside she was practically vibrating from the excitement and nerves, but outside, she tried to appear calm and collected.&nbsp; She was more than a fan girl, she was going to be a professional musician and would have to get used to meeting big name stars.&nbsp; Especially if she one day hoped to be opening for them on her way to headlining her own tour. <br><br>"I'd love to warm up with you.&nbsp; Give us a chance to start getting to know the other's sound, find our harmonies." She nodded.&nbsp; "Though I guess I kind of have an advantage there.&nbsp; I'm sure I've heard you sing a lot more than you've heard me, if at all." She had a tendency to ramble when nervous and when she caught herself took a deep breath.&nbsp; Anderson looked the epitome of the rock start image, he was handsome in a rough sort of way and looked like the rumors of his drug addiction and recovery were true.&nbsp; Something in her wanted to bake him a lasagna.&nbsp; He looked like he could use a pan, or three. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 06:53:36</strong>
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				"Alright then, let me get my guitar and we'll work through the song from the top, shall we?"&nbsp; Anderson said, accepting her nervousness with the grace he had made himself acquire as his fame made him more and more a household name among musicians and fans alike.&nbsp; <em>she was certainly charming</em> he thought to himself.<br><br>Strumming through a few chords, Anderson looked at Emily, "I think you were playing in a D#m chord, I want to take it up a half step, so the chords will be Em, C and D.&nbsp; So, it will go Em, C, Em, C, Em, C, D for the intro, then Em to start the first verse.&nbsp; Got it?"&nbsp; He began playing the Em chord, and let Emily picked out the tune for the intro as they worked their way through each tapping a foot to the 2/4 count of the piece.<br><br>As the D chord hit, Anderson took a breath and prepared to sing:<br><em> I wanted you to know that<br>I love the way you laugh<br>I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away...<br>I keep your photograph and<br>I know it serves me well<br>I wanna hold you high and steal your pain</em><br><br>As the first verse ended, and the music began to build, the chorus kicked in with Emily supporting his vocal with her harmonies.<br><br><em> Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome<br>And I don't feel right when you're gone away</em><br><br>Anderson kept playing, but was transfixed on Emily's background vocals that still resonated in the back of his mind.&nbsp; He felt like he was swimming in syrup, the sweet and rich texture of her voice penetrated every fiber of his being.&nbsp; He almost quit playing, but remained professional and played into the last line of the chorus<br><br><em> You've gone away, you don't feel me here, anymore</em><br><br>As his voice trailed off, he focused his attention on Emily, where a cymbal crash should have been, he nodded at her, signaling the beginning of her verse.&nbsp; When she opened her mouth Anderson's world exploded around him with color he could feel and smell.&nbsp; It was as if the words she sang to the tune she played took on sentience, a wholly new existence apart from Emily herself and penetrated him to his core.&nbsp; A tear slowly fell from the corner of his eyes as he felt a sense of healing inside while she sang.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 07:10:39</strong>
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				Emily was happy to play lead on the song.&nbsp; She'd rehearsed it in various keys to find where it really worked for her and a half step up worked pretty well, it certainly didn't top out her range which was good.&nbsp; The more she played along with him, the less nervous she became.&nbsp; By the time her verse rolled around she was at ease and forgetting Anderson was anything but a guy with a guitar.&nbsp; When she opened her mouth to sing, her eyes closed.<br><br>"<em>The worse is over now<br>And we can breathe again<br>I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away<br>There's so much left to learn<br>And no one left to fight<br>I wanna hold you high and steal your pain</em>"<br><br>The emotion of the song played easily over her face.&nbsp; It as one she could relate to on some love, a feeling she hoped to some day capture.&nbsp; Emily opened her eyes, looking to Anderson as the chorus hit again.&nbsp; A little grin quirked the corner of her mouth up.<br><br>"<em>Cause I'm broken when I'm open<br>And I don't feel like I'm strong enough<br>Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome<br>And I don't feel right when you're gone away</em>"<br><br>She was so focused on Anderson as she took the guitar solo she didn't notice her ability getting away from her, the lights that shimmered and sparkled around her in soft blues.&nbsp; She did her own thing with solo, giving the song her own spin.&nbsp; Again the hair over her arms stood up and she dimly noticed the electric feel to the air.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 07:30:00</strong>
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				As Anderson continued to play the rhythm he was nearly openly weeping by the time the second chorus hit.&nbsp; Hearing those words, "I want to steal your pain away" cut him to the core.&nbsp; It was as if Emily knew what pain he felt, what scars he brought with him into the room that day.&nbsp; He wondered if everyone that heard her sing would be as transfixed as he was in that moment.<br><br>As they hit the second chorus his tears were flowing down his face, he could feel this song like never before.&nbsp; He hit his notes, felt the words and sang his heart out through the end.<br><br>When the guitar break hit, he laid down the rhythm for Emily to play lead over and saw the hue of the room change from the reverberating oranges and yellows he had been seeing to a lower blue tone until the repeat hooked in and the yellows and oranges returned as they sang<br><br><br><em>"Cause I'm broken when I'm open<br>And I don't feel like I am strong enough<br>Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome<br>And I don't feel right when you're gone away...<br><br>Cause I'm Broken when I'm lonesome<br>And I don't feel right when you're gone...<br>You gone away, you don't feel me here anymore"</em><br><br>As the song ended with Anderson singing the last half line, he could barely pick out his chords through his tear stained eyes.&nbsp; He sat his guitar down and gave the cut off sign to the sound booth, indicating he wanted some privacy for a few moments.<br><br>"Emily, I have no idea where you got your vocal training, or where you learned to play like that.&nbsp; All I can say is I have never heard anyone like you before.&nbsp; When I start writing again, I'd like to collaborate again on a new piece or two and feature you on a few songs for <em>Into the Darkness'</em> next CD.&nbsp; Now, understand, I never let another vocalist into my band...but you are phenomenal."&nbsp; As he spoke these words, he was trying to wipe the tears from his face.&nbsp; He hoped she could sense how deeply her gift of song had cut him to the core.
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				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 07:45:17</strong>
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				She deeply desired to set her guitar aside and hug him; the pain on his face cutting through her rapture.&nbsp; She'd followed Anderson's rise to fame and like any fan had read the interviews and even his wiki page.&nbsp; She'd read about his being bounced from one foster home to another and knew a bit about that kind of pain, being an orphan herself.&nbsp; <br><br>"I come by it pretty naturally." She said shyly.&nbsp; "I took about eight months of voices lessons, the guitar I taught myself." Her cheeks colored a bit.&nbsp; And she looked down at her guitar composing herself before she could squeal at being asked to collaborate with him.&nbsp; "I'd love to collaborate with you.&nbsp; I've never felt so comfortable singing with someone else, never fell into such a good rhythm so quickly.&nbsp; I'm sure most of what you think is my talent is just me working really hard to be up to snuff.&nbsp; I'm way out of my league sitting here with you and can't believe you're giving me this chance." A single tear fell down over her cheek, but it wasn't sadness it was overwhelming joy and hope.&nbsp; "And I want you to know, that yes I'm hoping this launches the next phase in my career, but I'm not here to use you Anderson.&nbsp; I would never, ever, even think about it." She finished softly. <br><br><em>You've go' a gift girly</em> The words of her mentor echoed in her mind.&nbsp; Maybe she could use her gift to help this man...&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 07:59:26</strong>
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				His lips trembling, Anderson spoke in even softer tones, "I had a dinner meeting scheduled after our recording session.&nbsp; I'm going to cancel it though.&nbsp; I'm sure you haven't gotten a big paycheck yet, so how about if we go to a little place where I know we can visit a little while over a nice meal when we're done here?" but as his question ended he was already giving the sign to the sound room to start rolling sound again, but this time to run the track for them to sing over.&nbsp; He grabbed his headphones, and before putting them on, he said, just think about it and let me know when we finish up...as beautifully as you sang the warm up, I think we'll be done rather quickly."<br><br>And, indeed, their time in the studio was quite short.&nbsp; They sang through "Broken" three times over the track, each time set to a pitch one half step higher.&nbsp; The marketing monkeys would decide which one sounded better over the airwaves and he and Emily could just cash their checks for every play and sale.&nbsp; <em>Welcome to the big league kid,</em> he thought to himself <em>don't let em eat your soul - its too beautiful to feed monsters.</em><br><br>Anderson was amazed that each singing of the song seemed to create a difference resonance in the air around them, and he wondered if Emily knew what she was doing with her voice.&nbsp; He was feeling a spark of creativity and wanted desperately to write on something...to work out the words floating in the back of his head...but he wanted to spend some time getting to know this charming young woman he had just invited to dinner more.&nbsp; And so, their recording session completed an hour early, Anderson was on his phone canceling his dinner plans and putting his guitar away, counting on Emily accepting his dinner invitation.
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				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 08:15:44</strong>
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				Somewhere inside her fangirl was jumping up and down and dancing, on the outside Emily was collected and sang through each version of the song.&nbsp; As she took her headphones off she was feeling happier than ever had in her life. She was shocked at how easily they blended, like they'd been singing together for years or like she'd found that mythical perfect partner.&nbsp; <em>Must send Kyle a very large thank you.</em> She thought.&nbsp; <br><br>She chewed over whether or not to accept his dinner invitation as she packed up her guitar.&nbsp; In the end she decided she was kidding herself to even consider not taking him up on the invitation.&nbsp; She wanted to spend time with Anderson, talk to him, get to know him, talk about music with him.&nbsp; It thrilled her to see his reactions as&nbsp; they'd sung.&nbsp; It was obvious music was more than a job to him and she hoped he held the same passion for it she did.&nbsp; She smoothed her hands nervously over her jeans as she turned around.<br><br>"I think, dinner would be great.&nbsp; I mean, gotta eat right and I'd be crazy not to take the opportunity to spend time with you." She chuckled a little nervously.&nbsp; "And in case I haven't said it enough, thank you for this.&nbsp; It's been...if I never get another chance to record again I think I could die a happy woman." 
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				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 08:47:50</strong>
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				Glad that she accepted his offer, Anderson made a call to Tango Restaurant &amp; Lounge to make dinner reservations for he and Emily.&nbsp; One of the many perks of being famous: he could have a table ready at any restaurant in the city within an hour and they would be treated well the entire time...usually.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, lets head to the car then and get some grub!" Anderson said as he held the door open for her.&nbsp; "We'll go to a little place I know that serves up the best rack of lamb you'll ever taste.&nbsp; You don't even have to worry about how much you order," he said smiling, "the record company picks up the tab and takes it off our first royalty check for the single we just recorded," he laughed.&nbsp; As the studio door swung closed behind him, Anderson put his arm around Emily's waist with practiced easy.&nbsp; Noticing the solid golden lock of hair in the midst of her beautifully styled natural brunette coloring, Anderson took in more of her appearance and was amazed at her beauty.<br><br>He was glad he decided to wear his TakinoFIREFLY shirt and his DO designer jeans, even though it really didn't matter what he wore in Seattle.&nbsp; He could get in to almost anywhere, wearing anything at anytime.&nbsp; But Emil was a sight to behold.&nbsp; She made casual look sexy and dressed up, and he was sure that all the ladies in evening gowns wouldn't be able to hold a candle to her beauty that night.&nbsp; He didn't know what it was, but he wanted her - wanted to know her - to be with her - to feel her - to explore her.&nbsp; She had him in her spell.
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				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 09:00:44</strong>
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				She'd pulled her baby blue and brown hoodie back on, hood down of course, prepared for another rainy Seattle evening.&nbsp; She learned pretty quickly after arriving in Seattle four years ago that it never mattered what the forecasters said, rain was always to be expected here.&nbsp; Guitar case in hand she headed out with Anderson, quickly at ease with his arm around her.&nbsp; <br><br>"You really think I'm dressed okay for a place that serves rack of lamb?" She asked a bit nervously.&nbsp; The last thing she wanted was to see his face splashed across tabloids with her as a fashion faux pas.&nbsp; "And I have to confess this is all beyond amazing.&nbsp; I'm not dreaming right?&nbsp; Mind pinching me just to be sure?" She giggled.&nbsp; <br><br>To her, it did feel like a dream come true.&nbsp; The chance to even just sit with someone at his level of talent and play, never mind lay down a track that was guaranteed to sell.&nbsp; She was walking on air and only a small part of her feared she'd wake up in her lonely little bed and watch it all vanish. As they walked on her arm went around his waist too.&nbsp; All delusions of what he might have been like aside, she was finding herself genuinely attracted to him.&nbsp; Anderson was amazingly personable and something about him made her feel at ease.&nbsp; It didn't hurt that he made anemic rocker look good. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 13:20:03</strong>
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				"No, sweetheart, you aren't dreaming, but I'd still be happy to pinch you if you'd like," Anderson said with a smile.&nbsp; "And you are now officially a Somebody.&nbsp; Somebodies don't have to worry about dress codes.&nbsp; If you feel like dressing up, you dress up.&nbsp; If you feel like dressing casual, you dress casual.&nbsp; You are an A-list celebrity as of the release of that song that we just cut, so you need to get used to it," he continued while opening the exit door to <em>5 Lives Studio</em>.&nbsp; As soon as they walked through the door, Anderson ushered Emily to his waiting car, driven by Edward, his personal assistant.<br><br>"Edward, we're going to Tango first. We've got reservations.&nbsp; Please call them when we are 15 minutes out and let them know so our table is ready," Anderson told his driver before lifting the privacy window for the back of the limo.<br><br>Sitting close to Emily, Anderson reached his hand over and drew her face to look at him.&nbsp; He stared into her eyes to see how deep her soul truly was, taking in her beauty and becoming transfixed in her wonder.&nbsp; Softly, he leaned in to kiss Emily.&nbsp; With tender lips, he felt her touch for the very first time, explored the feeling of her lips against his.&nbsp; As they kissed, it was as if time were standing still and all the depth of both of their lives was fixed in that very moment, unable to move forward.&nbsp; The world ceased to exist for Anderson then - it was he and Emily Sawyer floating in a vast sea of nothingness that was everything all at once.<br><br>He didn't think anything could be more powerful than the music she created.&nbsp; How could one kiss be so intense?&nbsp; He had lived the life of a rockstar and had had many groupies share his bed, but this young woman was strikingly different in every way.&nbsp; Not only could she sing, she seemed to have the capacity to truly know him beyond his outward persona - the real him.&nbsp; The part of him that was tortured every night by horrid memories of abusive foster parents.&nbsp; The part of him that still grieved the loss of Grace Ann, his last foster-mom at whose funeral he first debuted his capacity for eloquent songwriting by penning a song to sing in her memory that captured her life for those present.&nbsp; It was as if Emily had been there with him the entire time, walking in his shoes and feeling those pains.&nbsp; <br><br>As there kiss broke and the world came flooding back into Anderson's sensory perception, he sat in stunned silence at the experience of Emily's lips.&nbsp; <em>What must it be like to make love to this woman, then?&nbsp; To kiss ever inch of her body and make her soul sing?&nbsp; My God, what would her orgasm be like, if this is what I experience from a single kiss?</em> he wondered to himself.&nbsp; It was that moment that Anderson vowed to himself that he would find out...as soon as possible.
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				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 15:27:25</strong>
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				Emily chuckled.&nbsp; "You have a lot of faith in the public to think I'm going to be a somebody.&nbsp; I'm just that girl who cut that track with Anderson Louter.&nbsp; At least for a while, but I'm okay with that.&nbsp; I look forward to cutting my teeth just like all the rest."&nbsp; She slid into the back of limo easily enough however.&nbsp; <em>Tango?&nbsp; On a whim?&nbsp; Girl could get used to that.</em> She mused to herself. <br><br>The moment he lifted her face and Emily's eyes met his her heart began to beat faster in a random, jumping rhythm.&nbsp; She didn't know how but it was as if he looked straight into her soul and for once her life, she didn't want to run.&nbsp; That little voice that always told her, no matter who it was, they'd just leave her like all the rest, was struck into silence. The kiss stole her breath away and blasted every thought from her mind.&nbsp; Emily's eyes slid shut as she lost herself to the tactile sensations.<br><br>Almost timidly one of her hands came up to rest gently against his cheek.&nbsp; Emily had been kissed plenty of times before, and oh so much more, but never had any of it grabbed her, heart and soul, to make her take notice.&nbsp; She thought singing with him had rocked her world, it had nothing on this simple kiss.&nbsp; Heaven help her, she wanted to drown in that feeling of excitement and bliss.&nbsp; The kiss ended and she sat there blinking at Anderson unable to speak.&nbsp; The fingers that had been resting against his cheek ran softly over her tingling lips. <br><br>"Wow." She breathed.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wanted to say something more, something intelligent and poetic but instead Emily leaned into kiss him again.&nbsp; This time she pushed for a little more and parted her lips under his. Her tongue darted out timidly to run along his lower lip, to taste his kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 16:14:33</strong>
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				As Emily began to kiss him back Anderson was just hypnotized, unable to move.&nbsp; Nothing like this had ever happened before.&nbsp; Coming out of his entranced state as if waking up from an extremely deep slumber, he lets his tongue explore her lips until their tongues meet in a lover's dance.&nbsp; This was no groupie wanting to just get in his bed for the chance to say she slept with Anderson Louter, this was a woman who cared for him - for the real him - with all his pain and his tortured past and everything.<br><br>As their tongues danced, Anderson let his hands begin to roam, to feel the succulent flesh of this tender, young beauty whose mouth he was making love to.&nbsp; He felt under her shirt and noticed the heat of her firm belly, how ignited in passion she must be.&nbsp; His arms moved up and felt her braless breasts and the firm tautness of her flesh.&nbsp; How he longed to lick and bite those nipple he could feel in full arousal.&nbsp; <em>My God this woman is passionate...we have to explore much together,</em> his mind declared.&nbsp; Breaking their kiss momentarily, Anderson whispered softly, "I don't think I've ever felt this with anyone before.&nbsp; There is something incredibly special about you...I feel like I have to be with you...to know you fully," with their faces pressed close together.&nbsp; Their lips found each other again as their mutual exploration continued. <br><br>He moved one hand around to her back, feeling her over-heated flesh and pulling her on top of him as he leaned back toward the door.&nbsp; With her covering him, Anderson reached down to feel the firmness of her ass, grabbing a handful and squeezing as their kiss became ever more intense.
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				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 16:31:42</strong>
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				Emily didn't know what had swept over her, but she didn't fight it, didn't try to rationalize it.&nbsp; Between kisses she gasped,&nbsp; "You're not the only one feeling that way, Anderson." She stretched out against the length of him, supporting her weight on her knees as trembling fingers unbuttoned his shirt.&nbsp; She had to feel him, to run her hands gently over his skin, drinking in the warm of it.&nbsp; Fire raced along her skin in the wake of his hands.<br><br>She wanted to <em>know</em> this man in every sense of the word.&nbsp; She wanted to tasted his flesh, to hear his pains and triumphs from his own lips, to find that thread that seemed to connect them and strengthen it.&nbsp; Emily arched into his body as he squeezed her ass with a soft moan lost in the kiss.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her body was hot and eager for his touch, demanding more and ignoring the fact that they were in the back of a limo on their way to dinner.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily broke the kiss but only to give into the urge to taste his skin, moving her kisses to trail over his stubble covered jaw and down his neck where she nipped playfully.&nbsp; She had her hands splayed over his chest, feeling his heart beat against them, she curled her fingers into his flesh.&nbsp; "You make me crazy" She whispered, "and heaven help me, I like it." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 16:47:38</strong>
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				As their bodies became entwined, Anderson pulled Emily closer, feeling the heat of her whole body against his skin.&nbsp; He couldn't stand being apart from her, he had to have her.&nbsp; Punching the intercom button he told the driver, "Keep driving for awhile, we need to talk back here.&nbsp; I'll let you know when we're ready to eat."&nbsp; Without waiting for his response, Anderson clicked off the intercom and returned his attention.&nbsp; Feeling her lips kissing his neck and chest, her tongue tasting his flesh, he wanted to taste hers.<br><br>Picking her up gently and laying her back on the seat, Anderson removed his shirt and began to unbutton his pants in a mad, passionate rush to be completely naked before her.&nbsp; "I don't want you to feel like I'm pushing you, but I can't stand to be separated by clothes from you...I have to have you.&nbsp; Whatever this is between us, we can take our time to figure it out, but we have to do this...now, or my heart is going to go into arrest," he said with complete sincerity.<br><br>His pants loosened, but still around his waist, Anderson leaned forward to continue to explore Emily's lips, her neck, trailing his wetted tongue all along the fiery flesh of her neck.&nbsp; He nibbled when he heard her moan, and traced his tongue to her ear as she arched her back up toward him.&nbsp; His erection was even more powerful than when he fucked on heroin and he wasn't sure about what any of this was, all he knew was this moment had to happen, as if it were destined to be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 17:09:19</strong>
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				"Not rushing me at all." She shook her head letting it fall back to give him better access to her neck.&nbsp; "I want to know all of you." <br><br>Emily sat up enough to tug her hoodie off, taking her tank top with it and tossing them aside.&nbsp; His tongue was tongue was warm and soft against her skin, sending sparks of electricity through her and she couldn't deny him the chance to explore more of her flesh with it. She arched against his body taking the initiative to push his jeans off his hips, using a foot to slide them down over legs. While his mouth explored her chest she curled around him nipping and suckling at the soft flesh above his collarbone. <br><br>A moment of rationale snuck in and Emily leaned back looking up at Anderson, "You, have protection right?" She was certain she'd die if he didn't.&nbsp; She was aroused to point of aching already.&nbsp; She had to know that at least they'd be smart and safe about recklessly giving into passion. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 17:31:14</strong>
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				"It's not a worry babe, I always come prepared," Anderson assured her as he reached into the side compartment by the bar and opened a small door.&nbsp; Inside were an assortment of different condoms, Anderson reached for his favorite...the micro thin Kimono's he had to special order.&nbsp; He laid the sealed package down next to Emily, as he continued to explore her body with his tongue, tasting her sweet flesh, singeing his tongue with her heat that radiated from her body in waves.&nbsp; Lifting her bottom off the seat, he peeled her pants off, tossing them across the coach, into the unused seat.<br><br>Anderson moved down further and kissed her stomach, licking trail around her navel tracing down to her pubis.&nbsp; Getting up, he moved his head down to her knees, lifting both legs to support one with his should as Emily draped her lower leg down his back, and lifting the other into the air.&nbsp; He planted soft kisses on her inner thighs, feeling her arousal in every inch of her skin.&nbsp; As his kisses trailed toward the flesh of her feminine lips, he could taste her more&nbsp; distinctly, and in a way, beyond words and sounds, could hear her arousal pulse within both of their bodies, as if they were singing, but without voices.&nbsp; Unable to control himself further, and feeling himself ready to burst, Anderson laid his tongue flat against her pulsating slit.&nbsp; The nectar of her inner lips dripped freely on his tongue, as a burning yellow-white hue filled the back of the limo.&nbsp; The yellow-white was not just a light, but a substance that flowed in and out of them, radiating the coach area of the limo and filling them with an ever greater degree of passion and intensity.<br><br>As he stroked Emily's pussy with his tongue, words began to take shape in the midst of the substantive yellow-whiteness in the car, words that had feeling and eloquence.&nbsp; As Anderson raised his body up and sucked in the colored air, the words formed themselves on his lips:<br><br><em><strong>"Waking up from this dream we're in I hear you breathing,<br>Knowing the pain I used to always feel, I see you’re hurting,<br>I’m so caught up with you, I don’t know what I should do<br>I want to taste you, to feel you and know you..."</strong></em><br><br>As the last words of the verse he penned from the air left his lips, he could feel the head of his now covered cock pressing against her welcoming pussy.&nbsp; Their bodies seemed to flow in an endless symphony of sounds and light and textures that all seemed comforting and familiar, yet new and untried.&nbsp; Then, just as before, more words took shape in the air he breathed, and made their way to his lips as he spoke:<br><br><em><strong>The flavor of your lips, I can see it;<br>The smell of your skin, I can hear it;<br>The sound of your voice, I taste it, <br>All around me, all around me<br>The touch of your seeing me<br>Has me waking up in your ecstasy<br>I can see it, all around me, all around me"</strong></em><br><br>In the first movement his cock began to slide inside of her, filling her, and by the end of this chorus, their bodies united completely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 18:01:29</strong>
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				Never before had the light been present when she was with a man, or woman for that matter in that short phase she sent through.&nbsp; It was as if her soul sang to him.&nbsp; Even with her eyes closed, the light burst in her vision, filling her, welling up from the depths of her passion.&nbsp; If he hadn't had her pinned already she'd have rolled over onto him and slid down over his very inviting erection. <br><br>As he began to sing her eyes flew open, his words melted into her skin.&nbsp; They swam through her flowing back to the untapped well of passion he'd found in her, bursting the dam.&nbsp; Words failed as their bodies united and she began a rhythm against him, one that matched the song he sang.&nbsp; Notes filled her mind and she hummed a harmony to his words.&nbsp; Never had she been able to compose music, but there it was, playing through her mind.&nbsp; She could feel the music sliding over her skin in a caress almost as intimate as Anderson's.&nbsp; <br><br>She wanted to push the pace, to drive them both into the blissful abyss of climax but the song seemed to be doing that all on its own.&nbsp; Tendrils of pleasure wound through her entire body, every nerve crying out for his touch, for his words to slide over her.&nbsp; Even her moan fit the cords of the song they were weaving. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 18:31:21</strong>
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				Anderson consciously willed his brain to shut off, to live in the moment and experience this...this...whatever it was that was happening to them.&nbsp; There were no words, no matter how eloquently he could write and sing, that described this any better than what was coming to his lips of its own accord.&nbsp; As his hips rocked back and forth in time with Emily's rhythm, more words began to fall from his lips into the substantive air around them.<br><br><strong><em>"My days have been too hard and too long,<br>I know I can’t give you my soul’s song,<br>The misery and grief would be too strong,<br>But with just one more kiss, <br>I can taste the place where I belong..."</em></strong><br><br><em>Where was this coming from?&nbsp; How were these words taking shape...no, taking life within him?&nbsp; Was she doing this to him?&nbsp; Was it something in him that had remained locked away except when he shot up or...or found the right person to unlock them?</em>&nbsp; For the last 8 years, Anderson's muse was found through a heroin needle injected into his arms, feet or anywhere else he could shoot up to feel the touch of her song.&nbsp; He remembered vague recollections of song writing while high, but in the end, all he really knew that happened was the finished product was in his hands.&nbsp; Now was something totally different.&nbsp; Here he was, totally sober, completely aware, feeling the euphoria of the moment, but not the brain dulling effects of his drug of choice.&nbsp; His body moved more smoothly still and continued to rock in tandem with Emily's movements.&nbsp; He felt her tension build deep within, knowing that her release was imminent as the words poured forth again:<br><br><em><strong>"Feeling you move against me,<br>Is like waking up in ecstasy,<br>I have to know you, to feel you all around me,</strong></em><br><br>As the words played across his lips her climax erupted through her being filling them both with a penetrating yellow-whiteness that felt like the crashing waves of the ocean in high tide.&nbsp; He continued to move with the flow of the rhythm their bodies were making.<br><br><em><strong>"The color of your eyes at night<br>Has me wrapped in your spell so tight<br>I can hear you all around me...all around me"</strong></em><br><br>"Oh my God Emily...I have no idea what's happening..." he panted out when he could catch his breath.&nbsp; "I have never (gulp for air) never been with anyone like you before.&nbsp; I feel like our bodies are making this music like I've never heard, and giving me the words to put with it...can you feel it too, baby?&nbsp; Can you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 18:59:53</strong>
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				As her orgasm struck a rosy hue blended at the edges of the yellow-white light bursting around them. <em>What is this?</em> She marveled.&nbsp; The feelings just continued to and intensify.&nbsp; The storm grew around them, intoxicating and mighty.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's unreal." She gasped.&nbsp; "So amazing.&nbsp; There's this rhythm in my my mind, my body.&nbsp; I've never been able write my own music before and this..." She clung to him, still rocking her hips in time against his.&nbsp; "Never experienced anything so wonderful." <br><br>Again his voice filled her ears, her mind filling in the guitar and harmonies in the background.<br><strong><em>"This feeling...I can’t shake it<br>Your taste...I won’t leave it<br>Your voice...I have to hold it<br>So closely, all around me"</em></strong><br><br>She screamed out his name this time as another climax burst within her, shattering the world around them, casting it all in yellow and orange light of rapture that sparked and shone around them.&nbsp; "Yes, oh god yes!" She whimpered against his neck.&nbsp; <br><br>She had spent years struggling to write her own music and now it flowed so freely through her, wrapping around her, twining the two of them together.&nbsp; She knew her gift as a muse was running rampant and she didn't care.&nbsp; She wanted to give the music to Anderson, wanted to inspire him and to continue experiencing this ecstasy.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 19:17:31</strong>
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				As he leaned forward, supporting hims own weight on his arms, he felt Emily's hands on his body and thrust with the power and might of the building orgasm within him.&nbsp; Feeling the rush of pleasure wash over his brain, he screamed out the final lines of this song that was forming between them:<br><br><strong><em>" The touch of your seeing me<br>Has me waking up in your ecstasy<br>I can see it, all around me, all around me<br>I can feel it all around me, all around me<br>I can taste you all around me, all around me, all around me"</em></strong><br><br>His climax burst through every pore of his body - the orangish tinted yellow-white light emanating from Emily overcoming him as he collapsed on top of her feeling her sex pulse around his still throbbing cock as it remained deep within her.&nbsp; He could feel her convulsing all around him, just like the words that flowed from his lips seconds before.&nbsp; Here they were, truly joined, the song of their love-making waning in a sense of euphoria that Anderson was sure he had never experienced before.<br><br>"My God woman.&nbsp; I have never felt this before.&nbsp; Is this what its like every time you've made love before?"&nbsp; Anderson wanted to know everything about her...every minute of their life before they met.&nbsp; He was obsessed and enthralled with her very being and was content, finally content, to be still in the presence of one person.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 19:30:49</strong>
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				For a long few moments all she could do was writhe against him, soft moans spilling from her lips with every pulse of their bodies.&nbsp; Finally she leaned forward and kissed his cheek.&nbsp; "Never, never like this." She murmured.&nbsp; "You make my soul sing Anderson, it's the most amazing thing I've ever felt in my life.&nbsp; I think everything before now has just been an empty fuck." Her fingers danced lightly over his back. <br><br>"Have you always been that inspired?" She asked softly.&nbsp; "That song, it's amazing.&nbsp; You have to record it, the words are so powerful." Her words fell from her lips in whispered excitement.&nbsp; <br><br>She had inspired people to write before, to make music.&nbsp; It was just kind of something that happened around her that part of her gift she couldn't stop, couldn't turn off.&nbsp; The light show she had been able to stop and control, until Anderson, there was no stopping it's power with him.&nbsp; He pulled it out of her, filling her back up with his words.&nbsp; She didn't want to lose the feeling.&nbsp; "After dinner" she murmured.&nbsp; "I have to play for you.&nbsp; I have the music in my mind for your lyrics, if you don't mind me being so bold.&nbsp; We've got something here Rockstar, I think we should see it through." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 19:42:44</strong>
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				Anderson smiled lovingly down at Emily, her face still shimmering in the translucent glow of light pouring forth from her.&nbsp; "The only time I have had any words just come out of me is when when I was high.&nbsp; But this is different, this, I can see and taste and feel the words.&nbsp; I would love for you to play what you feel for me.&nbsp; I would be honored.&nbsp; And yes, I think this will definitely go on our next recording set list," he replied to her questions.&nbsp; The business arrangements of the music industry he usually left to the bean counters, but the creative control was always his.&nbsp; He began to wonder in his mind if Kyle had known he would connect with Emily this intensely and set this up to help him get over his creative funk.<br><br>"I think its time we got something to eat.&nbsp; I'm famished now," Anderson said as he palmed the intercom and, with a panting voice said, "Lets head to Tango now, please," shutting off the switch again before the driver could respond.<br><br>Their bodies still entwined together, Anderson nuzzled Emily's cheek as his prick softened inside of her.&nbsp; "My God, woman, your scent, even after a hard fuck like that, you are just delicious.&nbsp; Its like what Christmas was always supposed to smell like, or birthday parties," (an experience Anderson had never known) he said to her.&nbsp; Kissing her neck and licking his way back to her breasts, he suckled at her nipples for a few moments as they untangled themselves and began to get their various articles of clothing together and put on.<br><br>"I can't wait to hear what you do with this later.&nbsp; We can go back to my place, if you're okay with that," he offered in his very calm and assured manner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 19:53:44</strong>
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				"Food definitely" She agreed stretching a little.&nbsp; She gasped and made a soft mewling sound as she suckled at her breast.&nbsp; "Fuck that's good." She murmured.&nbsp; She didn't want to move from beneath him, he felt amazing.&nbsp; <br><br>Once dressed again she ran her fingers through her hair and looked over at him through her lashes.&nbsp; "Your place is probably better than mine.&nbsp; I think you have more room in your limo." She laughed softly.&nbsp; It was a fight to keep her hands off him and to be patient enough to get through dinner to share with him the music ping-ponging around in her mind.&nbsp; <br><br>"Best high ever." She finally grinned at him.&nbsp; "Not that I've ever done any of the hard stuff, but I don't see how it could top that.&nbsp; I could <em>feel</em> your words, it was amazing.&nbsp; Like the lyrics, I felt that with all five senses.&nbsp; It was just, well it was perfect." <br><br>She pulled her shoes back on as they pulled up to Tango and again, another flutter of nerves went through her.&nbsp; Her whole life was changing at warp speed.&nbsp; She looked over at Anderson, a spark of hope settling into her chest.&nbsp; A hope that perhaps, he wouldn't just be a launching off point, but someone she could stay connected to in a very real way.&nbsp; All her life she wanted someone to stay, wouldn't it be rich if that someone was a recovering heroin addict with more in common than they yet knew.&nbsp; Emily couldn't shake the feeling that someone was pulling the strings and putting them together for a reason. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 22:15:18</strong>
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				As they pulled up to Tango, Anderson was fully presentable again, holding on to Emily, cuddling close and enjoying her warmth and vitality.&nbsp; Edward opened their door for them at the front entrance and Anderson got out first, giving Emily his hand once he was in an upright position again.<br><br>"Just smile like you know everyone, and everyone should know you, and don't worry if someone takes our picture...it happens all the time," he whispered to her.<br><br>Going through the front doors, they were whisked back to their table that was waiting with a bottle of Muga Riserva already being poured into Anderson's glass for a tasting.&nbsp; Once approved, the wine steward corked the bottle and left it on the side table of their private dining suite and departed.&nbsp; No sooner had he left the room and he was replaced by the waiter, bringing a platter of assorted cheese that included Valdeon, Gotes Catalones, Palhais, Mahon and Manchego along with an appetizer of Calamares.&nbsp; "I hope you don't mind.&nbsp; I have a rather strict diet, and have a standing order for exactly which foods I will eat on certain days here.&nbsp; The lamb chops are a standard however, and I will eat nothing else for dinner," he said with a warm smile.&nbsp; "I know this is a lot to take in.&nbsp; When I first entered the music business, I was overwhelmed with all the shit thrown my way.&nbsp; I know coming to a fancy restaurant can be a bit overwhelming to look at their menu when you're used to ordering Tai or Chinese take out.&nbsp; So let's just simplify matters and you can ease into this little by little.&nbsp; Until you get your 'sea legs' with this stuff, lean on me and I'll take care of you," lifting his glass for a toast, "To the road ahead."&nbsp; He continued, "I don't want to come across as condescending or as if I don't think you have an opinion or anything like that...I think you have a wonderful gift for creating music though, and when you are in that place where your mind and entire being is creating, its good to not have to make these simple decisions.&nbsp; Before today, you were living in your previous world, but I want you in my world, and in my world I have learned to master this way of life.&nbsp; So, here is my proposal, and this may seem sudden, but you can feel free to come and go as you please from my place.&nbsp; I will let Edward know that he is to take you where you need to go and help you out all you want until we can find a personal assistant and a car for you."&nbsp; <br><br>Pausing, Anderson takes a bite of calamari from the platter and offers it to Emily.&nbsp; "Here, take some cheese as well.&nbsp; No one does cheese better than Tango - the flavor will set off the marinade used in the preparation of the lamb," he said as he lifted his glass for another sip of wine.&nbsp; "In short, Emily, I want you to know that I have no idea where you come from, or who you are, but I want to learn all those things about you.&nbsp; Starting tonight.&nbsp; And I want you to know that I am inviting you into my life.&nbsp; What happened between us in the car...that was beauty and art and all that I have been looking for.&nbsp; We have something very special and I want to see what that is."&nbsp; Sensing he had probably talked to much, Anderson sipped his wine again and said, "So what do you think?&nbsp; Have I made it an offer you can't refuse yet?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 23:48:54</strong>
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				Emily's head was spinning enough from recording not to mention the amazing sex. She sat in her chair trying to let her mind catch up.&nbsp; She only caught about half of what Anderson was saying and raised her glass when he made the toast.&nbsp; She sipped the wine and smiled a little. <br><br>"You don't think you're putting the cart before the horse here?" She ran a hand threw her hair relaxing back in her seat.&nbsp; "I'm pretty used to taking care of myself, I've been doing it for a long time and I never was good with being told what to do, what to eat and where to be, Anderson.&nbsp; Slow down a little or my knee jerk reaction to buck back is going to kick in and I really, <em>really</em> don't want to do that." She reached a hand across the table.&nbsp; "I'm amenable to walking this road and seeing what we have because what just happened between us was earth moving and I'm not going to pretend it was normal in any way shape for form."&nbsp; <br><br>She ate a few bites of the cheese thinking over her next words carefully.&nbsp; "Let's take it one day at a time though.&nbsp; Tonight we'll have dinner, head back to your place, I'll show what I've got in mind for the song and see where the night takes us.&nbsp; There's something I need to tell you about what happens when I sing.&nbsp; Do you believe at all in mythology?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 03:39:16</strong>
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				Not used to being refused by anyone, Anderson was a bit astounded that Emily didn't jump at the opportunity he was presenting, but sensing her hesitant nature he felt it unwise to press the matter further.&nbsp; He nodded agreement to her "one-day-at-a-time" suggestion and listened further as she asked him about his belief on mythology.<br><br>He wasn't sure what he believed.&nbsp; He had really considered himself rather a cynic when it came to matters of religion and ancient myths, even calling himself an agnostic.&nbsp; But, as an agnostic, he was open to hearing what other people understood to be truth as he felt it would help him expand his worldview.&nbsp; He answered carefully, wanting to know Emily, and sensing this was important to her, "I really haven't ever had a belief system before.&nbsp; I'm pretty open to different ideas though.&nbsp; What do you know about your musical ability?" he asked.<br><br>His cobwebs were clearing bit by bit as the lamb was served and he listened to Emily speak to him...to his very soul.&nbsp; Her voice was music, every word, every movement of her body flowed to a rhythm that was seen and felt and smelled and tasted in the air around him.&nbsp; This woman was special, he knew that.&nbsp; He wanted to know what she thought, to discover if she could help him understand the core of himself and where his capacity for stringing the right words together came from.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 05:17:50</strong>
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				"This is going to sound entirely crazy but apparently I'm a muse." She said when the room is empty again.&nbsp; She took bigger sip of her wine.&nbsp; She'd never tried to explain this to anyone before.&nbsp; "My great, great grandmother was apparently Euterpe, the Greek muse of music.&nbsp; I didn't know it until I was sixteen.&nbsp; Long story short, I'd lied about my age and gotten myself into an open mic night.&nbsp; I was really getting into the music when the light show started.&nbsp; The more of myself I poured into the music, the more intense it got, until I blacked out." She shrugged and took a bite of her meal.&nbsp; After swallowing she continued for him.<br><br>"I woke up and this British dude was talking to me.&nbsp; I guess he'd known about me long before I knew what I was.&nbsp; He taught me how to control it, how to keep it from happening all the time.&nbsp; He said the synestestic effect was due to how much the world has changed, how much more stimulation people need to pay attention now.&nbsp; And after two years of working with him I had things pretty well under control.&nbsp; Until you..." She looked up at him with a shy grin.&nbsp; "I can't control it, can't stop it with you around.&nbsp; It's like you draw it out of me." She set her fork down.&nbsp; "The muse part though, that has no off switch.&nbsp; I seem to be able to inspire just about anyone to create music." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 07:39:14</strong>
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				Having no other plausible explanation for the what had occurred that day, Anderson listened captivated by Emily.&nbsp; "Well, that would certainly explain a lot of what happened.&nbsp; But it doesn't explain why me?&nbsp; I mean, why are you not able to to control it with me?&nbsp; And, another important question, do others experience what I'm experiencing when you are making music?"&nbsp; Anderson wondering aloud.<br><br>Anderson found it easy to set his doubts aside, chewing on the bits of lamb and sipping his wine while listening to her.&nbsp; Certainly, no other person had had an effect on him the way Emily had, that was sure.&nbsp; He continued to listen. after asking his questions of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 13:26:15</strong>
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				"I have no idea why you, other than the way you make me feel.&nbsp; When we sang together something happened, you touched some part of my soul.&nbsp; It was incredible."&nbsp; Her eyes lit up as she smiled.&nbsp; "I could feel your pain, maybe because I've known some of it myself, but the way you sang 'Broken', I <em>believed</em> it and maybe that's why I couldn't control this ability of mine.&nbsp; In the back of the limo, well, I'm not sure who was inspiring whom but that's the first time that's ever happened to me."&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes met his the whole time she talked, anytime she paused to take a bite she barely looked down at her plate.&nbsp; Emily had always been kind of a private person, but it seemed Anderson looked straight to her soul and she wanted to bare it all to him.<br><br>"Do other experience it, I know they can see the lights but each person experiences it a little differently.&nbsp; At least that's why my mentor said." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 13:40:56</strong>
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				Anderson pondered her words for a long moment as he chewed his food.&nbsp; The silence as he ruminated was momentary and barely felt when he broke it, "So what do you think your mentor would say about what happened today and how your inability to control this gift when you're around me, as well as what happened in the car?&nbsp; I mean, if this isn't something that normally happens, shouldn't you tell him about it and see what he has to say?&nbsp; I'm not sure how open you are with him...you may want to leave a few details out," he said with a sparkle in his eye.<br><br>There dinner ending, and both feeling too full for desert, Anderson took Emily's hand.&nbsp; "I hope you enjoyed your meal tonight.&nbsp; And I hope we can share more together...much more."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 20:46:29</strong>
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				"Calling him might be smart.&nbsp; I was sixteen when I met Nathaniel and eighteen when he said he'd done what he could for me.&nbsp; We never really covered anything like what happened in the limo." She smirked a bit.&nbsp; "We've kept in touch though, he checks in on me from time to time.&nbsp; I think he's back in London now so I'll give him a call in the morning; it's got to be pretty late there.&nbsp; And We might want to see if it was a one time thing or not." <br><br>Emily laced her fingers with Anderson's as they headed out of Tango.&nbsp; "I very much enjoyed the meal, the company even more." She nudged him a bit with her shoulder.&nbsp; "Thank you Anderson.&nbsp; Can I call you Andy?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 21:31:09</strong>
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				Chuckling softly, Anderson looked at her, "No one has ever called me that.&nbsp; I'm not sure if I'll know who your talking to if you try it...maybe something like sugarpie or sweetness would fit better?" he laughed ad deep throaty laugh as he finished his joke.&nbsp; <em>You can call me "Fuck head" for all I care...just call me all the time.</em>&nbsp; Remembering the song "Daughter" by Eddie Vetter made him smile as he thought of giving it his own spin and renaming it.&nbsp; <em>Just call me Fuck head, its fair to; The picture kept will remind me...</em> his thoughts trailed off in his own amusement.<br><br>"So, back to my place then, and we'll hear what's rolling around up in that beautifully talented head of yours and then...?" he questioned her as to her plans for the rest of the evening.<br><br>Their limo pulled up, and Anderson waved Edward off when he tried to get out, opened the door and helped Emily enter the back.&nbsp; After closing the door behind him, he leaned in to kiss her, and said, "You are a bright and shining light in my otherwise dreary world.&nbsp; I don't know what has brought us together, but if you are who you say you are, you are what I've been looking for my entire life...my muse."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 21:41:33</strong>
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				Emily laughed with him, he had such a wonderful laugh she couldn't help herself.&nbsp; "It's just that Anderson is so formal and though you did rock my world, Rockstar seems not quite right a nickname either."&nbsp; She studied him a moment wondering what he was thinking and answered his question about her plans as she slid in the backseat. <br><br>"Sounds good, head back to your place, pull out the guitars.&nbsp; Hash out the right back up for your lyrics and then...see where the night takes us?" She looked over at him with a grin.&nbsp; "Maybe have dessert later."&nbsp; <br><br>The kiss left her feeling light and nearly breathless again.&nbsp; She marveled at the effect he had on her.&nbsp; "If I'm not a muse, then there is definitely something very strange going on with me." She laughed at herself, a light and musical laugh that made the light in her eyes dance.&nbsp; "I'd be happy to be your muse&nbsp; though."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 21:55:19</strong>
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				"I like Rockstar...that can be your pet name for me.&nbsp; I like it better than 'Andy,'" he told her.&nbsp; Palming the com button he told Edward to take them home for the night, this time waiting for his response before clicking the privacy switch.<br><br>Immersed in his thoughts, Anderson pondered the days events.&nbsp; In the early afternoon he had been struggling with his sobriety, wondering how he was going to make it without the methadone and without heroine if he couldn't write songs any more.&nbsp; His whole life was singing and writing songs...he wasn't sure he could cope.&nbsp; And then in walked this creature (it seemed so debased to simply call her a woman or even a lady, and surely she was some other part of creation wholly different, and quite likely better, than any mere mortal) this person unlike any he had ever met before.&nbsp; It had been less than 12 hours and he still felt the subtle side effects of her presence, like the presence of heroine before the high ended, only this was pure and kept him level.<br><br>"Alright," he said, while holding her hand and sitting closely, "let's play 20 Random Things so we can get to know more about each other.&nbsp; My favorite ice cream is chocolate almond," he said with a winsome grin covering his face.&nbsp; "You're turn."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 22:13:40</strong>
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				Emily couldn't believe the turn her life had taken in just the course of an afternoon.&nbsp; When she got up that morning she just wanted to get enough from the royalties to pay her rent for a few months and here she was going home with a superstar with the offer to work with him and live with him.&nbsp; She'd been hoping just to hold her own in the recording studio and walk away with something she could be proud of and use to market herself <br><br>"C'mon Rockstar, challenge yourself." She giggled.&nbsp; "Give me twenty random things not covered in every interview you've ever done." She poked him the ribs.&nbsp; "I've read or watched, as the case may be, all of them."&nbsp; And she had.&nbsp; She owned digital copies of every album from Into the Darkness.&nbsp; In fact, if he'd ask for her iPod, Anderson would find a playlist dedicated solely to them.&nbsp; "Hrm, something random about myself," She looked thoughtful and suddenly vulnerable.&nbsp; "I'm an orphan too." She murmured softly. <br><br>It surprised her the way she wanted to open up to him.&nbsp; Maybe it was because he'd already touched he soul, maybe it was because she was tired keeping everyone and everything but the music out. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 22:36:09</strong>
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				Looking down, Anderson said, "The third foster family I lived with made a habit of hurting the kids they were supposed to care for.&nbsp; I was beaten severely several times, but some of the boys..." his voice broke.&nbsp; As the tears began to creep into his eyes he tried to choke them back and continue, but couldn't.&nbsp; "Some of the boys..." he started again, with tears running down both cheeks, "were raped.&nbsp; One of them," a sob issued forth, "Eric, was my best friend.&nbsp; When they did him, he almost died.&nbsp; It was that investigation that finally got them arrested and I moved in with Aunt Gracie, my foster mom that I really loved.<br><br>No longer able to control the well of tears that flowed freely from his eyes, Anderson fell weeping into Emily's lap, seeking her soothing voice to silence his inner demons that tormented his soul.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 23:00:28</strong>
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				Emily cradled his head against his body, her fingers stroking lightly through his hair.&nbsp; Tears streaked silently down her cheeks.&nbsp; Her own experience in foster homes had been rough on her emotionally, but never was she abused.&nbsp; Her heart broke for him.&nbsp; Emily managed to cajole him into shifting so his head rested on her bosom.&nbsp; She kissed his temple and softly began to hum.&nbsp; When she gained enough control over her own emotions she began to sing.&nbsp; <br><br>"<em>Well I heard there was a secret chord <br>That David played, and it pleased the Lord <br>But you don't really care for music, do ya? <br>Well it goes like this <br>The fourth, the fifth <br>The minor fall and the major lift <br>The baffled king composing Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah <br><br>Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof <br>You saw her bathing on the roof <br>Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you <br>she tied you to her kitchen chair <br>And she broke your throne and she cut your hair <br>And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah "</em><br><br>Her voice broke and she hummed through another verse.&nbsp; She wanted so badly to take his pain away, to make his world alright.&nbsp; A subtle blue light began to form around her.&nbsp; She continued to alternately stroke her fingers through his hair and over his back. <br><br>"<em>Well baby I've been here before<br>I've seen this room and I've walked this floor<br>I used to live alone before I knew ya <br>I've seen your flag on the marble arch<br>Love is not a victory march <br>It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah<br>Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah<br>Hallelujah <br><br>Well there was a time when you let me know<br>What's really going on below<br>But now you never show that to me do you?<br>And remember when I moved in you?<br>And the holy dove was moving too<br>And every breath we drew was Hallelujah<br>Hallelujah<br>Hallelujah <br>Hallelujah<br>Hallelujah"</em><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">*"Hallelujah" by Jeff Buckley</span><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 23:21:15</strong>
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				As the blue light filled their limousine, Anderson felt the tendrils of peace circulating through it.&nbsp; As he looked up into Emily's eyes, he could feel her piercing her soul, as a nurse would prick the spot of infection to drain away the agony and relieve pain.&nbsp; He felt those spirals release enter through his ears, his nose, his eyes and his mouth and as the tears stopped, he could tell that an old wound, while having a soft scar, had actually healed in him.&nbsp; He felt more whole, somehow, as if Emily had known the exact place to touch in him and take away his misery.<br><br>Reaching up with his hand, he stroked her face in response to her song, finishing the last chorus with her.&nbsp; It was that last verse, though, that truly hit him and opened up the flood gates of his soul.&nbsp; In the stillness of the night, with just the sound of the car moving over the freeway in their ears, after the last notes had drifted into the stratosphere, Anderson began to talk.<br><br>He poured out his story, all of it, things he had never told another living soul.&nbsp; How he had longed for a mother in father and prayed for that, but never had one until Gracie came along.&nbsp; And when she died, how he wept at her grave and about his faithfulness to always visit that grave on her birthday and the anniversary of her death.&nbsp; He shared how a former producer had gotten him hooked on heroine, and shared about what that high felt like for him, all the things he was supposed to share in group therapy, he poured out while lying against Emily's breast, feeling and hearing her heart beating in his ear.&nbsp; He shared about the death of Into the Darkness' drummer 2 years before in a plane crash and how close he was, and how disconnected the band had felt since then.&nbsp; He told her...and she listened until he fell silent, still stroking her face, and playing that stray lock of gold flowing in her brunette mane.<br><br>"So, I'm the tortured Rockstar...but you started this.&nbsp; You said you were an orphan and I've learned nothing more than that about you.&nbsp; Tell me, I have to know you more," he whispered to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 23:38:06</strong>
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				Emily listened, unaware of the fact that she still hummed softly as he spoke to her.&nbsp; The pain of wanting a mother and father was one she knew well and she also knew the vulnerability it left in a person, especially a child.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're going to think me such a brat." She warned.&nbsp; "I bounced from foster to home to foster home until I was twelve.&nbsp; I'd stopped believing anyone would adopt me when along came the Sawyers.&nbsp; They were older and didn't want the stress of keeping up with an infant, so instead the adopted a willful tweenage girl who come to believe no one would ever love her.&nbsp; Adjusting to having a home was hard for me.&nbsp; I kept waiting to be told I would have to go to a new home and then puberty hit full force.&nbsp; Suddenly I was not only strong willed and territorial, I was hormonal.&nbsp; Things went south for my adoptive mom and me.&nbsp; The psychiatrist said it was because of subconscious abandonment issues or some shit like that.&nbsp; I think it was just because we were too much alike.&nbsp; Territorial, strong willed and real type-A personalities.&nbsp; Not to mention she was OCD and I'm a mess.&nbsp; Anyway, by sixteen I couldn't take the constant fights so I ran.&nbsp; I lived in half-way houses and hostels.&nbsp; The only things I took were my guitar and about a week's worth of clothes and a gold necklace I later pawned to get cash for food.&nbsp; Just before my seventeenth birthday was the episode I told you about in the bar."&nbsp; <br><br>She went on to give him generalities about the two years she spent with her mentor, how their producer had seen her at another open mic night and brought her to Seattle.&nbsp; <br><br>"And it was pretty much like that, small gigs and bars bring us to where I am now." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 00:32:21</strong>
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				A tear rolled down Anderson's cheek when Emily shared about her own feelings of abandonment, tears of connection with her story and a shared pain that they felt together.&nbsp; As she finished, he drew her to him kissed her deeply.&nbsp; As their kiss broke, he whispered, "I don't know what's happening, and it kind of scares me...."<br><br>Suddenly realizing that their car was stopped and the engine had turned off, Anderson rose as if from a trance, realizing that Edward had opened the door and was awaiting his departure.&nbsp; "Pardon us Ed, I was kind of lost in my conversation there and didn't even realize we had stopped.&nbsp; Emily Stewart this is Edward," he said as he offered his hand to help her out of the car.&nbsp; "Ed is my personal assistant and run my staff here at the house.&nbsp; We have 4 servants and 3 housekeepers employed full-time, as well as 3 kitchen staff and about 10 security officers, so he stays pretty busy running things for me and keeping me straightened out." Turning to address Edward, he continued, "Ed, Emily is going to be coming around now and then and I have offered the assistance of my personal car to get her where she needs to be until we can arrange for an additional car and driver to be hired on.&nbsp; Whatever she asks you for, please be sure it is taken care of," he said with a pat on Edward's arm.<br><br>"Certainly, sir," was Edwards reply.&nbsp; "And Miss," he said to Emily, "May I say that it is a delight to have you here.&nbsp; I couldn't help but hear the song you sang in the back of the car on the way here.&nbsp; I have always loved that song, but your voice...you brought it alive for me," he concluded with a bow of his head.<br><br>"Shall we then," Anderson said, motioning toward the entrance to his home, "Welcome, Emily to the Darkness Mansion," Anderson said with a smile.<br><br>(http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/420698816_a9e73e9387_b.jpg)<br><strong>17,500 sq ft Darkness Mansion stands in Contrast to its name as a shining home on the hillsides outside of metro Seattle</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 05:20:05</strong>
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				"It scares me to." She had barely whispered to Anderson.&nbsp; She blinked at the large home as she exited the limo and was brought back to the conversation as Edward addressed her.<br><br>"It's a pleasure to meet you Edward and thank you.&nbsp; I've always loved that song.&nbsp; My father used to sing it to me when I was hurting." A fond sort of grin tugged one corner of her mouth up.&nbsp; "It was also the first thing I learned to play."&nbsp; She wrapped her free arm in Anderson's as the other held her guitar. <br><br>The home was rather intimidating in size, larger than anything Emily had ever been in certainly.&nbsp; "Let's shall." She murmured and walked with Anderson into the house.&nbsp; She tried to take note of where things were as they walked.&nbsp; Emily was fairly certain she'd get lost a time or two before she got her bearings in the large home.&nbsp; "What do you do with all this space?" she asked.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 05:33:51</strong>
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				Anderson couldn't help himself from chuckling at Emily's questions.&nbsp; He remembered what it was all like for him when he got his first taste of success.&nbsp; "Sweetie, you can do anything you want in a place like this," he said with a laugh.&nbsp; "I have tennis courts out back, 2 bowling alley lanes in the basement, a theatre room, an indoor/outdoor pool and hot tub.&nbsp; Pretty much anything you want except a baseball field is here."&nbsp; <br><br>"Want to see my practice studio?" he suddenly asked her, turning to take her down the hall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 05:44:21</strong>
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				"Rockstar, that is about the dumbest question ever." She chuckled.&nbsp; "Of course I want to see you practice studio and then I want you to show me where you like work on new songs.&nbsp; I tend to work up on the roof of my building, no one complains about me making noise up there." She walked along with him, excitement and nerves both making her stomach flutter.&nbsp; "And this might sound weird, but do you have an gummi bears?&nbsp; I like to munch on 'em while I work on new material." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 11:16:42</strong>
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				Laughing, he replied, "I can get you some gummi bears.&nbsp; My studio is where I work on both practicing the guitar and writing songs."&nbsp; He continued walking with her and leading her down this hall and that until they came to a closed door that looked like it didn't belong in the house.&nbsp; It looked like a door that belonged in a different style of building altogether.&nbsp; Anderson touched the solid wood of the door lovingly and said, "This was taken from Jimi Hindrix's home during a renovation they did.&nbsp; I had the wood restored to its original stained color," he said with a voice filled with awe as he reached for the door handle.<br><br>As they walked through into sound proof room with a 15' ceiling, they saw the dozens of Gold and Platinum albums awarded to Into the Dark for their regular album sales and for sales of single recordings they did.&nbsp; Grammy Awards from their first album and for 'Best New Artist' during their debut recording year.&nbsp; Five Grammy's were for 'Best Recording,' for songs that Anderson himself had written.&nbsp; Interspersed among these trophies were 5 shadow boxes containing guitars, their labels told the story behind each one.&nbsp; The first being the original guitar that Anderson had used at Grace Ann's funeral, his first song he wrote that launched his career.&nbsp; The second was (http://www.guitarsandeffects.com/guitarimages2006/epiphone_lucille_bb_king/bb_king_lucille_002.jpg) BB King's own 'Lucille,' followed by Eric Clapton's 'Blackie' (http://www.favrecords.com/blackie) and then Johnny Cash's Martin D-35, his signature guitar (http://images.metrolyrics.com/artists/large/6162/Johnny%20Cash%20guitar.jpg), made famous by the man in black.&nbsp; Other's scattered the room, but it was near Johnny Cash's guitar that Anderson stood and took in the aura of it.&nbsp; "I paid an obscene amount of money for this guitar," he began, "and if this house were to catch fire, this is the one I would run back in to save," he said in tones barely above a whisper.<br><br>On the floor of the room were a variety of guitars on stands, as well as some amps and wires to plug in.&nbsp; In the center were several stools and music stands, where Anderson let his creative process flow.&nbsp; It was here that he led Emily and said, "This is where I do it.&nbsp; You are more than welcome to play one of my practice guitars there, or you can set up your own corner to keep your guitar here when you stay over.&nbsp; This room is kept at 76-78 degrees all the time and the humidity controlled to keep the wood on the necks from expanding or contracting much between rehearsals.&nbsp; That really cuts down on tuning times.&nbsp; Also, if you want to try out some alternate tunings, I have a little label on my guitars that are pre-strung for alternate tunings, like an open C or open D tuning, there's a little label set on the back of the fretboard indicating that guitars tuning.&nbsp; If I need to try out a new tuning, I have one of the staff go get me a new guitar, because I don't like to continually mess with the tuning on a single guitar."&nbsp; He continued, "In that cabinet over there are a variety of strings that I use, you are welcome to use what ever you need.&nbsp; My staff does an inventory monthly on my strings and makes sure that cabinet remains stocked at all times.&nbsp; I haven't been using this room much the last couple months, so it should be full right now.&nbsp; Basically, Emily, every thing you see here on the floor, feel free to use and mess with all you like," he concluded with his arms open wide, indicating the expansive practice hall.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now then, lets get down to business.&nbsp; What was that tune you were humming earlier, before dinner?" he asked with a bit of sparkle in his eye.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 15:03:05</strong>
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				Emily was awestruck.&nbsp; She'd read about Anderson's guitar collection but to actually stand in the presence of guitars that were just as famous as their previous owners was humbling and awe inspiring. She set her guitar carefully in an empty spot and proceeded to walk about the room.&nbsp; She stopped in front of each guitar and looked them over.&nbsp; She&nbsp; moved her thumbs over the pads of her fingers barely avoiding caressing the shadowboxes.&nbsp; She wasn't sure how easily she'd be able to work in the shadow of such greatness. <br><br>Emily unpacked her guitar and kicked off her shoes.&nbsp; She sat on a stool.&nbsp; She tuned quickly and brushed her hair back out of her face as she looked up at Anderson.&nbsp; "So I was thinking of starting in a minor chord, ending the last line of the first verse on a Picardy third to resolve into a major key for the chorus and the rest of the song.&nbsp; Use cello on the intro to really bring out the full richness of the minor key, bring in violins on the chorus to back up the key change.&nbsp; You'll just have to try and imagine it for now.&nbsp; I'll start with a D minor/F major to give you a feel for the rhythm and then we can play keys finding the the right one." <br><br>Emily shifted her guitar and took a deep breath.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and pushed everything else from her mind, trying to go back to that place where the music existed.&nbsp; At first her mind fought bearing her soul like that again.&nbsp; Her brain said this was crazy and all far too good to be true.&nbsp; After a few moments her fingers found their places and she strummed out the first chord.&nbsp; Soon she was playing the song, just as she'd heard it, the flat of her palm hitting the body of the guitar in the appropriate spots to add a bit of the rhythm bits in her mind. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 20:48:40</strong>
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				Watching intently and listening to Emily's work, Anderson was soon feeling the groove of her rhythm and started tapping his foot in time with her strumming.&nbsp; As she entered into the second chorus, he could see where the words were to be sung and he began singing a bit under his breath:<br><br><br><em>Feeling you move against me,<br>Is like waking up in ecstasy,<br>I have to know you, to feel you all around me,</em><br><br>His mind wandered in a split second to the first time he had sung those words, how he had felt Emily all around him.&nbsp; Something in him stirred and his voice became full as the chorus continued:<br><br><em>The color of your eyes at night<br>Has me wrapped in your spell so tight<br>I can hear you all around me...all around me</em><br><br>Moving into the Bridge, he began to pour his soul out a bit and really felt the music pouring into him:<br><br><em>This feeling...I can’t shake it<br>Your taste...I won’t leave it<br>Your voice...I have to hold it<br>So closely, all around me</em><br><br>And moving back into the ending he and Emily matched in harmony as they sung together.&nbsp; Again, air around them appeared to change and to take on color and shape and density, all the things it wasn't supposed to have.&nbsp; The hue changed from the subdued studio lighting that made this a tranquil place to practice to an excitable whitened-yellowish tinted with orange, just as it had been in the limo when they joined together.&nbsp; Anderson began to put pieces of this puzzle together in his head.&nbsp; These same colors appeared near the end of this song's original authoring...and its as if they are now linked in to it permanently - as were the feelings of excitement, exhilaration...and arousal.<br><br>Moving closer to Emily, he said, "I love the groove.&nbsp; I can feel the places where the orchestration should come in.&nbsp; Start it again from the top, and lets get the vocals worked out.&nbsp; I want to test a theory I have."&nbsp; As she began to play from the beginning, Anderson started to sing the first verse:<br><br><em>Waking from this dream we’re in, I hear you breathing,<br>Knowing the pain I used to always feel, I see you’re hurting,</em><br><br>He heard Emily start in with the back up vocals then, as he continued:<br><br><em>I’m so caught up with you, I don’t know what I should do<br>I want to taste you, to feel you and know you...</em><br><br>From the moment she began playing from the top, the hue of color in the room changed to the same burning yellow-white light that had flowed from them when he first caught the breath of this song.&nbsp; As they continued to sing through the first chorus, he was watching Emily and the effect the song had on the show of light and palpable sound coming from her soul.&nbsp; The yellow-white burned bright for so long and filled him with a sense of powerful arousal and passion and he began to sweat.&nbsp; He tasted her again on his tongue and lips, yet they remained fully clothed and sitting on their separate stools.&nbsp; He stopped singing as Emily entered the second verse and took the lead.&nbsp; Mid-way through he interrupted her playing, "Can I ask you...what are you feeling while we're singing this?" he asked, curious if the same thing was happening to her that was happening to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 01:47:08</strong>
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				As they sang it was like Emily could feel his hands on her body, his warm skin sliding against hers again.&nbsp; Her body was definitely reacting to it, the evidence was apparent when he looked her breast.&nbsp; Passion, pain, desire, joy, fear they flowed through her and around her like a physical force.&nbsp; All the emotions made the air thick and gave it life.&nbsp; When Anderson stopped her she blinked several times as if coming out of a trance.<br><br>"I..." She panted.&nbsp; Her heart was racing and it was all she could do to keep herself from slinging her guitar behind her on the strap and throwing herself at him.&nbsp; "Oh god, Rockstar, I want to tear my clothes off and let you do wonderfully&nbsp; naughty things to me." She shivered.&nbsp; "And I can feel all the pain, fear, joy, anticipation; all the things the song encompasses."&nbsp; She set her guitar aside.&nbsp; "It's weird and wonderful and so intense.&nbsp; I've always connected with music, always been moved to the depths of my soul by it, but this is like that to Nth power."&nbsp; Her foot bounced against the rung of the stool with all the energy coursing through her.&nbsp; Her eyes were darker from arousal.&nbsp; <br><br>"What about you?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 02:17:45</strong>
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				"Well," he started to explain, then paused.&nbsp; "I really don't know what to say.&nbsp; I'm stunned at how I feel right now, even though the sensations are fading now that we aren't playing the song and singing.&nbsp; But, the first time through, when we hit the Bridge, I felt exactly the same way I had when we were making love in the back of my car.&nbsp; That's why I stopped you and had you take it from the top - I wanted to see if everything duplicated...and it did.&nbsp; Only, the second time through, with us both singing parts, I felt the very same things I felt in the car in the very same moment I was singing those words..."&nbsp; He paused again, thinking.&nbsp; "That doesn't really make sense, I suppose," but I remember that I entered you as the words for the chorus hit the line 'all around me,' and that's exactly what I felt when we were singing...I felt you...all around me, just like when we were making love."<br><br>They sat together in silence, collecting their thoughts and reflecting on what was happening here.<br><br>"Well, I want to test something else.&nbsp; I'm going to have Edward come and listen to this song and tell us what he feels," he said as he began dialing his phone.<br><br>"Hey Ed.&nbsp; You weren't in bed already, were you?&nbsp; Good.&nbsp; Hey, can you come to the practice studio for a few minutes?&nbsp; I got something I want you to hear and tell me what you think.&nbsp; Cool - see you in a minute."&nbsp; And it was almost precisely a minute later that Edward walked through the door.<br><br>"Ok, just pull up a stool and sit over there," Anderson said, pointing to the wall they were facing.&nbsp; "We're going to go through this piece and we want to hear what you experience when you hear the song."<br><br>Edward nodded, "Certainly, Anderson.&nbsp; I always love to hear what you've created.&nbsp; Its just good to hear you making new music again," he said with a bit of a wink toward Emily.<br><br>"Thanks Ed," he replied.&nbsp; "Ok, Em, lets do it again from the top."<br><br>As she strummed the opening chord the yellow-white light appeared gradually, as if a fader was being pulled up by a light tech beyond their sight.&nbsp; The dim glow of the halogen bulbs was slowly replaced with a brilliant yellow-whiteness that permeated the room.&nbsp; And again, the orangish tint made its appearance in the later part of the song, and the feelings of arousal were spinning out of control in Anderson's mind.&nbsp; As Emily strummed the final notes and silenced her strings, they looked to Edward, who had been all but forgotten as they became lost in their art.&nbsp; He was staring transfixed, with tears flowing freely down his face.<br><br>"It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen or felt.&nbsp; It was like the music was a lover who knew me and took me as their own and the light...that glorious, blinding light," he half-way stammered out.&nbsp; "What have you two done?&nbsp; I'm lost for words..." he trailed off.<br><br>"Thank you Edward, that is what we wanted to know.&nbsp; You're a dear friend and I appreciate your input," Anderson said while leading him to the door, closing it firmly as he left.<br><br>Anderson could barely contain himself, he half-ran the 4 steps to Emily and enveloped her in his embrace, "My dear, what we created...its duplicable in others.&nbsp; This is fucking amazing," he almost shouted in his excitement.&nbsp; Looking at her, he was lost in wonder again.&nbsp; <br><br>And he kissed her.&nbsp; A simple kiss, but one that held them in eternity's arms.&nbsp; Anderson became lost in Emily as their passion began to flow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 03:01:03</strong>
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				At first, Emily was shy playing in front of Edward.&nbsp; It didn't take long for her to be lost in the music though, one look at Anderson and she forgot anyone else was in the room with them.&nbsp; She played and sang her heart out, pouring everything into the song.&nbsp; It was as if Emily was incapable of giving the song any less. Emily's body was on fire by the time they finished the song again.&nbsp; Her heart was pounding so hard she couldn't speak to thank Edward for listening.&nbsp; &nbsp;She slung her guitar behind her body and wrapped her arms around Anderson as she kissed him.<br><br>"Anderson," She whispered.&nbsp; "We should record the song.&nbsp; See what happens when someone listens to it that way.&nbsp; But, later.&nbsp; I don't think I can make it through the song again." Her voice was thick with desire, pitched low as she spoke to him.&nbsp; "This is the most amazing thing I've ever experienced.&nbsp; And I don't think it's all coming from me.&nbsp; There's something about you.&nbsp; You speak to my soul and it simultaneously scares me shitless&nbsp; and makes me want to hope again." <br><br>She's spent her entire life forgetting how to hope.&nbsp; Locking away what it had felt like and building up walls too keep people out.&nbsp; She couldn't be hurt&nbsp; if she didn't let anyone in.&nbsp; In front of Anderson though, it was all laid open.&nbsp; All there for him to see and she wasn't sure how she felt about that.&nbsp; Tears misted in her eyes as she fought her own demons.&nbsp; The voice in her mind that said it was too good to really be for her.&nbsp; That just like all the other men she'd been with, as soon as he got what he wanted he'd been gone.&nbsp; Until now, she'd been able to silence that voice, but as she felt herself wanting to spend time with him in more than just a professional capacity it grew unmistakably louder. <br><br>Emily's eyes searched his.&nbsp; "It seems our souls have already been bared to one another, Anderson.&nbsp; Tell me why this scares you?" Her question was asked softly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 03:09:47</strong>
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				Feeling the tenderness of the moment, and seeing the tears in her eyes, Anderson wanted to know Emily's pain and to ease whatever suffering she might have.&nbsp; He lingered in the silence for a moment before replying.&nbsp; "I think what scares me most is that this...whatever this is that's happening...touches me in ways I've never been touched before.&nbsp; I find myself unable to control my feelings or my thoughts when we're together."&nbsp; Gathering his thoughts, he continues, "I feel you, Emily," he said as he took her hands in his and drawing his face closer while lifting her chin to look into her eyes, "I feel the most beautiful thing in the whole earth is staring into my soul and doesn't see the black hole of nothingness that I have fed into it the last 15 years, but sees a light that I never knew was shining.&nbsp; But I've been doing this for over half my life now, and you're so young...I can't imagine how all this must be affecting you...and your tears...those aren't the same kind of tears you shed before.&nbsp; Tell me what's scaring you, Em?" he finished softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 03:23:15</strong>
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				His unabashed honesty touched her deeply.&nbsp; She thought over his words, sorting through her feelings before she spoke.&nbsp; "You have a wonderful soul, Rockstar and such a light.&nbsp; So much talent." She grinned a little.&nbsp; "I'm scared because, nothing in my life has ever been easy.&nbsp; The old saying about 'if it's too good to be true...' well it's been proved over and over in my life.&nbsp; Until you, I've been able to keep people at a distance, but part of me <em>wants</em> to let you in.&nbsp; And that scares me.&nbsp; I'm afraid of getting hurt.&nbsp; I'm afraid of the intensity of this, afraid to lose myself to it."&nbsp; She took a shuddering breath.&nbsp; "I told you I have abandonment issues.&nbsp; I have trust issues to.&nbsp; I don't trust anyone but myself and right now, I can't even trust myself because myself wants to be thrown headlong into what ever this is, wherever it's going." <br><br>Her hands tightened on his, not painfully, just assuring herself he was there and he wasn't pulling away from her.&nbsp; It had been nearly six years since she allowed herself to feel vulnerable, since she was real with anyone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 03:34:56</strong>
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				Feeling lost in her pain and looking for the right words, Anderson sat for a long moment.&nbsp; He did not want to promise something he was unsure of being able to deliver, but he knew this was right and that what they were creating was something bigger than either of them, alone or together.&nbsp; Something in him knew that he could never go back to writing music with any<span class="bbc_u">thing</span> else.&nbsp; He didn't know if he was replacing one drug with another, or one high for the next best thing.&nbsp; But he was sure that he never wanted to see Em hurt.&nbsp; <em>Precious, precious girl</em> he thought <span class="bbc_u">How I want to hold you so badly right now and wish all your hurt away so that you could trust me.</span><br><br>Staggered by his own feelings, not knowing from what deep well they were being drawn, he drew her to himself and wrapped his arms around her.&nbsp; Not in his "I'm ready to fuck" embrace, but in the warm, caring embrace of a true friend and confidant who longs to ease the suffering of another.<br><br>"My sweet, sweet girl," he whispered into her ear.&nbsp; "I can't promise you that you won't ever be hurt by me.&nbsp; I'm a huge fuck up in the midst of all the success you see around you.&nbsp; I've nearly killed myself three times with heroine.&nbsp; I've slept with god knows how many women and didn't even leave them so much as a calling card when I was done.&nbsp; But I do know this, I can't stand to see you in pain and I would move heaven and earth to keep anything from hurting you again," he swore.&nbsp; And he found he meant what he said.&nbsp; Every word.<br><br>"Baby," he continued, "you can trust me because I've trusted you already.&nbsp; Those things about my life that I shared with you in the car...I've never told another living soul.&nbsp; Those wounds were deep, and somehow, sharing them with you, I felt whole again," he said as tears began to fall from his cheek and land against hers.&nbsp; In that moment, as his tears joined with her skin, the lights began to change yet again.&nbsp; The typical blue of the halogen lamps became deeper, richer, and yet more translucent.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 04:12:32</strong>
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				Emily sniffled and swiped at her eyes.&nbsp; "Do you know how long it's been since someone has seen me cry?" She asked rhetorically and without waiting for an answer she buried her face against his chest again.&nbsp; Her tears flowed freely, for how long she wasn't sure.&nbsp; Her arms were firm around him, holing on as if she were drowning and he were her only hope of staying above water.&nbsp; &nbsp;She remained that way for long, quiet moments. <em>Everybody hurts sometimes</em> She told herself.&nbsp; Anderson took away so much of her old pain, replaced it with hope, hope that maybe she had been wrong about people, about life.&nbsp; How ironic it took someone as broken as she was to start healing old wounds.<br><br>When she lifted her head again the tears were gone.&nbsp; "I do trust you, Anderson.&nbsp; And you know things about me I swore I'd never share with anyone.&nbsp; I had buried them and refused to let surface again."&nbsp; she took another slow breath.&nbsp; "I need you to make me a promise Anderson.&nbsp; I have no illusions about our physical relationship.&nbsp; You're handsome and I'd be a fool to try and deny that I want what we had in the limo again.&nbsp; But I need you to promise me that you'll always be real with me." She met his gaze.&nbsp; "Whatever kind of relationship we have, friendship or deeper, just always be honest with me." She rubbed the pads of her thumbs over his cheeks, wiping away his tears.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 04:48:18</strong>
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				Astonished that she was asking such a question, Anderson nodded.&nbsp; "Em, I am an open book before you.&nbsp; I can't help but be completely honest with you.&nbsp; That whole bit back at the restaurant, offering my place to you, the services of my staff...I have never done that for anyone.&nbsp; I can't help but respond impulsively to you.&nbsp; So, yes, I promise.&nbsp; But I want you to promise me something in return.&nbsp; Promise me that we will explore every facet of this thing that is going on here.&nbsp; We do need to record that song, but I think there is more here than just a song," he finished.&nbsp; Sensing nothing more to add, he lifted her chin to him and kissed her sweetly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 04:58:05</strong>
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				She didn't rush the kiss to make her answer, instead Emily let her hands rest on his shoulders and the kiss wind to its own, natural end.&nbsp; Again, he had stolen her breath.&nbsp; She took several quick breaths before nodding.<br><br>"I promise." She said in a breathy, excited tone.&nbsp; "I want to explore this, to learn what's going on here and more than with just the music.&nbsp; You have, in one single afternoon unraveled all the threads I'd woven together for life.&nbsp; I had no idea it could be like this or that it would go both ways."&nbsp; Her smile returned slowly.&nbsp; "I also didn't think I'd ever meet anyone who <em>felt</em> music as passionately as I always have.&nbsp; The way you sang that song when we were making love..." She gasped as echoes of those sensations swept over her.&nbsp; "It's amazing to be that in sync with someone."&nbsp; A shiver raced its way down her spine and she wiggled against him.&nbsp; "And it certainly doesn't seem to be a one time thing, I mean, jeeze it was almost as intense sitting three feet from you." She chuckled a little.&nbsp; "I think we need to explore that more too." <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 06:42:45</strong>
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				Still feeling the effects of the music's arousal, in spite of all the tears, Anderson couldn't help but feel a deep need to explore more of her that very instant.&nbsp; His hand slid slowly down her back, their embrace of compassion turning slowly into an embrace of romance and passion as Anderson began to explore Emily's neck and ear with his lips.&nbsp; examining the scent of her hair, feeling the depths of her yearning for him as his kisses became infused with a lustful need for her.<br><br>He said, "I have wanted to continue exploring you all night, baby.&nbsp; I want to keep making music with you, to hear your body sing to me so I can interpret the words for you to hear.&nbsp; I have to feel our souls' resonate together.&nbsp; I think I'm hooked on you worse than I ever was to heroine," as he continued his quest across her collar bone as he began to taste her flesh with his tongue, to feel her searing heat once again.&nbsp; "I want to know you...I see your face...your real face.&nbsp; I want to know the you that no one else ever gets to see."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 14:12:02</strong>
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				Emily gasped as his lips moved her neck; it was her weakness.&nbsp; Emily's hands moved down his chest, caressing, questing to find skin.&nbsp; "I want to feel your soul wrapped up with mine." She whispered.&nbsp; His tongue slid over her skin and she shuddered with a soft moan.&nbsp; Emily hooked a leg around his waist, pulling them closer together.<br><br>She bent her head to run her tongue along the cuff of his ear.&nbsp; "How do you know just which buttons to push?" She whispered, her breath brushing over his ear and neck.&nbsp; "It's like you were built to turn me on."&nbsp; &nbsp;She continued to tease his ear and neck with her lips and teeth as she unbuttoned his shirt.&nbsp; Emily pushed the white collared shirt off Anderson's shoulders letting it flutter to the floor.&nbsp; She began a slow trail of kisses over his chest, nipping here, tasting skin there.&nbsp; She lost herself to arousal and exploration, until she was aching for him and a wet heat pooled at the juncture of her thighs.<br><br>"Rockstar" She gasped, her back arching, pressing her into his hands.&nbsp; "I want you, Baby, bad.&nbsp; Just not here...take me somewhere with a soft, horizontal surface." She nearly begged.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 15:10:49</strong>
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				Cradling her in his arms, like a bride being carried across the threshold, Anderson walked to the door of the studio and managed to get it opened and them through it before letting her down to walk with him.&nbsp; Holding her close, he escorted her to the right, back toward the entrance of the home.&nbsp; Taking the stairs before entering the foyer, he led her to the upstairs balcony and across the way to the double doors to his bedroom.&nbsp; Opening the doors wide as they entered Emily was met with subdued lighting that illuminated dark wood paneled walls with interspersed floor to ceiling picture windows surrounding a creamy colored marble floor with a california-king sized bed built into the center of the room.<br><br>(http://blog.accomline.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/luxurious-bedroom.jpg)<br><br>Comfortable looking chairs were scattered about the room, and in the far side, she could see an entryway to what, she would later learn, was the largest bathroom she had ever seen.&nbsp; "How about a shower to get started?" he asked sweetly.&nbsp; "I'd like to see the water sing with your body for awhile as we get washed up," he added with a curious and lusty look to his eye.<br><br>Leading her to the far side of the room, they turned the corner and Anderson heard Emily catch her breath as she took in the scene.&nbsp; A modern style tub sat to the right, with stairs leading up to a second level to the oversized shower room, where a double vanity was set against the wall, and walk in closets behind.<br><br>Turning, Anderson let go of Emily's hand and pulled her face toward his for a soft kiss.&nbsp; As he did, his hands dropped to the hem of her hoodie and he lifted it with her t-shirt, breaking their kiss to reveal the soft, warm skin of her naked torso.&nbsp; He took his time to look at her then, the soft flesh of her breasts that dropped in that youthful tear drop shape, the darkness of her areolae set against the paleness of her flesh.&nbsp; He ran his hands carefully over the flesh of her sides and belly, feeling her warmth as he felt the curvature of her breasts and the erection of her nipples under the palm of his palm.<br><br>With one hand he continued to explore her body as he unbuttoned Emily's pants and dropped the zipper before taking her by the waist and drawing her to him so that the naked flesh of their bodies came together.&nbsp; And they kissed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 19:32:09</strong>
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				The bedroom alone was triple the size of her little studio apartment.&nbsp; "Damn, Rockstar.&nbsp; I kind of feel like Vivian Ward." She breathed taking it all in.&nbsp; Some how she hadn't expected his room to be so inviting.&nbsp; She'd pictured a functional space that didn't get much use and was sparsely decorated.&nbsp; She wanted to know what it would like splashed with candle light. The marble was cool on her bare feet, it was a nice counter point to the fire racing through her veins. <br><br>"As long as it's not a cold shower." Her eyes glittered at him.&nbsp; Emily pushed her jeans down over legs, wiggling a bit so they fell around her ankles and she would kick them away.&nbsp; Her hands glided over his naked back and pulled him close.&nbsp; She parted her lips under his deepening the kiss with a small growl.&nbsp; Emily's thumbs brushed over his hip bones.&nbsp; She let him lead her into the shower.&nbsp; <br><br>"What gets you really hot Rockstar?" She murmured taking his cock in her hand and stroking him gently.&nbsp; "You seem to have an unfair advantage on me." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 22:14:31</strong>
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				Laughing happily, Anderson responded with a goosing grab of backside flesh, causing her to squeal a bit.&nbsp; This was fun and playful, like two young lovers exploring one another freely.&nbsp; "Well, I'd have to say...I'm a big fan of oral...giving and receiving," he responded to her with a wink.<br><br>Entering the shower, he turned the water on to a medium hot temperature and led Emily through the open door.&nbsp; Letting the water from the upper shower head and side jets spray them completely, making their bodies slick as they caressed one another.&nbsp; Anderson grabbed the bar of Ivory soap and the sponge on the sidebar of the shower and soaped it up to a good lather.&nbsp; Setting the bar of soap aside, he gently scrubbed Emily's back and arms as he continued to tell her some of his more intimate desires.&nbsp; "I have experimented a time or two light bondage, but that particular kink really turns me on.&nbsp; I think I'm a roll switcher, but there are times I really like to be very much in charge.&nbsp; I think the S&amp;M thing is a bit of a turn on, as there is a certain type of pleasure that can only be derived from release from pain...or even in the experience of pain itself, now that I think about it," his eyes turning darker, more sinister and he started imagining all the ways he could have fun with Emily's little body unable to escape him.&nbsp; The way he could make her body sing in ways she, likely, had never experienced before if he mixed the extremes of sensuality: pain and pleasure.&nbsp; "I think its really hot explore one another completely with the tongue...tasting every inch of their body...it helps to get to know someone much...better."&nbsp; He finished while beginning to soap her pert tits, rubbing a bit aggressively with the harsher fabric of the sponge on her nipples and feeling them respond to its touch.<br><br>"There is something incredibly hot about begging for an orgasm too.&nbsp; And that goes for both sides," he leaned in close to whisper in her ear, "Will you beg me to let you cum, Emily?&nbsp; Will you call me Master and let me give you pleasure and take it away at my own whim?" he asked as his hands finished lathering her body while the water cascaded over them both. <br><br>Leaning back, he turned her toward him, not yet waiting for her reply as he continued while looking her in the eye seriously, "My greatest pleasure comes from seeing the woman I am with climaxing over and over again.&nbsp; I am fortunate to have had enough experiences to feel confident in this area, confident enough that I never stop until my partner cums."&nbsp; He finished, "So, that's me - kinky and all...what about you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 00:48:42</strong>
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				She was self conscious at first, not since she was a small child had Emily let anyone wash her.&nbsp; Even when she'd broken leg she insisted on cleaning herself.&nbsp; Her body was something she didn't trust to anyone else.&nbsp; She was also glad he couldn't seem much of her face as he spoke.&nbsp; The idea of allowing anyone to tie her up, with the goal of pleasure or not, didn't sit well.&nbsp; Neither did calling anyone 'Master', but the way he rubbed, caressed and teased her body had her quivering. <br><br>She didn't attempt to answer until he'd turned her to face him, and then she waited patiently for Anderson to finish.&nbsp; "I enjoy oral, both giving and receiving.&nbsp; It's a good warm up." She smiled and took the sponge from him.&nbsp; Emily lathered the sponge up again before setting the soap aside and starting with his arms.&nbsp; She lathered him gently, with care.&nbsp; "My neck is my weakness.&nbsp; It's a surefire way to get me panting and needy.&nbsp; I have trust issues Anderson, I've not given my body to more than four men, let alone allowing any of them to restrain me in anyway." Both her hands moved over his slick skin as she soaped him.&nbsp; &nbsp;"The idea of you tasting all of my body though...jeeze I nearly fell down when you said that and I'd gladly return that favor." She grinned.&nbsp; "I wouldn't ever do anything to anyone that I wouldn't let them do to me so I've never even tried anything involving restraints or putting myself in a position where I couldn't see my partner."<br><br>As her hands worked over him, her eyes naturally followed.&nbsp; She recognized many of his scars from heroine abuse and didn't draw attention to them.&nbsp; Part of her wished she could take them away from him, but she knew that was silly.&nbsp; They were as much a part of him as his music.&nbsp; Emily was the type to be frustrated when she couldn't just make things better for someone, especially if that someone was one she cared about.&nbsp; Those had been and far between in her life.<br><br>Her hands worked gently down his torso as she continued to speak, growing a bit bolder.&nbsp; "I enjoy a good titty fuck from time to time.&nbsp; Watching my partner get off.&nbsp; Toys in the mix are good.&nbsp; I like play with my sex, I like to enjoy my partner's body while he enjoys mine.&nbsp; Orgasm is sometimes a happy side affect, not the end goal."&nbsp; She swirled her finger in the air to tell him to turn around so she could scrub his back.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 01:22:27</strong>
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				Turning as commanded, he started to share more.&nbsp; "I like to have my ass played with.&nbsp; Its a fun little feeling to add stimulation.&nbsp; I also enjoy it when a woman licks or sucks on my nipples.&nbsp; I also like playing with nipples a lot...and clits...so tiny and cute," he said in a squishy cheeks voice.<br><br>As Emily soaped his back he reached back with one hand and felt her hip, while making sure his cock was cleaned fully, by stroking it and rubbing the soap in around the head.&nbsp; "I enjoy masturbating together too.&nbsp; I think that can be fun," he said as he turned to rinse off and kiss her again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 01:36:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I prefer give a hand job and get fingered." She grinned into the kiss.&nbsp; "Never been much good at getting myself off."&nbsp; Emily's hands drifted back down his body.&nbsp; She pinched his ass playfully and replace her hand with his on his cock.&nbsp; She stroked him firmly from hit to tip and back as the water spilled over them.&nbsp; <br><br>"Clit stimulation gets me screaming." She confessed as his hands sought her flesh.&nbsp; Emily pressed herself against Anderson, still stroking him as she licked one of his nipples.&nbsp; She smirked a little as she realized she didn't have to bend much to do it, thanks to their height differences.&nbsp; "Oh, and I'm a biter." She murmured before scraping her teeth over his nipple.&nbsp; "Never very hard though." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 03:03:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking a sharp breath of air in through his teeth, Anderson closed his eyes and sparks started to dance through his body.&nbsp; Emily's playing with his prick in her hands and biting his nipples was having a very desirable effect and he was enjoying the feeling.&nbsp; His hand that once held his own cock moved to her slender waist and worked upward to feel her slick breasts as the water beat down upon them.&nbsp; Feeling her wet body was almost as stimulating to him as her playing with his naughty bits, and he was getting hotter and hotter.&nbsp; His other hand wrapped around her waist formed itself into a claw as she brought him closer and closer to orgasm.&nbsp; Willing himself to wait, he focused on her body instead.<br><br>He felt the gentle sway of her hips as her body moved to the stroking of his cock.&nbsp; He noticed the feel of her wet hair at the top of her back as his hand explored upward.&nbsp; As he opened his eyes, he noticed the light had returned, that yellowish-white hue that hung through the air, this time mixed with the steam off the shower it had a dazzling effect on his senses.&nbsp; He took in the sight of her hungry eyes looking up at him as she nibbled his chest and stroked his now throbbing cock.&nbsp; Reaching both hands up, he grabbed her firm breasts and saw the rosy color of her areola and nipples.&nbsp; He played briefly with them, before moving his hands to her face and holding it as she moved about his chest.<br><br>Words began to spill off his tongue:<br><br><em>"In your secret...and quiet place<br>In your stillness I find you there<br>In your secret...and quiet hour I wait,<br>Only for you<br>Cuz I want to know you more."<br></em><br><br>He had intended to say something else entirely...but she was having the same effect as before on him.&nbsp; She was pulling out of him their song, and he was telling it to her.<br><br><em>"I want to know you - I want to hear your voice<br>I want to know you more <br>I want to touch you - I want to feel your face <br>I want to know you more"</em><br><br>"Please," he was finally able to utter his own thoughts, "I want to be inside your mouth.&nbsp; I want you to taste me..." he practically begged.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 03:24:33</strong>
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				The air around them seemed to heat as the light grew more intense.&nbsp; This time Emily focused on it, on where it come from, how it flowed from her.&nbsp; It seemed to seep from her every pore.&nbsp; She found she didn't want to turn it off.&nbsp; She wanted to give all of it to Anderson, all of herself. She wanted to help him heal, write and make music.&nbsp; The orange hue of desire crept into the light around them.&nbsp; As he sang her very soul seemed to soar. <br><br>"Let me know you, Anderson." She murmured.&nbsp; "Show me I'm not a fool." Emily whispered as he finished the chorus. <br><br>She wanted to taste him as badly as he wanted to be tasted.&nbsp; Emily slid her free hand down his body as she knelt.&nbsp; She took him into her mouth, just the head of his cock at first, suckling gently; her other hand still stroked him.&nbsp; Her free hand held his hip, her nails biting the skin.&nbsp; As she slowly took more of him into her mouth her hand moved to cup and massage his sac.&nbsp; She swirled her tongue around him, still suckling.&nbsp; God she wanted this man, even giving him oral sex led to her moaning.&nbsp; The moan was more felt, a vibration as she sucked him, than it was heard over the shower and his voice. <br><br>She worked him over, sucking as she slid her mouth over him.&nbsp; When Emily felt his body tense she backed off.&nbsp; "Not yet..." She murmured sliding back up his body. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 03:37:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Quaking under the power of his near-orgasm, Anderson sighed a mixture of discontent at being denied and pleasure that she listened to his desires as well as her own.&nbsp; Feeling his pending climax subside without any more attention to his cock, Anderson's muscles in his legs and buttocks relaxed, feeling a pent up tension build within his sac and radiate outward toward his intended goal.<br><br>Still seeing the words floating in the air around him, Anderson continued their song:<br><br><em>"I am reaching your love the goal<br>That I might receive the prize"</em><br><br>He spoke to her, his words a bit tense, letting her know his desires pointedly as he pressed his flesh against hers:<br><br><em>"Pressing onward<br>Pushing every hindrance aside<br>Out of my way<br>'Cause I want to know You more"</em><br><br>He took her left thigh in his hand and roughly pulled her leg up to surround him as he kissed her with nearly angry passion at being denied his goal.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 03:54:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily pushed down the urge to fight him.&nbsp; It surprised and scared her how quickly that urge welled up, her momentary panic splashed purple into the light around them.&nbsp; He backed her against a wall and Emily made a small noise as the cool tile hit her back.&nbsp; The purple light spread around, not over taking the yellow-orange of desire, but showing her true feelings plainly. <br><br>Her hips rocked against his, pressing them closer.&nbsp; She wanted to feel him in her, filling her, the way his words did her found and filled that void in her soul.&nbsp; "Fill me Anderson" She pleaded with him as tears mixed with the water flowing over her face.&nbsp; Her tears were hot and had nothing to do with sadness.&nbsp; This man broke down every wall she'd ever built.&nbsp; He was in her soul, tearing down the heavy defenses around her heart.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her words had nothing to do with what her body physically wanted, but what her soul screamed out to his.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 04:04:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With the same hungry look as an animal that has been starved before thrown a feast, Anderson felt his blood boil over as Emily asked for him to fill her.&nbsp; Pulling her leg up further, his cock entered her excited flesh of her pussy easily.&nbsp; Almost at once he held nothing back, but began to thrust in and out ferociously, panting and determined to reach his goal. <br><br>Powerfully he shook her body with every thrust, filling her to the hilt of his cock as more words began to come to him...<br><br><em>Fuck me like you hate me [Dig it up and tear it down]<br>Dig it up and tear me down</em><br><br>His pounding flesh tore into her, searing her with both the pleasure and pain of their sex.&nbsp; The purple and orange hues did battle to overcome one another as he poured himself out into the movement of their song together.<br><br><em>Fuck me like you hate me [Dig it up, tear it down]<br>I love the sound when you come undone</em><br><br>As the words fell from his lips, he simultaneously withdrew from Emily's sex and let her leg fall as he pulled/pushed her to her knees to receive his cock once again...this time he would not be denied.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 04:17:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily moaned his name, balanced as she was on one leg all she could do was take the pounding.&nbsp; Her heart pounded and her breathing reached a panicked pace.&nbsp; <em>He wouldn't really hurt you.</em> She told herself.&nbsp; She hoped he wouldn't really hurt her.&nbsp; As pleasure pleasure began to eclipse pain the light grew into a more intense orange hue. <br><br>She was just on the verge of climax, a scream of pleasure rising in her throat when he pulled out, turning the scream into a frustrated growl and whimper.&nbsp; She found herself on her knees and looked up at him defiantly.&nbsp; Emily refused to hope her mouth for him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He wasn't getting his if she wasn't getting hers and she'd already told him she bucked against authority. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 06:05:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her resist him, Anderson smiled inwardly, knowing that this was the first step toward bringing about complete surrender to him, a surrender he had not felt her give to him.&nbsp; Her past experiences that she had hinted at and outright explained to him revealed a young woman fearful of men leaving her, and making her feel abandoned.&nbsp; He knew that withdrawing when he did would spark some of the same fears and hesitancies of abandonment in her and change the tune they were singing together now.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking his hand and wrapping it around his cock, Anderson said, "You can open your mouth and take me, or not, but either way, I'm going to cum right now." As he began to masturbate vigorously.&nbsp; Feeling his climax blossom within, he opened his eyes wide and looked down into the angry eyes of his lover, mad at him for denying her her orgasm, which sent him over the edge.&nbsp; Shooting out of his cock, his cum landed on her cheek, her lips, dripped down to her chin and fell to her neck and breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>He smiled down at Emily and said, "Now, my love, lets get you cleaned up and take care of you, shall we?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 13:57:04</strong>
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				It was surprise that kept her&nbsp; kneeling on the shower floor.&nbsp; After he'd cum her eyes blazed.&nbsp; She stood and turned her face into the spray of water.&nbsp; Conflicting feelings now ran round and round in her.&nbsp; She did her best to push them down and quiet the growing unrest.&nbsp; Emily tipped her head back and pushed the water back over her hair, away from her face.<br><br>She turned back to Anderson, chewing her lower lip.&nbsp; There was something vulnerable about the look in her eyes now.&nbsp; She'd have spoken if she had any idea what to say.&nbsp; He'd taken her to the heights of hope and dashed her down to the depths of her fears all without saying a word.&nbsp; It didn't make sense to her, it was sex.&nbsp; They had known each other less than twelve hours.&nbsp; How could he affect her so greatly? 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 14:24:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sensing her disquiet and wanting her to know greater pleasure than she had ever felt before, Anderson switched of the flow of water and grabbed a towel, to dry her off.&nbsp; Patting down her shoulders and chest, toweling off her legs and back up to her back he made sure she was mostly less wet before draping the towel over her shoulders and taking one for himself to wipe down.&nbsp; All this he did while remaining silent and simply looking into her eyes.&nbsp; As he finished drying off, he said, "Sex is a powerful thing, Em.&nbsp; There are so many moods that effect the power and passion engaged in it.&nbsp; There is sweet and compassionate sex, there's needful and wanting sex, but there is also powerful and angry sex.&nbsp; The hues that battled each other as we fucked a minute ago were completely different than what we engaged with before.&nbsp; I may not tell you everything I'm going to do to change up the mood, but you need to trust me," he said as he took her hand and led her out of the shower and toward his bedroom.<br><br>As the entered the bedroom he turned and faced her.&nbsp; "Now, I want you to go back to that place you were just in, when you were down on your knees - totally pissed off at me for not making you cum.&nbsp; You have two directions you can go from there.&nbsp; You can get angry and fuck me hard to show me just how pissed you are, or you can submit to me and beg me to make you cum.&nbsp; Either direction is an acceptable path - but either way - I'm going to make you cum now."<br><br>Leading her to the bed, he positioned himself behind her and embraced her as he planted kisses all over her neck and back, working his way down to her little bottom.&nbsp; Using his hand, he pushed her lower back slightly, indicating she should lean over.&nbsp; As she complied, he used his hands to guide her legs apart and began trailing little kisses down and up the back of her thighs.&nbsp; Reaching her fiery slit, he darted his tongue out, slicing through the outer lips that were already engorged and excited, and teased the inner lips with great dexterity.&nbsp; As he reach the bottom part of her pussy, he continued to lick, tracing a trail of mixed juices from his tongue to her tiny little anus.<br><br>Flicking his tongue back and forth and up and down, Anderson teased and taunted her little back door as he moved one hand up to play with her open pussy.&nbsp; Inserting one finger, he moved so that his thumb could play with her clit.&nbsp; Speaking through his tongue bath of her ass, Anderson said, "Tell me what you're feeling baby...where are you going to take this now?&nbsp; Shall we finish the new song I just started or do you want to write something else?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 14:37:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Trust."&nbsp; She snorted.&nbsp; "I don't even know if I know how any more."&nbsp; She shook her head.&nbsp; She knew how to trust, at least she had learned to trust Nathaniel, her mentor and he had yet to let her down.&nbsp; It had taken her the better part of her first year working with him to place her trust in him though.&nbsp; <br><br>She shivered as he kissed her neck.&nbsp; She cursed herself for telling him he neck left her like a pool of jello.&nbsp; "I don't even know if I want to fuck now." She murmured.&nbsp; &nbsp;However she was putty in his hands and her body obeyed as he positioned her.&nbsp; She gasped and writhed as he tongued and teased her.&nbsp; She moaned as he teased her clit.&nbsp; Emily attempted to press harder against his hand. <br><br>"Can't" she gasped.&nbsp; "Can't do angry sex.&nbsp; It turns me off." Her fists grasped the sheets turning her knuckles white.&nbsp; She was panting and aching again.&nbsp; "A new song." She pleaded.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 14:42:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Andersons tongue and fingers stopped what they were doing as he pulled away.&nbsp; "Then there is only one other path, love.&nbsp; If you want to cum, you have to really submit...to acknowledge that you have put your trust in me.&nbsp; Simply put, I want to hear you ask me...beg me even...to make you cum," he said while peering through her parted legs at her now fiery eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 14:47:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rockstar, I can beg you to make me cum without trusting you a bit." She answered.&nbsp; Anyone else and she could have walked away at that point.&nbsp; Found another bed to sleep in and just dealt with the frustration.&nbsp; She wanted to trust him, fear was a powerful emotion though.&nbsp; Especially fears routed deep in the soul. <br><br>"Just make me orgasm dammit or tell me where an empty bed is." Frustration and anger at her own fears edged out the pleasure she was feeling. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 16:03:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her turmoil, and seeing her stubbornness, Anderson stood and pulled her up from her bent forward position.&nbsp; Leaning forward, he kissed the back of her neck again before whispering, "I'm not going to force you to do anything.&nbsp; You're too precious to me to do that, but I don't want you to leave either."<br><br>He moved to the side and took her hand, leading her to lie down beside him in bed.&nbsp; As she laid down, he wrapped his arms around her, cuddling her close, with her facing away, the white light of the room mixed with an angry red began to dissolve gradually into a dark, midnight blue as Anderson began to sing, <br><br><em> i heard there was a secret chord <br>that david played and it pleased the lord <br>but you don't really care for music, do you <br>well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth <br>the minor fall and the major lift <br>the baffled king composing hallelujah <br><br>Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah</em><br><br>Rocking gently, barely a half-inch in sway, he sought to draw her into the song as he continued - to help her know his affection and desire for her...<br><br><em>well your faith was strong but you needed proof <br>you saw her bathing on the roof <br>her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you <br>she tied you to her kitchen chair <br>she broke your throne and she cut your hair <br>and from your lips she drew the hallelujah <br><br>Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah<br><br>baby i've been here before <br>i've seen this room and i've walked this floor <br>i used to live alone before i knew you <br>i've seen your flag on the marble arch <br>but love is not a victory march <br>it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah <br><br>Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah</em><br><br>The deepening midnight-blue, still shot through with frays of pink as he felt the tension in her back melt against his chest.&nbsp; He felt her heart slow its rhythm as he continued.<br><br><em>well there was a time when you let me know <br>what's really going on below <br>but now you never show that to me do you <br>but remember when i moved in you <br>and the holy dove was moving too <br>and every breath we drew was hallelujah <br><br>Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah<br><br>well, maybe there's a god above <br>but all i've ever learned from love <br>was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you <br>it's not a cry that you hear at night <br>it's not somebody who's seen the light <br>it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah <br><br>Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah&nbsp; </em><br><br>They lay together in silence as the final notes left his voice, the stillness filling them and taking them into the night.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 18:28:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had joined him in the song, just above a whisper.&nbsp; Emily was in a foreign place for her and more than anything it confused her.&nbsp; Per her standard MO she tried to bottle up the confusion and just live in the moment.&nbsp; She'd sort through it all tomorrow when Anderson had other things he had to do.&nbsp; The sorting out would begin with a call to Nathaniel.<br><br>As the last notes fell she gave a shuddering sigh.&nbsp; His was the one bed she couldn't leave.&nbsp; She had no idea why her resolve to leave his bed had failed.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; She knew why; she was just too scared to look at the reasons too closely.&nbsp; Instead, she rolled over to face Anderson and looked up in to his blue green eyes, still darkened with desire.&nbsp; As the song faded from her mind and she laid looking up at him the color around them winked out.&nbsp; <br><br>"Goodnight, Rockstar." She murmured and placed a kiss on his chin before snuggling tighter into his embrace.&nbsp; Her words were not a dismissal, quite the opposite in fact.&nbsp; She wanted to stay there with him.&nbsp; Her body wanted to finish what they had started, but emotionally and mentally she was tapped out.&nbsp; It had been a long day and her world hadn't floated away, it had been been blasted away by hurricane force winds named Anderson Louter. <br><br><em>Please, please, just this once...let me be wrong.</em> She pleaded to whatever deity was listening.&nbsp; She wanted to be wrong about not being able to trust anyone.&nbsp; She wanted to be wrong that Anderson would only be around until he got what he needed from his muse.&nbsp; Those thoughts remained with her as she was claimed by the inky blackness of dreamless sleep. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 21:10:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her words of "good night" only had subtle affect on Anderson, as he began to ponder her previous declaration to him, to "make her orgasm or show her to an empty bed."&nbsp; He realized in those first quiet moments that her turning to him was her first surrender to him as well, that her previously acknowledged difficulties trusting people were dissolving little by little with him.&nbsp; As she snuggled in close to him and her breathing became deeper and more relaxed, he kissed her forehead and whispered, "Good night my lovely Emily."<br><br>He laid there sleepless for minutes that drifted quietly into hours as he pondered the day's events.&nbsp; He probably pushed too hard in the end - let his furious passion get out of control.&nbsp; He would have to talk with Emily more the next morning.&nbsp; Glancing at his alarm clock, he saw it was only 1:04 a.m., kind of early for a rock star to fall asleep...pondering further he was appreciative of what ever forces of nature had conspired to bring about their meeting this day.&nbsp; He would have to call Kyle Johnson the next morning and start making arrangements to cut a track of their song.&nbsp; He also wanted to visit about what happening between he and Em.&nbsp; He wondered quietly if Kyle had had ulterior motives in putting them together - or had a thought that she might snap him out of his writing funk.<br><br>Deciding it was too many questions to wrestle with that late in the evening, he drifted off into an active dreaming sleep - filled with images of Emily.&nbsp; Her pleading face calling out to him, yearning for him.&nbsp; Asking him over and over and over, "Can I trust you, Anderson?&nbsp; If you have my heart, will you break it?"&nbsp; Images of Emily flooded through every part of his brain.&nbsp; Reflections of her playing her guitar and singing, of her in his arms, of her naked flesh pouring forth a myriad of color and words that would flow out of that color.&nbsp; As his brain entered back into the first stage of sleep to begin the cycle again, resolve poured itself out in Anderson's mind.&nbsp; He would be a man that Emily could trust.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 00:09:30</strong>
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				Emily woke before Anderson and not wanting to disturb him she carefully slid from the bed.&nbsp; Sometime in the night they had rolled apart, likely she had rolled away from him.&nbsp; She wasn't used to sharing a bed and never did stay still in her sleep.&nbsp; She picked up his shirt from the previous night and slid it on only buttoning the two buttons between her breast.&nbsp; She found her cell phone in the pocket of her jeans and watched Anderson for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>Sighing, she padded out into the sunlight and found a chair in sight of the bed so Anderson would easily see her.&nbsp; She scrolled through her numbers to Nathaniel's.&nbsp; She waited while it rang, sitting in the chair, knees up and ankles crossed so her chin rested on her knees.&nbsp; On the third ring a deep, British voice answered.<br>"Hallo, Emily, my lovely." <br>She sighed, closing her eyes.&nbsp; His voice washed over her, relaxing her."<br>"What's wrong Em?" Concern threaded his voice.<br><br>The words to "Lips of an Angel" by Hinder rolled through her mind.&nbsp; <em>I wish it was you in there</em> She thought for a moment.&nbsp; <br>"Nothing is wrong, per say." She said softly.&nbsp; "Just something...new...developed."<br>"I can barely hear you.&nbsp; New how?"<br>"Um, well," She cleared her throat and just dove in.&nbsp; "I got asked to record a song with Anderson Louter, of Into the Darkness."<br>"That's great!" Her mentor's voice came back excited.&nbsp; "When can I hear it?&nbsp; How did it go?"<br><br>Emily laughed nervously and looked up through the door.&nbsp; Her heart skipped a beat or two and she shook herself.&nbsp; Once again she cleared her throat, fighting down emotions that she couldn't quite name yet. <br><br>"It went well, better than I could have imagined.&nbsp; But something happened.&nbsp; We started rocking and all the sudden I couldn't turn off the light show, the energy pouring out of me.&nbsp; And then...well the next part is what I need to ask you about."<br>"You're not mixing your gift and drugs Emily.&nbsp; Are you?"<br>"Christ no.&nbsp; Never." She answered.&nbsp; Emily twirled a lock of hair around her fingers.&nbsp; "We were both stone sober.&nbsp; I just, I couldn't turn it off and then we, ah, shagged.&nbsp; Ended up writing a song, during.&nbsp; He sang me the lyrics and I could hear the instrumentation.&nbsp; And it, uh, wasn't just a one shot deal." <br>"You <em>shagged</em> Anderson Louter?!&nbsp; And not only that, you inspired him <em>during</em> the act?"<br>"Yeah." He face was burning and tears brimmed her eyes.&nbsp; She hadn't even gotten to the worse part yet. "I can't turn it off, Nate.&nbsp; The air nearly crackles with it when we jam and it's like he touches my soul."<br><br>There was a bit of silence on the other end.&nbsp; Emily looked at the phone to be sure she'd not lost signal. <br>"You're scared."<br>"Yeah.&nbsp; He's...Well he's into bondage and pain."<br>"Did he hurt you?"<br>"Not physically.&nbsp; No."<br>"Was he verbally abusive?"<br>"No, not at all.&nbsp; Just...he's in my soul Nate.&nbsp; He broke through all the walls, found a direct path to my heart."<br>"Is that such a bad thing?"&nbsp; She could hear both concern and amusement in her mentor's voice. <br>"I don't know." She began to cry.&nbsp; "I'm so confused.&nbsp; I need you."<br>"You don't need me for that, Emily.&nbsp; Are you still in Seattle?"<br>"Yeah."<br>"I'll see you tomorrow."&nbsp; He declared.&nbsp; "Make sure you're not in danger of burning out and test a theory I have about him."<br><br>Emily hung up the phone and her forehead fell on her arms where they sat crossed over her knees.&nbsp; Her shoulders bobbed as she let go the tears that had been building inside her.&nbsp; Fear, want, frustration they all poured out.&nbsp; Even feeling like she has somehow betrayed her mentor.&nbsp; He told she always had to keep a reign on her gift and last night she didn't even try.&nbsp; Then there was the door she saw finally shutting on the kind of relationship Nathaniel had very carefully avoided with her.&nbsp; She trusted him greatly and hoped he could tell her what was happening to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 00:37:12</strong>
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				She was calling to him..."Anderson...Anderson...I'm scared...You're in my soul and I'm scared...You've broken through my defenses...you've invaded my soul...you are in my heart now...I'm scared."&nbsp; Her words rousing him from his slumber, Anderson opened his eyes as he heard Emily's real voice saying,&nbsp; "I don't know." She began to cry.&nbsp; "I'm so confused.&nbsp; I need you."&nbsp; He heard her click off her call and he called to her. <br><br>"Em, is that you?" he asked the air around him.&nbsp; He began wrestling with the decision to get out of bed and go to her, or to lie there and wait.&nbsp; Anderson didn't know what his first move should be.&nbsp; He knew they needed to talk about last night, and he needed to let her know he was sorry for pushing her too far.&nbsp; Making up his mind, he rose out of the bed, still as naked as the night before, and walked out onto the pool deck outside his bedroom.<br><br>Seeing her tear stained face, his heart broke into a 1,000 pieces that would never be put right again.&nbsp; He went to her then, and knelt down before her, and looked into her pain-filled eyes.&nbsp; "I have to tell you something.&nbsp; I was a total fucking tool last night.&nbsp; I heard you say in the shower that you weren't comfortable with some of the things I enjoy...but I thought I could make you comfortable with them.&nbsp; I also thought it would be fun to see what new energy we could create with a different mood to our time together.&nbsp; I never meant to push you out of your comfort zone, or to hurt you so badly.&nbsp; Please forgive me," he said before laying his head in her lap and asking, "Who were you on the phone with so early this morning, baby?"&nbsp; Wondering silently, <em>I'm in her soul?&nbsp; Does she know how deeply she has affected me?&nbsp; I can never go back to what I was before yesterday...not after meeting her, and she thinks I invaded HER soul?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 01:45:49</strong>
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				Emily looked up when he called to her and swiped the back of her hands over her wet cheeks.&nbsp; She ran her fingers through his hair.&nbsp; His apology, sweet and heartfelt, answered some of her questions.&nbsp; "I, it wasn't all your fault.&nbsp; I could have walked out of the shower, I could have walked away at any point.&nbsp; It's not as if you held me down."&nbsp; <br><br>She sniffled and tried to figure out how to explain Nathaniel.&nbsp; He was her mentor, the man she'd ever know to keep her trust and not hurt her with it.&nbsp; She loved him, admired and respected him.&nbsp; "His" She swallowed down the emotions she couldn't seem to keep from spilling out of her.&nbsp; "His name is Nathaniel Baker, my mentor.&nbsp; I called to ask him about a few things.&nbsp; He's coming here, to Seattle, tomorrow." Her fingers were tangled in his hair now.&nbsp; "He wants to make sure we're not doing any damage to me."<br><br>"And, Anderson, you didn't hurt me."&nbsp; She said softly.&nbsp; "I'm just...really confused.&nbsp; I don't understand what's going on with my gift" Her voice broke into a tiny whisper, "Or my heart." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 02:11:50</strong>
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				Anderson could feel the depth of her struggle with what was going on and hoped her friend could give her some answers when he arrived, because he knew he was out of his depth now.&nbsp; "My sweet, sweet Emily," he said as he lifted his head while drawing his feet under him to sit down.&nbsp; "Can't you tell that you have become as much a part of me as I have of you?&nbsp; Whatever this is that's going on, while being scary and fantastic and crazy and amazing all at the same time, is not something we have to wrap our heads around all at once....hell, I don't know if I'll ever understand it, but what I do know is when you find something this...penetrating, you grab hold of it.&nbsp; Its like knowing whether or not you have the chops to be a musician.&nbsp; You either know you have, or you don't.&nbsp; There is no, 'Well, maybe I could...' That's bullshit and you know it as well as I do.&nbsp; You have been singing for awhile, you can see the crowds react to you and the words you put to music for them, to your voice that," his voice caught in his throat before he could continue.&nbsp; A tear broke through the corner of his eye and drew a trail down his cheek as he continued, "Your voice that pierces my heart and my soul...you have to know the power it has, and that you were born with the chops for music, baby.&nbsp; You have to.&nbsp; Otherwise you wouldn't have been out there, schlepping yourself from gig to gig and getting all excited about being in a recording studio for the first time."&nbsp; He ran out of words.<br><br>He looked at her, hoping the depth of what he said had penetrated and helped her in some way.&nbsp; He was hopeful...God, how long had it been since he had had hope in anything, and now he was hopeful for this blossoming affinity between them.&nbsp; <em>I want you, Em, I want you so bad, please feel my heart and know how much I want you to know me,</em> he thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 02:44:49</strong>
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				Emily took a deep breath and swiped at her eyes again.&nbsp; "It's just going to take me time," she began softly.&nbsp; "I've never felt this much this fast about anything.&nbsp; I want to trust you, Anderson. I so badly want to be able to give all of me to you." Her thumb stroked softly over his cheek.&nbsp; "I want to give myself to you the same way I give myself to music."&nbsp; &nbsp;She looked into his blue green eyes and for a long stretch of silence just looked into them.&nbsp; She hoped he would see past the pain to catch the glimmer of hope she felt.&nbsp; "I just don't know how." <br><br>"I think I was more excited about being the studio with a real musician than I was about&nbsp; being there myself." She told him.&nbsp; "You do something to my gift, make it better, make it stronger." She whispered.&nbsp; Music stirred in her soul again.<br><br>"<em>There's another world inside of me<br>That I want you to see<br>There're secrets in this life<br>That I can't hide anymore<br>Somewhere in this darkness<br>There's a light that I can't find<br>Maybe it's too far away...<br>Or maybe I'm just blind...<br><br>Or maybe I'm just blind..."</em><br><br>She took a deep breath, her voice growing stronger as she sang to him words a little different from a tune she knew well.<br><br><br>"<em>So hold me when I'm here<br>Right me when I'm wrong<br>Hold me when I'm scared<br>And love me when I'm not strong<br>Everything I am<br>And everything in me<br>Wants to be the one<br>You're wanting me to be<br>I might let you down<br>Even when I don't want to<br>I'd give up everything<br>If only for your good<br>So hold me when I'm here<br>Right me when I'm wrong<br>You can hold me when I'm scared<br>You'll always be there<br>So love me when I'm not strong</em>"*<br><br>*Lyrics modified from 3 Doors Down "When I'm Gone" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 03:01:05</strong>
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				Her words flowed through and and surrounded him with their grace and eloquence, feeding his hope and making it shine brighter than it had before.<br><br>"So we have the day then?" He asked her.&nbsp; "What would you like to do?&nbsp; We could go out on the town and go shopping.&nbsp; I'm sure you need some things from your place if you want to spend the night again.&nbsp; Or..." he thought a moment.&nbsp; "You know, I'm feeling kind of hungry.&nbsp; How about breakfast in bed first?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 03:07:07</strong>
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				"Breakfast first, definitely."&nbsp; She smiled a little and leaned forward to kiss his forehead.&nbsp; "I do need something to wear today at the very least.&nbsp; As far as whether or not I stay tonight, let's just see how the day goes?&nbsp; I don't make good decisions when I'm overwhelmed and right now, I very much am." She brushed his unruly hair way from his forehead.&nbsp; "Sound okay?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 03:11:47</strong>
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				"Totally fair," he said as he got up and offered her his hand.&nbsp; Then turning he ran back to the bedroom and punched the kitchen's intercom button.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alloo, sir," his chef's voice came over the intercom.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fredric, good morning.&nbsp; We are in need of nourishment, but we would like to dine in the bedroom this morning.&nbsp; We need 2 parfaits of Berries Romanov, some waffles, and whipped cream and juice...you know what to do.&nbsp; Have pedro bring it up on two trays with a flower for our morning meal, please.&nbsp; Thanks."&nbsp; He punched the button off.<br><br>"Now, we just wait and relax.&nbsp; Tell me something more about your past." He said, hopeful to pass the time getting to know her more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 03:24:48</strong>
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				She giggled a little as she ran a long behind him and while he talked to Fredric, she lounged on the foot of the bed.&nbsp; When he turned back to her she smiled.&nbsp; "I love waffles.&nbsp; Any chance that's coming with coffee?"<br><br>"Something of my past..." She looked thoughtful.&nbsp; "Oh, a happier memory."&nbsp; Her eyes grew distant and a little smile played over her lips.&nbsp; "Carl, my adoptive father, bought me that guitar I carry.&nbsp; I had been with them about a week I guess and he noticed I sang along anytime there was music or hummed, but I always seemed to react to it.&nbsp; The shrink told him they should encourage me to have a creative outlet.&nbsp; So, one day after Jill went to work he told me I didn't need my backpack, I wasn't going to school but to go get in the car.&nbsp; Reluctant and maybe a little scared I went out to the beater he drove and got in.&nbsp; He took me across town to a pawn shop that specialized in instruments and musical equipment.&nbsp; When we walked in the guy at the counter greeted Dad by name.&nbsp; He spent three hours putting instruments into my hands 'try this and tell me how it feels' he'd say."&nbsp; She laughed a little.&nbsp; "I kept coming back to guitars and then back to that one.&nbsp; It was a little big at the time but he wanted to buy me one I'd grow into, not out of." <br><br>After a happy sigh she asked him, "How did you come to music?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 04:01:52</strong>
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				Anderson nodded to her question about coffee as she continued to tell her story about her entry to music.&nbsp; He loved the sound of her voice, the way it sounded like water running through a cool mountain stream.&nbsp; Thinking of the stream and her voice reminded him of how, as a little boy he was so mesmerized by the fall of rain, and the rivulets of water that would run of the different roofs of the houses he lived in.&nbsp; He listened intently, sitting beside her on the bed until she asked him about his musical origins.<br><br>"Well, Grace Ann heard me sing in church...I was the only kid in the choir that could actually carry a tune.&nbsp; She took me to see a vocal coach one day and he started working with me.&nbsp; But, the song writing didn't come until I was in Middle School and had to learn poetry for English.&nbsp; There was something in Keats and Burns that struck a chord in me.&nbsp; I remember my favorite Burns poem still..."<br><br>Then putting on his best Scotch/Irish lilt, he began:<br><br>"O my luve is like a red red rose,<br>That's newly sprung in June:<br>O my luve is like the melodie, <br>That's sweetly sung in tune.<br><br>As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,<br>So deep in luve am I;<br>And I will luve thee still, my dear,<br>Till a' the seas gang dry.<br><br>Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,<br>And the rocks melt wi' the sun;<br>And I will luve thee still, my dear,<br>While the sands o' life shall run.<br><br>And fair thee weel, my only luve!<br>And fair thee weel awhile!<br>And I will come again my luve,<br>Tho it were ten thousand mile!"<br><br>Pausing, Anderson's heart melted as he reminisced over the words and he decided to share, "I read that poem, accent and all to a girl I was madly in crush with.&nbsp; She crinkled her nose and said 'What's wrong with you,' and stomped my heart under her feet as she walked away.&nbsp; But there was power in those words...and I knew that if I had sung them, then she might have responded differently.&nbsp; So I started writing my own stuff and trying it out.&nbsp; But, then Gracie died, right as I was finishing my first piece.&nbsp; I kinda rushed to put some basic chords to it, but, well, I'm sure you read that in all the Wikis," he said with a smile as he placed his hand on her leg.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 04:10:28</strong>
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				Emily giggled silently, at the accent not the sentiment.&nbsp; As he told her about the girl who had dashed his hear though her smile fell a little.&nbsp; "It's never been said that middle school are tactful, or have taste." Her smile grew a bit again.&nbsp; "I had read it and I always wished my adoptive mom had supported my singing like Grace Ann did yours." She sighed a little.&nbsp; "Carl was at every stupid recital and talent show I entered myself into.&nbsp; It caused a lot of fights between them and I hated myself for that." She said softly.&nbsp; "It was a fight over music that led me to run away.&nbsp; It was Nathaniel who made me get my GED." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 04:20:11</strong>
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				"I got my GED too, at Kyle's insistence.&nbsp; Mostly so I could quit school early and start singing," Anderson said as they heard a knock at the door.&nbsp; Getting up, he grabbed a stray towel on the floor and wrapped it around his waist before letting the steward into the room.&nbsp; Pedro wheeled the cart with two trays of food into the room, a steaming thermos of coffee sat in the bottom rack with several cups and two decanters: one with orange juice and another with milk.<br><br>"Thanks Pedro.&nbsp; How are your wife and kids doing these days?" Anderson asked his steward.<br><br>Pedro replied, "They are very good, sir.&nbsp; Thank you for asking.&nbsp; Will there be anything else?"<br><br>"Nope, I think we're good here now.&nbsp; Have a good day," he replied as he looked toward Emily.&nbsp; "Why don't you scoot back against the headboard, I'll bring a tray here..." as he lifted the top tray to sit atop Emily's lap.&nbsp; <br><br>Returning to the cart, he poured two cups of coffee and placed creamers and sugar on his tray, enough to share if needed.&nbsp; He carried his tray back to the bed and sat it down and took the towel off before climbing in next to Emily.&nbsp; Handing her her cup of coffee and getting all the creamers and sugars sorted to their individual tastes, he raised his mug and said, "To you, and what you do to me," before taking a sip.&nbsp; "Ok, lets dig in.&nbsp; You should have plenty of butter and syrup there, feel free to use some whipped cream if you'd prefer on your waffle..." and he busied himself with preparing his own food.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 04:37:23</strong>
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				Emily piled pillows against the headboard and reclined.&nbsp; Her stomach growled when she smelled the food, reminding her how much energy she'd expended the previous night.&nbsp; She raised her mug when Anderson did.&nbsp; She had put sugar in it, not creamer as she preferred it sweet and dark.&nbsp; <br><br>"To both of us Rockstar, and the sweet music we make." She smiled. <br><br>Emily put butter on waffles and ran a finger through the bowl of fresh, whipped cream on her tray.&nbsp; She giggled before licking it off.&nbsp; "Oh god, that's real whipped cream." She practically moaned, closing her eyes as they rolled back in her head.&nbsp; "It's been too long since I've had anything but Redi-whip."&nbsp; Suddenly she had other ideas for the whipped cream and set the bowl aside with a devilish little grin.&nbsp; &nbsp;She poured syrup over her waffles and dug in.&nbsp; <br><br>"Okay, we got interrupted in our game of twenty random things last night, tell me something I about I haven't read in an interview or wiki page.&nbsp; Please?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 04:42:00</strong>
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				Catching her wicked little grin out of the corner of his eye, Anderson chose to ignore it for a moment until they were done eating.&nbsp; "Well, hmm...let me think" he said between bites of waffle and sips on his coffee.&nbsp; "My favorite flower in the purple orchid.&nbsp; That's what I take to Gracie's grave when I visit.&nbsp; They remind me of her," he said.&nbsp; "Also, I currently own this house, as well as one along the beach in Antiqua.&nbsp; Beautiful country down there...you'll have to fly there with me one day and play on the beach."&nbsp; he said.<br><br>"Ok, that's 2 more down...you're turn."&nbsp; he invited her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 04:48:32</strong>
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				Emily swallowed her bite of waffle, which was certainly made from scratch and not a frozen toaster waffle like she was used to.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I hate cut flowers, they die so quickly but I have a black thumb and even kill cacti." She laughed at herself.&nbsp; "Despite my love of living in Seattle, I love warm weather.&nbsp; I love the way the sun feels on my skin, the way it still feels warm and radiates the sun's glow even hours after I've come inside or the sun has set."<br><br>She ate more of her breakfast.&nbsp; "You're up again." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 05:03:13</strong>
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				"My favorite car I ever owned was a '68 Camaro.&nbsp; Loud muscle car with a horrible paint job.&nbsp; For some stupid reason I sold it when I started recording.&nbsp; I miss that car," he said as he finished his last bite and scooted his plate aside and reached for the Berries Romanof in the parfait cup.&nbsp; Taking the first spoonful, he was mindful of the fun they could have with these...maybe he'd save a bit at the bottom of the cup for later.<br><br>"Oh, before you start eating the berries, let me get you a different shirt..." he said as he ran to his dresser to pull out a darker colored button up.&nbsp; He sat back in his place, waiting for Emily to disrobe to save his white shirt from imminent berry stains.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 05:16:41</strong>
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				"You have more money than God, why not just buy another '68 Camaro?&nbsp; You could easily have it modded it be all deliciously rumbley." She smiled.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily changed shirts arching a curious eyebrow at him.&nbsp; "I don't know how to drive.&nbsp; There's another thing about me." Emily went back to eating her waffles.&nbsp; "Just never got around to getting a driver's license or learning." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 05:25:51</strong>
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				"Oh no!!!" Anderson exclaimed at this new revelation.&nbsp; "We can fix that.&nbsp; "I'll figure out which of the cars is good for a beginner and we'll go find an abandoned parking lot and let you go crazy for awhile," arching his own eyebrow as he noticed Emily leaving the new shirt unbuttoned and revealing plenty of flesh...<em>Perfect, I love it when a plan comes together,</em> he thought.<br><br>Getting back in bed, Anderson continued with his random facts by taking a spoon full of berries and putting them in his mouth before leaning over to Emily and feeding her the same berries in the midst of a kiss.&nbsp; Letting the last one drop down her torso and land in her lap, he slid from her lips, down her cleavage, tracing his tongue to wipe all the remnants of the stray berry that had "accidentally" dropped, until he was able to reach it where it had landed in the perfect position, nestled in the valley where Emily's legs, pussy made a perfect Y to hold it.&nbsp; <br><br>Coming back up he simply said, "Yummy.&nbsp; Oh, and I like berries"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 05:33:30</strong>
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				"That would be..." Her words were interrupted by his kiss.&nbsp; <em>Best damn breakfast ever.</em> She thought as he licked down her body.&nbsp; When he retrieved the errant berry she gasped.&nbsp; Her core clenched delightfully.&nbsp; It took her a few moments to find the ability to speak to again. <br><br>"Berries are good." She agreed.&nbsp; "Whipped cream is better though." Emily took her spoon and retrieved a dollop when she put on Anderson's chest and let his body heat until it ran down over his torso.&nbsp; "It's also my favorite ice cream topping." She gave him her random fact before chasing the falling whipped cream with her tongue. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 05:38:54</strong>
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				Leaning back, Anderson let out the slightest of moans as he felt Emily's warm tongue against his cool flesh where the whip cream had just been.&nbsp; "Careful, or we'll have to take a shower again..." he teased her as she continued lick down to retrieve the remainder of the whipped cream.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 05:50:22</strong>
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				"I wouldn't mind." She gave him a playful grin before lapping up the rest of the whipped cream where it met his tangle of crisp, short curls.&nbsp; Her heart pounded at her boldness.&nbsp; She typically wasn't one to just go after what she wanted, at least not where men and sex were concerned. She kissed and nibbled her way back up his chest, getting any whipped cream she may have missed.&nbsp; &nbsp;Emily set both their trays aside, on the floor where they wouldn't get knocked over and spill anything in his lush bedroom. <br><br>Emily climbed back on the bed and straddled him.&nbsp; "You'll have to forgive me, I've never done the morning after thing," she began.&nbsp; "But in the spirit of getting to know one another fully, you need to feel how fast my heart is thundering." She picked his hand up and placed against her skin, over her heart.&nbsp; "You do this to me." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 05:57:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling Emily's heart under the flesh of her breasts was more than Anderson could handle in that moment.&nbsp; Leaning in toward her he reached his free hand up to guide her head to him until them met in a passionate and deep kiss.&nbsp; Their tongues explored one another's mouths and lips and he felt her heart skip a literal beat when she caught her breath in her excitement.&nbsp; The feel of her heart beating faster when excited gave him a rush he had never felt before, and all he knew in that moment was he wanted to be inside of her.&nbsp; But remembering his folly from the night before, he wanted Emily to make the moves she was comfortable with.&nbsp; And so their kiss lingered as his hand over her heart began to explore her breasts.<br><br>He felt her nipples in full arousal, their firm roundness.&nbsp; Her areola puffed out a bit the more excited she became and he could feel her arousal in his own lap as she moved against him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 14:00:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This kiss sent a jolt of lust through Emily, straight to the juncture of her thighs.&nbsp; She broke the kiss, but only to move her lips to kiss along his jawline.&nbsp; She kissed up to his ear as her hips rocked against his lap.&nbsp; She wanted him, bad, but she wanted to take her time.&nbsp; Her tongue darted out to run along the cuff of his ear before she whispered, "I want you Rockstar" <br><br>She gripped his shoulders and looked into his eyes as she moaned softly.&nbsp; His teasing of her nipples was almost torturous, but more so was the feel him stiffening under her.&nbsp; She shifted off of him, only enough to grab his cock and stroke him to full arousal, the pad of thumb moving gently over his head.&nbsp; "Where do you keep the condoms in here?" She whispered.&nbsp; "I want to put it on you this time."&nbsp; She gave him an impish grin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 14:19:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching into his bedside table, Anderson pulled out a single wrapper and handed it to Emily with a smile.&nbsp; "As you requested, 1 condom," he said.&nbsp; Feeling her attention to him as he played with her nipple aroused him.&nbsp; She was so responsive to touch and her body began to sing in that wonderfully enticing way that he was becoming accustomed to...he wanted to hear her song this morning so that he might sing again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 14:29:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you" She smiled and her gaze stayed locked with his as she opened the wrapper, she glanced down just long enough to grasp him.&nbsp; Her eyes met his again as she very slowly rolled the latex down over his cock.&nbsp; She was torturing herself by not just sinking down over his erection and riding him with the furious passion flowing through her.&nbsp; The desire she felt was wild and strong, unlike anything she'd ever felt before.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her breath came in short gasps as she cupped his balls and leaned down to nip at his chest. <br><br>Emily scraped her teeth against his skin as she made a trail to his nipple where her tongue darted out.&nbsp; His skin was warm, and he smelled of that unmistakable, spicy male scent.&nbsp; Tendrils of arousal spiraled their way through her body, making every nerve wake up and pay attention to him.&nbsp; She moaned softly as his hands moved over skin, sparking fire in her veins.&nbsp; "God Anderson..." She whispered against his skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had thought to tease him mercilessly but seemed to be driving herself madder than she was him. <br><br>She lifted her head once more and met his eyes as she guided his stiff cock into her slick folds.&nbsp; Emily gasped as he filled her, tossing her head back, whispering his name like a prayer.&nbsp; <em>Help me trust you</em> She thought unable to yet give voice to her deepest desire. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 18:40:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"OOOOOhhhhh my God!" Anderson gasped out as the tight folds of Emily encompassed his erect phallus.&nbsp; Feeling her sink over him and envelop his shaft to the hilt made his head spin.&nbsp; His mind distracted by the sensation of her velvety smooth movement over his prick as she raised and lowered herself in a slow rhythm, he let his hands slide down her sides, to feel the rolling movement of her hips beneath his touch.&nbsp; The tensioning and release of her muscles under soft flesh combined with the squeezing of her inner muscles over his shaft was have a much desired affect on his arousal.<br><br>Reaching for Emily's hands, he took them and placed them on his chest and held her forearms as he said, "tease my nipples, now...please."&nbsp; His hands slid back to her hips, and around to feel her supple ass gliding up and down.&nbsp; Grabbing her firmly, he spread her wide for a moment as his grip of her girlish flesh filled his palms.&nbsp; Her temperature rose as he touched her, and he could feel her start to clench around his prick as she kept moving and grinding her clit against his pubis.&nbsp; <em>Please, baby, I want you to cum hard.&nbsp; You deserve it after what I put you through last night...</em> he thought to himself.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 19:05:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily rolled his nipples between her thumb and forefinger clumsily at first, as pleasure etched itself on his features though she grew more confident, pinching more firmly.&nbsp; She marveled at the effect she could have on him.&nbsp; Emily leaned forward and captured her lips with his.&nbsp; Her tongue darted out to dance with his, tangled with his in a primal dance.&nbsp; She moaned against his mouth.<br><br>Her hips rocked, spilling her juices over his cock as pleasure mounted.&nbsp; Bursts of light danced at the edges of her vision, their bodies moving to some unheard rhythm that stirred and bound their souls.&nbsp; "Sing to me, Rockstar.&nbsp; Show me what's your in soul."&nbsp; Her voice was low, thick with lust.&nbsp; &nbsp;Emily's pace picked up, her hips slammed against his causing her to cry out as his tip struck her tender back wall.&nbsp; There wasn't pain though, just a jet of pleasure through her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 19:25:58</strong>
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				<em><strong>"We'll do it all, everything, on our own.<br>We don't need anything, or anyone.<br><br>If I lay here, if I just lay here<br>Would you lie with me, and just forget the world.</strong></em><br><br>He spoke in a breathy tone as their lips whispered over each other.&nbsp; The words began to form in him as he felt her viscous wetness spill out and slide down his shaft, coating his own sac.&nbsp; Their bodies rolling to the rhythm of the song, Anderson continued:<br><br><em><strong>I don't quite know hot to say how I feel<br>Those three words, are said too much, they're not enough</strong></em><br><br>He bit his tongue as he felt her continue to clench and release around his cock...<em>was he really falling in love...in just 2 days?&nbsp; And yet, wasn't that what those words meant?</em><br><br>Tears began to well up in his eyes as the yellow-white light was shot through with shades of purple, orange and pink all rolled together.&nbsp; He could feel himself surrendering to her, not just to her body, but to her lovely soul.&nbsp; And he embraced his surrender as he continued the song.<br><br><em><strong>If I lay here, if I just lay here<br>Would you lie with me, and just forget the world.<br>Forget what we're told, before we get too old<br>Show me a garden that's bursting into life.</strong></em><br><br>He felt her pant above him, saw the breaths leaping into and out of her mouth and he felt her stomach spasm against his while his cock filled her and emptied her needing pussy at her own command.&nbsp; "I want to be yours, Emily...I want you to be mine...I can't see my life without you in it anymore...please cum, I have to feel you." he managed to say as gave signs that she was closer to her climax.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 19:44:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The song wrapped around her, sliding against her skin like the smoothest silk.&nbsp; The harmony came easily to her as her voice joined his.&nbsp; Joy, pure and unadulterated flowed through her, out of her.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78104.msg3455362#msg3455362">Quote from: talesoferoticadventure on 11-08-2010, 19:25:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em><strong>I don't quite know hot to say how I feel<br>Those three words, I said to much, but not enough</strong></em></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily went still.&nbsp; <em>He couldn't possibly have just...did he?</em> She looked deeply into his eyes.&nbsp; <em>Am I...?&nbsp; Oh God I think I am...</em> She closed her eyes and kissed him deeply as she moved against him with renewed vigor.&nbsp; Bright yellow shot through the light around him, sparking in the air like fireworks.&nbsp; Her voice joined his as he began to sing again, but soon she was too breathless to sing.&nbsp; She panted his name.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">&nbsp; "I want to be yours, Emily...I want you to be mine...I can't see my life without you in it anymore..." </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>His words broke the dam on her climax.&nbsp; She screamed out "Oh God...OHYES Rockstar!&nbsp; I'm yours!&nbsp; &nbsp;Ooohh Fuck!" as ecstasy raced through her body, curling her toes and clenching her muscles tight around him.&nbsp; She held them locked together, his cock buried as deep as this angle would allow.&nbsp; Tears fell down her cheeks, but the light around them lacked any of the blue hues of her sadness.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 20:22:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she peaked, the rhythm of the song continued to reverberate through them, much like a guitar break in the middle of a song, until Anderson sang again:<br><br><em><strong>Let's waste time, chasing cars, around our heads<br>I need your grace, to remind me, to find my own</strong></em><br><br>God, he needed her, his heart was pouring out in his voice, he was finally singing the right song to the right woman.&nbsp; <em>my luve is like a red, red rose</em> came rushing back to his memory, only this time, there were no trampling feet, just the risk of baring his soul to another he was losing himself in.<br><br><em><strong>If I lay here, if I just lay here<br>Would you lay with me and just forget the world?<br>Forget what we're told, before we get too old<br>Show me a garden that's bursting into life</strong></em><br><br>He felt the life within him building to high pitch and knew his end was closing fast as she continued to sway above him to their song of love.<br><br><em><strong>All that I am, All that I ever was<br>Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see.</strong></em><br><br>The first spasms of his climax began to rocket through his core, clenching his stomach in waves, causing his legs to tense until he willed them to relax, feeling the need to thrust faster, but making himself remain still as Emily brought him to his release.&nbsp; "I want to cum baby, please make me cum..." he said pleadingly.<br><br>As she responded the song continued<br><br><em><strong>I don't know where, confused about how as well<br>Just know that these things will never change for us at all.</strong></em><br><br>In the midst of the final line, the dam of his orgasm rush over him and he spilled his entire being out of the tiniest of holes with shudders and convulsions running up and down his whole being.<br><br>Panting and breathless, he closed the microscopic distance between her lips and tasted her again, sweetly, gently, and lovingly.&nbsp; "God help me, I think...I'm falling for you, Em."<br><br>As she stopped moving above him, her pussy continued to clench around his cock, feeling him still strong within her.&nbsp; He finished the song:<br><br><strong><em>If I lay here, if I just lay here,<br>Would you lie with me and just forget the world?</em></strong><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 02:47:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily felt him tense and at his asking her to make him cum her pace quickened, grew more forceful.&nbsp; She wanted to give him what he needed.&nbsp; She was barely aware that the what spilled from her lips was a harmony to his words, she was lost in the pleasure that assaulted all her senses.&nbsp; As he burst in her the most wonderful sensation of peace washed through her.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78104.msg3455719#msg3455719">Quote from: talesoferoticadventure on 11-08-2010, 20:22:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "God help me, I think...I'm falling for you, Em."<br><br><strong><em>If I lay here, if I just lay here,<br>Would you lie with me and just forget the world?</em></strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Not ready to move off him yet, Emily stayed where she was and rested her forehead against his, still moaning softly as she felt their pulses hammering through her.&nbsp; "Can we just lie here and forget the world?" She asked him with a small smile.&nbsp; "Right now, Anderson there is nothing but you.&nbsp; And I...I think I'm falling for you too."&nbsp; &nbsp;She caught his lips in a breathless kiss before her brain could catch up to what she had just confessed. <br><br>Emily stayed straddling Anderson until he had relaxed with in her.&nbsp; "Rockstar?" She said softly.&nbsp; "Will you just, hold me for a while?"&nbsp; Her words were soft, an almost childlike request.&nbsp; She had been a little more than a child the last time she'd been held with now expectation of anything and she needed that from him now.&nbsp; The comfort of just being held in the arms of someone who loved her. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 02:53:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His arms wrapped around his new found love and embraced her warmly as he started the chorus over, repeating it slowly and with feeling in his voice as the color continued to dance about the room.<br><br><em>If I lay here, if I just lay here<br>Would you lay with me and just forget the world?<br>Forget what we're told, before we get too old<br>Show me a garden that's bursting into life</em><br><br>"Of course I'll hold you.&nbsp; That is our song," he replied with gentle assurance to her as he lay with her, forgetting the world outside and just being present in the moment.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 03:02:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." She smiled with a happy sigh.&nbsp; Emily snuggled against him and continued to hum the tune they'd been singing.&nbsp; Her fingers danced lightly over his torso, tracing a random pattern.&nbsp; She couldn't help but notice the scars on his arms as her fingers traced over those too.&nbsp; Her heart broke for the pain he must have suffered. <br><br>Emily lost track of time laying there with him.&nbsp; "Hey Anderson..." She finally looked up, "I think I do need to go get some of my things." She gave a happy little chuckle.&nbsp; So many wonderful things flowed through her, filling the dark places in her heart that she had tried to hide from the world.&nbsp; Locked away and protected or so she had thought, until this man broke through filled them with all things she had been missing. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 03:14:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gliding his hand over the naked flesh of her back, Anderson breathed deeply, feeling her weight against his chest, stomach and groin, and enjoying the sensation of her breasts pressed against him.&nbsp; Her legs entwined with his, and he felt a rush of...joy, he decided to call it.&nbsp; Yes, real joy at finding someone who loved him for who he had been, who he was, and all he could become.<br><br>His strokes along her back continued as she spoke, pulling him gently from his reverie and reminding him that real life still needed to be attended to.&nbsp; "Whenever you would like to go, I will be at your disposal the entire day.&nbsp; Maybe we could go catch an exhibit at the Frye or the SAM if you want."&nbsp; His hand trailed to her bottom, splayed out over him in an agreeable fashion for his hand to feel her warm flesh as the colors of their passion and love faded.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 03:28:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Either would be great." She stretched a little, pressing closer to him.&nbsp; "Which is your favorite?" She asked him softly.&nbsp; "We'll go there.&nbsp; &nbsp;I live near Pike Place Market, think we'll be able to find lunch there or will you be mobbed?" Her hair fell over his chest as she cocked her head curiously at him.&nbsp; She didn't want to be fighting off fans and photographers, but she supposed it was something she was just going to have to get used to...at some point.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 03:37:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think the SAM would be nice.&nbsp; Not sure what they have on exhibit right now, but I'm pretty sure their collection is always good enough if their special exhibit stinks," he replied.&nbsp; "And I can have my staff arrange a reservation at&nbsp; <em>blueacre seafood</em> if that's ok.&nbsp; Their butterfly room is rather small and its private, so we won't be harassed there," he finished.<br><br>"Can you reach my phone for me, I'll call Kyle first...maybe he'll want to meet us for lunch and he can make the restaurant arrangements and we can talk about yesterday and future recordings?" he asked her softly.&nbsp; "I suppose we probably have to get some clothes on too," he added with a resigned sigh to his voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 03:48:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooo Blueacre sounds good." Her eyes lit up.&nbsp; "And yes" she laughed.&nbsp; "We might need clothes, at least I know I will.&nbsp; I don't think I can get away with running around naked like you might be able to.&nbsp; At least, I'd spend more time in lock up for it." She only moved away from him enough to reach his phone on the nightstand.&nbsp; <br><br>She held it out to him then snatched it back with a mischievous grin. "Gotta pay the toll." She leaned in close to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 04:00:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Propping himself up, he planted a kiss on her lips and snatched the phone away from her before she extracted more from his meager pockets...which were momentarily missing anyway.&nbsp; Flipping through his directory of contacts, Anderson found Kyle's number and dialed.<br><br>"Kyle, it's Anderson...Hey, what are you doing today for lunch?...yeah, I want you to do what you can to get out of that and make reso's for you, me and Emily at <em>the blueacre</em>...yeah, yeah, I know its an important meeting, but we have something more important for you...hahaha...ok...1:00 p.m. sound terrific.&nbsp; Call me back if the restaurant refuses to be cooperative.&nbsp; I think I still know their GM over there, oh, and make sure they know its me coming to eat so I don't have to look at the menu...ok, thank man.&nbsp; We'll see you there," he pressed END CALL on his phone and said, "Looks like we're good.&nbsp; Do you need to grab a shower first, or want to head straight out?" he asked Emily.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 04:41:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I need a shower." She wrinkled her nose.&nbsp; "Someone got me all sweaty again." She winked at him.&nbsp; "Not that I'm complaining of course.&nbsp; You coming with?"&nbsp; <br><br>At his nod, Emily slid from the bed catching his hand and leading him to the shower.&nbsp; As the hot water slid over both their bodies they did more exploring and a lot more being playful with one another.&nbsp; Emily was less inhibited than their first shared shower.&nbsp; This shower certainly could have gone quicker, but they weren't in danger of being late for lunch, well not yet anyway.&nbsp; Warm orange light flowed around them as they dressed.&nbsp; Emily pulled on her jeans and tank knowing they'd be going by her place first and she could quickly change into clean clothes. <br><br>Dressed, hair at least combed and giggling Emily walked with Anderson down to the waiting car.&nbsp; "I promise, really quick at my place.&nbsp; Mostly I just need to toss on a clean outfit and grab my basket of clean clothes." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 04:49:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stopping her before she got in the car ahead of him, Anderson looked Emily in the eye seriously and said, "Why don't you just pack a bag of all your stuff you'll need for several days.&nbsp; That will give us time to spend together without having to make trips back and forth to your place.&nbsp; I really want to spend some time with you - and if you feel that you need to leave at any time, you always can, but lets just plan on this being something that will last longer than one more change of clothes, ok?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 04:56:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hand came up to cradle his cheek, her eyes showing how much he'd touched her.&nbsp; "A basket of clean clothes is pretty much all I need.&nbsp; I don't know if you've noticed, but I don't really wear make up.&nbsp; Toss a brush, tooth brush and deodorant on top the basket and I'm all set for a while." She rose on her toes to kiss him quickly.&nbsp; "I'm a low maintenance, at least as far as clothes and accessories, kind of a girl.&nbsp; If you want to take me somewhere fancy or important I'm going to have to go shopping.&nbsp; My dressiest clothes include exactly one business suit, a little black dress and red cocktail dress.&nbsp; And I'm rambling now."&nbsp; &nbsp;She chuckled and shut up for a minute.&nbsp; "What I'm trying to say is, I didn't mean to give the impression that I was just planning one more night.&nbsp; I want to be with you, to get to know you and to explore what we have here.&nbsp; I just don't have much physical baggage that goes with that." <br><br>She bit her lower lip as she looked up at him.&nbsp; "We on the same page again?"&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 05:15:09</strong>
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				"Perfect," he kissed her forehead as he motioned for her to enter the car before him.&nbsp; Climbing in, he shut the door himself and they felt Edward put the car in gear and slowly ease out of the circle drive in front of the house.&nbsp; Thumbing the window down he waited until he could see Ed clearly in the rearview mirror.&nbsp; "Good morning Ed.&nbsp; We're going to go to Em's house first, down by Pike Place Market.&nbsp; After that, we're heading over to <em>blueacre</em> for lunch with Kyle, then to the SAM for the afternoon to take in the exhibit there.&nbsp; Do you have any idea what their special exhibit is right now?" Anderson asked his personal assistant.<br><br>"Sir, I haven't had time to check.&nbsp; If you'd like, I'd be happy to call them for you and find out," Edward responded.<br><br>"No, that's alright - we like surprises," Anderson replied while giving Emily a short squeeze on her knee.&nbsp; "Thank you, Ed, I appreciate it," he finished before sitting back.&nbsp; But, as he began to raise the window, Edward spoke again,<br><br>Edward said, "Sir, before you shut the privacy window, can I just tell you how truly glad I am to see you so happy.&nbsp; The last 5 years has been very difficult for all of your staff to watch you in so much pain, but I can see that the young lady you met yesterday and made such beautiful music with last night..." <br><br><em>If only he knew the half of it,</em> Anderson thought to himself.<br><br>Edward continued through the thought, "has really made a difference in a short period of time.&nbsp; I hope we will be seeing more of her about the estate."<br><br>Smiling, Anderson said, "Thank you Ed.&nbsp; We are actually getting some of Emily's things to bring back with us.&nbsp; You might need to come up when she's packed all she needs and give us a hand," he winked at Emily to let her know it was ok if she didn't want him to.&nbsp; Anderson knew that Ed was one who thrived on helping others, and the offer was something that would mean much to him.<br><br>"Very well, sir," Ed said as Anderson started to raise the privacy window between he and his driver.<br><br>"Don't worry - if you want me to carry your stuff, I will, Ed likes to be asked to do stuff...he's an awesome helper and will offer help if you don't ask him for it.&nbsp; Makes him a great personal assistant and friend," he told Emily as he braided their fingers together and said close.&nbsp; Smiling at her, Anderson said, "I'm so happy to be with you today.&nbsp; Do you want to listen to some music as we ride, and we can just hold each other for awhile?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 05:29:11</strong>
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				"I'm going to have to get used to people being around to do stuff for me." She laid her head against his shoulder.&nbsp; "If it will make Ed happy he can come up and carry my things down, it really will all fit in one laundry basket though." Emily curled her feet up under her body as she snuggled up against him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Music is fine." Her foot bobbed to the beat of the music Anderson put on.&nbsp; When he'd asked her preference she told him she didn't really have one.&nbsp; Emily hummed along softly.&nbsp; She kept her fingers laced with his, liking the feeling.&nbsp; It almost felt to her as if someone else was holding their clasped hands in place.&nbsp; Some invisible, unseen force there with them.&nbsp; She nuzzled his shoulder letting the floating feeling of falling in love wash over her.<br><br>Emily marveled at how easily she lost time with him as the came to a stop at Pike Place Market.&nbsp; "I can direct Edward around the fire escape of my building if you don't want to risk a run through the market, or you can wait for me in the limo.&nbsp; What ever you want." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 05:45:49</strong>
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				"Em," Anderson laughed, "I'm not a recluse and I don't dislike crowds.&nbsp; C'mon, lets go get your things.&nbsp; I bet you $10 no one even recognizes me anyway."&nbsp; Opening the door, he got out and offered his hand to Emily as he had the night before.&nbsp; They walked through the market to the fire escape she mentioned as Ed followed them.&nbsp; Climbing the stairs to 4th floor landing, Emily pulled out her key and unlocked her little flat.&nbsp; They all stepped in and Anderson carried on a conversation with Ed while Emily was out of earshot.<br><br>"Ed, I don't know what's going on...I...I've never felt this way before.&nbsp; This is something I can't describe, but the music we're writing...it describes us.&nbsp; And the feelings we get describe us," Anderson spoke in hushed tones.<br><br>"Anderson, I have watched you go through hell and come back.&nbsp; I was the one who saved your life the last time that fucker sold you some bad dope, so I know better than anyone, probably, how important this is for you.&nbsp; Please, don't fuck this up.&nbsp; She's good for you and you could be so...right together," Ed replied in his more personal and streetwise tone he often took with Anderson privately.<br><br>He replied, "Thanks, Ed...for everything, your friendship has always meant a lot to me," he said while patting him on the shoulder and noticing out of the corner of his eye that Emily was walking toward them.<br><br>Turning to her, he asked, "All ready then?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 05:58:27</strong>
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				"Please pardon the mess." She said heading away from them.&nbsp; "Hard to keep so much stuff in so little space." <br><br>Not wanting to change in front of Edward she took a change of clothes-clean jeans, an aqua button up collared shirt and white spaghetti strap tank top, lacy bra and underwear-with her to the bathroom to change.&nbsp; She emerged in clean clothes with her hair swept up in a banana clip and a few toiletries.&nbsp; She put them on top the basket of clean clothes which she checked over.&nbsp; It had everything she would need.&nbsp; Black boots, black pumps and her business suit joined the basket.&nbsp; <br><br>She carried the basket back towards the men and eyed Anderson, then Edward in turn.&nbsp; She had the funny feeling part of their conversation was about her.&nbsp; "Got everything I need."&nbsp; She rested the basket on her hip as she scooped up a messenger bag that housed her laptop. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 07:04:36</strong>
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				Edward asked Emily if he could carry her basket as he was already reaching for it.&nbsp; Taking it from her, he exited and waited on the stoop for them to join him.&nbsp; Weaving their fingers together again, Anderson and Emily left her loft as she locked it and followed Ed down the stairs.&nbsp; Pausing, Anderson said, "Ed we'll walk to the restaurant.&nbsp; Feel free to go do something for a couple of hours, but come get us for the museum by 3, please."&nbsp; Ed nodded and exited through the Market as Anderson and Emily wandered around the outskirts of the Pike Place Market along 1st Ave until they reached Stewart Street.<br><br>They walked hand in hand, watching others pass by, remaining lost in one another's presence as they made their way toward their destination.&nbsp; Anderson listened as Emily pointed out some of the neighborhood dives she frequented in this part of town, and Anderson pointed out a couple of place he had been before for gigs or signings in his earliest years.&nbsp; Reaching the split at 4th Avenue, they decided to take the shorter way to <em>blueacre</em> by down Olive Way.&nbsp; As they walked, they passed The Red Balloon Company, and Anderson had a thought.&nbsp; He told Emily to wait for him, while he ran inside.<br><br>Coming out a few minutes later, Anderson handed Emily a bouquet of polka-dot balloons in various pastel colors.&nbsp; Her smile at his gift turned him into that little boy in Middle School who had recited <em>My Luve Is Like a Red, Red Rose</em> once again, and he was thrilled to be in her presence.&nbsp; They caught a few pedestrians pointing and staring as they walked, but no one accosted them or asked for autographs as it was too rare to see Anderson Louter on a side walk near the Market walking in broad daylight.&nbsp; Anderson was sure they were just pointing at the pretty balloons he had just bought for Emily anyway, while Emily was sure they were pointing at him.&nbsp; They laughed at their little joke the rest of the way.<br><br>Reaching 7th Avenue, they took a left after crossing the street and entered the doors to <em>blueacre</em>.&nbsp; Greeting the hostess, Anderson said, "Kyle Johnson was supposed to have made reservations from the butterfly room for us to meet."&nbsp; And they were whisked through the restaurant to their waiting table.&nbsp; Kyle was already there, and still working from his Blackberry.&nbsp; Wrapping up an email message as he stood, Kyle pressed send and looked at them both holding hands and carrying a magnificently cumbersome bunch of balloons and asked, "What the hell went on after the recording last night?"<br><br>Sitting down, Emily and Anderson took turns filling in on the important points of their evening: going to dinner, a song coming to them (without the associated tale of how it was generated) and their rehearsing it at Anderson's practice studio afterward.&nbsp; "Kyle, its like nothing you've ever heard before.&nbsp; The recording of <em>Broken</em> was one thing - I think it will sell well and it will be a powerful remake of the original - but this is something wholly different and unique.&nbsp; I want to know how soon you can get us into cut a track for you to get to the exec's at the label," Anderson said.<br><br>"Well, that really just depends on your schedule.&nbsp; I know <em>Into</em> (Kyle's special short hand for Anderson's band) is supposed to start working on cuts for their next release that's scheduled for next February, and a few other bands have the studio you used booked already.&nbsp; But I probably pull some strings and get you some time in a few weeks," Kyle responded.<br><br>"I don't think you understood me, Kyle.&nbsp; I want us to have a cut ready for production in 3 weeks...I don't want to wait that long to do this.&nbsp; Call and set something up for tomorrow," Anderson replied as the servers set glasses of water down and opened their wine for them and poured.&nbsp; "This is too important, let me say again, for us to dick around.&nbsp; I'm telling you that this song will be a best seller this year and you won't be able to keep it from getting air time," he concluded his pitch to their manager.<br><br>Emily spoke up, feeling a bit out of her element since she had never had a song recorded before, "Please Kyle, this is really important to us.&nbsp; I...we think it will change a lot of things about the way music is heard and experienced."<br><br>Anderson was thankful she spoke up, knowing that Kyle could be stubborn with him sometimes, but having seen him relent easily to his female artists he managed.&nbsp; Kyle sat pondering their request for a few moments as their salads were laid out in front of them.&nbsp; "Ok," he said reluctantly, let me make a few calls and see if I rearrange schedules for tomorrow.&nbsp; Would later in the afternoon be ok?" he finally asked.<br><br>Anderson looked to Emily and asked, "What time will Nate be in town?&nbsp; He really ought to be there for this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 14:29:07</strong>
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				"Not sure, let me see if he sent me a message." She pulled her cell phone out and sure enough at some point, while she was lost walking with Anderson, Nathaniel had sent her a message.&nbsp; She smiled a little and looked up at the men, "His plane arrives at nine in the morning.&nbsp; Maybe we can ask Edward or hire a car to go pick him up?"&nbsp; She didn't want to greet him in the middle of a busy air port.&nbsp; Emily knew it would be emotional and she hated making a scene that way. <br><br>"And Kyle, let me just say thank you again for putting me in the studio with Anderson.&nbsp; It's the best to ever happen to me." She gave Anderson's hand a light squeeze under the table as she smiled at him.&nbsp; "And if we can't get studio time tomorrow why not just record it in your home studio?" She asked him.&nbsp; <br><br>While they discussed options she sent a message back to her mentor. <em>'Someone will meet you at the airport and bring you to Darkness Mansion.&nbsp; You won't have to abide my little hovel this trip.'</em>&nbsp; She snickered a bit at the joke between them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 14:38:43</strong>
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				Nodding at Em, Anderson spoke, "We could, but I don't have the full recording gear there, just a little mixing board and computer.&nbsp; We could rent the equipment and run wires though to cut an 'unplugged' version though and it would have the effect.&nbsp; I guess don't really have time to get the full orchestration put together anyway..." he pondered.&nbsp; "Kyle, let's do it at my place...Em is right.&nbsp; Just have the guys work with my staff on setting the equipment by 3pm tomorrow.&nbsp; That should give us plenty of time to get Em's friend settled in and visit before lunch and then time to relax after our meal before we record," he nodded an appreciative smile toward his newfound love.&nbsp; She had the chops for this business, alright.<br><br>"And, Em, its no problem.&nbsp; I can get someone to meet Nate at the airport," he added before turning back to Kyle.<br><br>"Kyle, there is probably something else you should know, since you're manager for both of us.&nbsp; I offered Emily the chance to be on at least 4 of the upcoming recording's songs that we cut as a featured artist.&nbsp; Maybe more, the rate they're rolling off right now.&nbsp; And, well..." he paused, looking at Emily, not sure if she was ready to reveal their relationship to their manager, but thinking he ought to know for scheduling and booking purposes if nothing else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 14:47:50</strong>
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				Emily raised their laced hands to rest on the table, as if Kyle hadn't seen them holding hands when they walked in.&nbsp; "Rockstar and I are...in a relationship." She concluded.&nbsp; Dating just didn't seem big enough for what they had and she wasn't sure she was ready to confess her love to any but Anderson yet.&nbsp; "And I'd love to tell you it won't affect our music, but it does. In magnificent ways.&nbsp; Well, you were there when we recorded 'Broken'.&nbsp; The music just keeps getting better."&nbsp; By this point she had an absolutely silly, punch-drunk grin on her face. <br><br>A thought struck her and she turned to Anderson, "You know, as much as I hate it, I do have the software to synth the orchestration, at least for a cut to present to the execs.&nbsp; We can bring in live musicians for a full recording later." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 15:04:24</strong>
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				Leaving Kyle out of their artistic considerations, Anderson's heart warmed to Emily's creative genius.&nbsp; "Terrific.&nbsp; If we can get it all worked out this evening and tomorrow morning, we'll use it," turning to Kyle, "Better make sure we have full gear for recording, including something to run the track to sing over.&nbsp; Lets get this digitally processed and have the producers do their magic when we're done.&nbsp; Get it in the hands of the right people by the end of next week.&nbsp; Okay, Kyle?" Anderson, not quite asking, but rather demanding Kyle's acquiescence to his demand.<br><br>Kyle, sitting with a semi-stunned look on his face said, "Wait, did I hear Emily right?&nbsp; You two hooked up?&nbsp; After one damn recording you are in a relationship?" seeing PR potential written all over this for Emily, Kyle got both excited and a little nervous, "Wow, I guess we might want to call your publicist and get her working on a leak to the tabloids before an actual paparazzi spots you two and makes up something less than true, huh?"<br><br>"I think we want to keep ourselves to ourselves for a little while, first, Kyle," Anderson said, looking to Emily for her assurance before continuing, "We aren't together with the public...we're together.&nbsp; Give us a chance to build something before we start getting questions we're not ready for.&nbsp; If you want to have Jillian call the day after tomorrow, we can set something up for her to come over later and visit, but we're going to be entertaining Em's friend, Nathaniel, for a few days first," he said firmly.<br><br>Their dinner was set in front of them as they finished their salads, three plates of broiled salmon with a rice pilaf to complement the steamed veggies on the side.&nbsp; Kyle had taken the liberty to order their meals for them while he waited.&nbsp; Beginning their main course, Anderson looked to Emily, "How do you feel about visit with Jillian so she can prepare you for inevitable questions of poor taste from the reports that will eventually be stalking us, Em?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 18:32:35</strong>
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				"It wasn't just a hookup and it is certainly not a PR stunt." Emily sat up a serious expression falling over her features.&nbsp; "I don't have a publicist yet, but I know who I'd like to use and she is just waiting on my call.&nbsp; I don't want this splashed through the tabloids like I'm just a starlet screwing her way to success.&nbsp; There's so much more here than that." She looked at Anderson with a softer expression.<br><br>"You're right.&nbsp; I want time to build up what we have and get ourselves solid in it before we start answering too many questions."&nbsp; She looked back to Kyle.&nbsp; "Meeting with Jillian early and often might be smart.&nbsp; My temper is short and I want to be prepared for things that might get thrown at us or said about us.&nbsp; But there are...special considerations that will become more obvious tomorrow.&nbsp; And on that note," The serious expression fell over her again.&nbsp; "I want anyone aside from the three of, Nate and Edward who might be in the studio tomorrow to sign an ironclad NDA.&nbsp; &nbsp;When we jam, something happens and I do not want this to become a media storm before we're all prepared to go public with it.&nbsp; Also, I want to have a few single cut to follow 'Broken' before we go public with our relationship.&nbsp; Again, I want to stand on my own success and not look like I used Anderson." <br><br>Silently she thanks Nathaniel for preparing her to launch into a music career.&nbsp; He'd introduced her to a publicist with the skill to manage and spin reactions to her unique ability and he had been the one to give the ideas for managing how to introduce the wider world to what she could do.&nbsp; &nbsp;She now knew she owed him big. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 19:12:37</strong>
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				There business mostly concluded, the three engaged in animated conversation about their industry as they ate together while sipping wine.&nbsp; Several times the three friends laughed together over bits of gossip and and stories of past antics of other rock icons that Kyle had represented.&nbsp; Anderson's mind kept wandering back to the previous conversation, however, as they at.&nbsp; He continued to be solidly impressed with this young lady that fate had seemed content to all but lay in his lap.&nbsp; The way she stood up to Kyle and demanded her own publicist, as well as stating very clearly what would be expected of the NDA from all observers stunned him.&nbsp; He hadn't even thought of that, since his excitement had been causing him to rush into all sorts of other ideas.&nbsp; What a brilliant woman she was.&nbsp; All said, the meeting was a success and everyone left the table happy with the conclusion of their meal.<br><br>Getting up from the table, Anderson and Emily shook hands with Kyle before gathering up her bad and the balloon bouquet Anderson had given her.&nbsp; Carrying them both for her, he weaved his fingers with hers as they clasped hands and followed Kyle to the front entrance.&nbsp; Parting ways with him, they entered their limo and were on their way to the Seattle Art Museum, where, Kyle had informed them, an exhibit was underway honoring the life of the late Kurt Cobain.&nbsp; Anderson couldn't believe he forgot about it, and was happy they picked this day to go to the SAM.&nbsp; Since it was mid-week, he was hoping the crowds would be light so they could take their time.<br><br>Turning to Emily he said, "You continue to amaze me all the time.&nbsp; The way you talked to Kyle...that was outstanding.&nbsp; You really know what you're doing here.&nbsp; You're going to have a tremendous career, I think," with a slight nod of approval and admiration for one so young to be so wise in the business of their trade.&nbsp; Continuing, he asked, "So, do you like the balloons?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 19:28:19</strong>
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				"I love the balloons." She gushed.&nbsp; "Such a creative gift.&nbsp; And they won't wilt by tomorrow.&nbsp; I'm touched you remembered."&nbsp; She kissed him quickly on the cheek.&nbsp; "As far as knowing what to do about the music, Rockstar I've been working on getting my start for years.&nbsp; Nathaniel didn't just counsel me on my Muse ability, he sat me down with a lawyer and a publicist to go over what I'd be up against and the kinds of things I would need to consider.&nbsp; He is a friend and made sure I knew how to look out for myself."<br><br>She slid into the limo with him.&nbsp; "And standing up to Kyle is easy.&nbsp; The man is much too much like a teddy bear to his female clients.&nbsp; I'm not sure he's ever told me no." She laughed a little.&nbsp; "Also, I certainly don't want to do anything to hurt your career or put a tarnish on mine before it starts.&nbsp; I know I've got what it takes to be a great musician, star&nbsp; or not.&nbsp; I want my career to stand on my musical talent, not the fact that I fell in love with a well connected rocker." <br><br>They continued to chat as they went the short few blocks to the SAM.&nbsp; Anderson's hopes were granted and the crowds were light.&nbsp; Just a few school groups with kids too young to knew who Anderson or even Kurt Cobain which meant they could spend as much time as they wanted taking in the exhibit.&nbsp; Hours swept past them without notice as they discussed art, life and all the random things that came to mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 19:37:24</strong>
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				Wrapping up their time in the Cobain exhibit, Anderson was feeling more connected than ever to his new love.&nbsp; Marveling in the sway of her hips, the filament that sparked in his core when she laughed deeply at his jokes, and the way she was so at ease with him, unlike any number of one night stands he had endured awkward conversations with the following morning as they parted ways permanently.&nbsp; This was so much more.&nbsp; This was real and it was captivating his soul.<br><br>"I'm ready to head home and work out those orchestrations.&nbsp; While we're driving I can call the house and have them start preparing our dinner for us.&nbsp; What would you like to eat tonight, love?" he asked while wrapping his arm about her shoulder and drawing her close for short, affectionate kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 19:45:25</strong>
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				Emily felt light in a way she never had before. Her heart sang and she didn't think about her normal worries and fears.&nbsp; She was just there with Anderson and it felt spectacular. She very happily nuzzled up against him and stayed there after the kiss.<br><br>"You know what I would really love?&nbsp; Some homemade pasta.&nbsp; Spaghetti with meat sauce, garlic bread and a really good salad." She sighed happily.&nbsp; "I'm a carbaholic." She chuckled.&nbsp; "I have a deep love of Italian cuisine."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 20:03:45</strong>
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				Laughing at Emily's carboholic joke, Anderson acquiesced easily to her request.&nbsp; "Then homemade pasta and meat sauce, with garlic bread and salad it will be, my love," and he leaned down to kiss her again while they meandered their way to the museum's exit.&nbsp; <br><br>Leaving the SAM, they saw Edward waiting outside of the car, moving to open the door.&nbsp; Thanking him, the entered their coach and sat cuddled in the back seat.&nbsp; Anderson made his call to Felipe, his evening chef, and made his dinner request for the evening.&nbsp; Hanging up, he resumed his embrace of Emily as they shared more secrets of their past, continuing their <em>20 Random Things</em> game that was now approaching 50.&nbsp; Anderson cracked a joke at one point just to hear Emily's laughter again in his ears, telling her, "I like long walks on the beach, soft moonlight and cuddling," in an over-dramatic voice that oozed insincerity.&nbsp; He was rewarded for his efforts.<br><br>Arriving at home, they took a left from the main entry and Anderson showed Emily the formal dining area where he hosted larger gatherings.&nbsp; "This is the main dining room, it is not where we will eat tonight," he said with a smile.&nbsp; &nbsp;Looking across the hall, he pointed, "this will be our place to dine, my favorite room of the house."&nbsp; He proceeded to show her the table that stood in stark contrast to the plush surroundings she was accustomed to seeing.&nbsp; Instead of a dining set of any real value, there stood a simple melamine topped table in a retro 50s design, with worn grooves and part of the top worn through.&nbsp; The chairs were of the same style, aluminum frames with worn padded seats and backs, some with little tears in the vinyl coverings.&nbsp; "This is the dining room set from Gracie's house.&nbsp; I had to work to track it down after the estate sale, and fortunately it wasn't damaged beyond what we had done to it when I lived with her.&nbsp; I remember many good meals at this table, so I wanted to keep a piece of those memories with me when I moved in here.&nbsp; You like?" he asked with a nostalgic smile creeping into his expression.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 23:49:35</strong>
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				Emily was glad they weren't eating in the huge, formal dining room.&nbsp; Her fingertips brushed lovingly over the melamine top.&nbsp; "That may be the sweetest thing I have ever heard."&nbsp; Her hand come up to rest over her heart.&nbsp; "You really loved her." She remarked quietly remember the many, many dinners around a table she was an utter brat through.&nbsp; <br><br>She shook herself coming back to reality.&nbsp; "So all joking about soft moonlight, after putting in some hard work getting those background orchestrations right you want to go for a moonlight swim?"&nbsp; A glimmer of mischief sparkled in her eyes.&nbsp; "I love swimming.&nbsp; The weightless feeling and letting that just drift through my whole being as I unwind."&nbsp; She crossed back to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.&nbsp; "I should warn you though, I'm a bear when I'm trying to write music and I subsist on coffee and gummi bears." She laughed a little.&nbsp; "Probably why Nathaniel insisted I take Yoga and kick boxing." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 00:07:37</strong>
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				Laughing at her joke, Anderson pulled back a chair for her to be seated.&nbsp; "gummi bears it is, and coffee until we swim...and then swimming," he said as he pushed the intercom button on the wall.&nbsp; Coming back to where Emily was being seated, he helped her as she scooted her chair in to the table. <br><br>"Yez zir?" the reply came through the speaker.<br><br>"Felipe, we will be eating in the family dining area tonight.&nbsp; We are ready when you are," Anderson said.<br><br>"Vezy well zir, it zhall be az you dezire," Felipe replied.<br><br>"Felipe does a fantastic meat sauce...I can't wait for you to try it...I have no clue what he adds to it, but its better than anything you've ever tried," Anderson said in an animated fashion.&nbsp; He sat down adjacent to Emily, at the head of the table.&nbsp; As he sat he clasped his hands over hers and leaned in close, "I'm glad you're here, Em.&nbsp; I'm so glad you're here.&nbsp; I've not shared 1/10 of the things I've shared with you with anyone else...and I...I'm lost in your beauty.&nbsp; You are so gorgeous...and not just your body or your mind...it's something...else," he felt so lacking in words as he expressed his feelings to her.&nbsp; "I find you, in the most literal sense of the world, enchanting.&nbsp; Its like I'm a whole different me than I was the day before yesterday...you've come into my life and turned on this switch that I never even knew was there.&nbsp; I'm even being polite to everyone and I have no idea why.&nbsp; I've spent so long being moody and sullen...my staff must think you slipping me some good roofies," he chuckled amusement at his own joke.<br><br>Before Emily could respond, servants came through the entry and laid out the place settings and salad for their meal.&nbsp; Rather than having them serve dinner, Anderson took the tongs to serve Emily until she told him it was enough, and then served his own.&nbsp; Sitting down, he looked at her, and said, "what are you feeling, Em, what's going through your mind right now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:11:40</strong>
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				She blushed furiously at his compliments.&nbsp; Emily finished the bite of salad she was chewing and took a sip of her water before answering him.&nbsp; "What am I feeling and thinking right now?" She mused.&nbsp; "I'm not sure I can really put words to it, Rockstar.&nbsp; On the inside I'm coming unglued at the chance to record with you, with your band, the stuff we've been writing.&nbsp; The insecure part of me is scared everyone else will hate it.&nbsp; But over shadowing all of that is this feeling in my heart and soul.&nbsp; I, I don't even think love is the right word.&nbsp; But you're in me, Baby, soul deep.&nbsp; And for the first time in my life I don't want to run and I think that scares me more then when I <em>do</em> want to run."&nbsp; <br><br>She paused to take a breath.&nbsp; "I feel like any minute I might wake up to discover this all some dream or some horribly mean joke.&nbsp; I don't want that at all.&nbsp; I want take walks with you and laugh with you and open myself up to you." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:24:29</strong>
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				Anderson found himself wrapped up in what Emily was saying, so much that he felt the words she said, rather than hearing them.&nbsp; There was an air of palpable tension in the air as he took Emily's hand in his and squeezed it gently.&nbsp; "There will be plenty of time for walks and and laughter.&nbsp; I only ask you to help me know you."<br><br>As their conversation finished their second course arrived, a heaping bowl of homemade spaghetti mixed with linguini, and a massive pot of meat sauce...plenty to feed an army.&nbsp; Anderson was sure the kitchen staff over prepared for their own dinner as well and he didn't mind.&nbsp; This was an appropriate time for all to feast.&nbsp; Scooping up some pasta and putting it on a clean plate, he ladled several portions of meat sauce on top of the pasta.&nbsp; The sauce was more meat than sauce, with visible mushrooms, green peppers, onions, oregano, basil, and freshly diced tomatoes.&nbsp; The savory aroma of the sauce was enough to make Anderson close his eyes in reverie before placing it in front of Emily.&nbsp; "There you are, the very best meat sauce you will ever have.&nbsp; Enjoy," he said to her.<br><br>Inviting the servants to leave, Anderson continued his conversation, "Now, as we eat, lets share something different...what is the naughtiest, dirtiest, thing you've ever done.&nbsp; Either alone, or with a man?" he was curious to know this, and had been pondering it off and on in the midst of his more lighthearted moments of enjoyment with her.&nbsp; Wondering how that laughter might sound in a different setting, doing different things.&nbsp; Guessing at what might lurk behind the glint of her eyes when her thoughts turned very dirty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:37:08</strong>
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				Emily had been taking a bite of the spaghetti as his asked his question.&nbsp; Before she could stop herself she groaned at how good the spaghetti was.&nbsp; "OH MY GOD!" Her eyes were wide.&nbsp; "That's the best plate of comfort food spaghetti I've ever had."&nbsp; She swore to herself that bottled spaghetti sauce would never again cross her lips.&nbsp; &nbsp;She chewed a few more bites thinking over his question. <br><br>"You're probably going to think this pretty mundane, given your tastes, but the naughtiest thing I've ever done would have to be losing my virginity to the one of the alter boys at the Catholic church my adoptive parents made me attend.&nbsp; I was sixteen, he was seventeen.&nbsp; I had snuck out of the house, again, and ended up at the church, not really sure why.&nbsp; I made my way into the building through an open basement building.&nbsp; I guess he had forgotten to go prep things for Sunday, but he was there quite late.&nbsp; He asked me to help him and one thing led to another.&nbsp; The next thing you know we're making it on the alter by candle light." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:41:52</strong>
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				He sat in stunned silence for a few moments just staring at her, unable to chew his food.&nbsp; Suddenly he burst out in uproarious laughter, nearly falling out of his chair.&nbsp; "Holy-fucking-shit!!!!" he exclaimed, forgetting his usually very good manners during dinner.&nbsp; He had a good long belly laugh before he could compose himself enough to speak again, but when he did, all he could out was, "IN a CHURCH?&nbsp; ON the FUCKING ALTAR?&nbsp; Oh my God and I thought I was going to hell!!!!" and again his laughter overtook him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:47:45</strong>
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				She laughed with him, it wasn't the reaction she had been expecting, but looking back now she was able to laugh at the event.&nbsp; "Yeah, he said about a trillion 'Hail Mary's' after.&nbsp; I got dressed and left." She shrugged.&nbsp; "So mister laugh hysterically at my very irreverent fist time, how'd you lose the big V?" She looked at him over her glass of wine. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 02:03:37</strong>
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				Continuing to giggle through a bite of pasta and sauce, Anderson appeared to sober slightly as he thought about his first time.&nbsp; His first time...oh, he supposed he had to get it over with sooner or later..."Well, keep in mind, I was a horny little bastard when I was young.&nbsp; I mean - perpetual hard-on, couldn't keep me down, horny.&nbsp; There was this very sweet young, early 20s or so, English teacher at my school.&nbsp; EVERY boy in school talked about how hot she was, how she was really flirting with them.&nbsp; I was in the class, I saw her, she never flirted with anyone.&nbsp; But...one day she did ask me to stay behind after class.&nbsp; She made some bullshit story up about how this poetry assignment we were working on seemed to be giving me trouble.&nbsp; She knew and I knew that was utter and complete nonsense.&nbsp; I had gotten A's in English ever since Middle School and she had my permanent file so I wasn't fooled.&nbsp; So, I said, 'I really don't understand what you're talking about...I'm doing fine with the assignment.&nbsp; There's like four or five other guys that are really struggling though if you want me to let you know who they are.'&nbsp; She just looked at me as her face flushed, I mean BEET-fuckin'-RED and started to stammer, but...I...uh...well...see...," he laughed at his own recollection.&nbsp; <br><br>"So, I sat my bag down and said, 'Look, why don't you just tell me what you want to talk to me about, we both know this excuse is bullshit.'&nbsp; And THAT'S when the floodgates opened.&nbsp; In whispered tones she told me how her fiancé was cheating on her, how she had been so impressed by my writing during the school year and how she had recently been thinking about me when she was doing the deed with her old man.&nbsp; Now it was my turn for my face to turn red.&nbsp; But, in a world CLASS recovery from my embarrassment, I said, 'Well, Mrs. Jones, what do <span class="bbc_u">you</span> want to do about these feelings you've been having?' while I put my hand on her wrist and hand.&nbsp; She turned to me, and I swear, I have never seen a more perverted look in another persons' eyes in my entire life.&nbsp; We didn't do the deed there, but we made arrangements to meet at a hotel room across town that night.&nbsp; It was a game night, so all the school would be there, and not looking after us," he took another bite of food and swallowed some wine as he continued to animatedly entertain Emily with his story.<br><br>"Well, that night, I go to this hotel room.&nbsp; She's there, I kind of tried to act all cool and suave and had no clue what I was doing.&nbsp; When we started kissing and making out, I swear I almost freaked at touching a naked breast for the first time...so, yeah...I was hot for teacher.&nbsp; She popped my cherry...in more ways than one, actually..." he trailed off, taking another bite of food.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 02:55:13</strong>
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				Emily continued to eat, savoring each bite as she listened to his story.&nbsp; "First time with an older woman and now you're robbing the cradle." She teased.&nbsp; Emily wasn't entirely surprised by his story, somehow she had expected his first to be an older woman.&nbsp; He continued to ask questions finding out she was more irreverent than kinky.&nbsp; Emily hadn't had nearly enough wine though to tell him any of her fantasies and before he could ask they'd finished eating and she suggested heading into the studio.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily got her laptop set up and pulled out the cable that would let her record the guitar part straight into her computer.&nbsp; A gift from Nathaniel about a year ago.&nbsp; She checked her tuning and looked up at Anderson, "What do you think?&nbsp; Key of E minor into G major or B minor into D major?&nbsp; Both are okay keys for me.&nbsp; What's good for you?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 02:58:23</strong>
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				"E minor - that hits my sweet spot every time," he responded.&nbsp; "Ready when you are."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 03:10:37</strong>
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				Emily nodded.&nbsp; She started playing their song, watching Anderson as they sang.&nbsp; She smiled and again the room was awash with light, at least until they finished laying down the guitar and vocals.&nbsp; It took them a solid three hours of going over and over the song before the orchestrations made them both happy.&nbsp; Or at least made Anderson happy. <br><br>Emily sat going over the orchestrations for the zillionth time and making a frustrated noise at one section that while great didn't quite sit right with her.&nbsp; She made a frustrated growling noise her fingers working over the keys, headphones on.&nbsp; Her foot tapped to the rhythm and while she was aware of Anderson there it was just barely at this point as she tried to make the passage perfect. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 03:15:58</strong>
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				Observing her work so diligently, he wanted to comfort her in her frustration when he remembered the gummi bears and coffee were a requirement.&nbsp; He departed from the room for a brief moment and came back with steaming mug of joe with 2 sugars in it, and a package of gummi bears.&nbsp; Sitting them next to Emily he touched her shoulder to get her attention for a moment.&nbsp; "Maybe this would help, sweetheart.&nbsp; Take a little break and come at it fresh in a minute, ok?"<br><br>He really was internally amused at her preoccupation with this one place in the song.&nbsp; The orchestration wasn't what was going to make this a hit, it was what it would do to people when they heard it.&nbsp; The question they both had was whether the effect would be the same on playback from a recording or over the radio.&nbsp; This theory was so far untestable for them.<br><br>Taking a gummi bear for himself, Anderson chewed while Emily sat pondering.&nbsp; "I can see why you like these," he said, "anything else I can do to help?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 03:23:41</strong>
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				Emily started when he tapped her shoulder.&nbsp; She dropped the headphones down around her neck and accepted the coffee cup.&nbsp; "You're a prince."&nbsp; She sighed and pushed her hair back.&nbsp; Emily sipped the coffee and smiled.&nbsp; "I know it's good, but I want it to be perfect." She explained.&nbsp; "I'm a perfectionist, to a fault." <br><br>She ate a few gummi bears.&nbsp; "If you're really happy with what we've got then the best thing you can do for both of us is drag me out of her.&nbsp; I really will work continuously until I think the whole thing is perfect." She cocked her head at him, "Wait?&nbsp; You can see why I like these, are you telling me that was your first gummi bear? <em>EVER?</em>" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 03:27:29</strong>
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				Anderson grinned, "Guilty as charged," he said throwing up his hands in mock surrender to the gummi bear police.&nbsp; "I'm not much of a candy guy.&nbsp; I eat chocolate once in awhile, but, eh, never got a sweet tooth."<br><br>Considering her earlier comment, he went to her then and took the headphones from her lap and laid them atop the keyboard and took her hand to lead her away from the practice room.&nbsp; "Bring the gummi bears," he said at the last minute, pointing to the sack left by the computer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 03:33:51</strong>
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				"How does one go through life without eating gummi bears though?&nbsp; I mean they're, like, the quintessential kid candy."&nbsp; She stretched back and grabbed the bag of bears.&nbsp; Emily eyed the headphones.&nbsp; <em>No.&nbsp; Anderson would tell you if it was sub par.&nbsp; Go with him.</em> She ordered herself.&nbsp; Emily walked along with him, looking back over her should a couple times before really letting it go.&nbsp; <br><br>"So where are we going?" She asked before biting the head off another gummi bear.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 03:43:22</strong>
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				"Swimming!" he said.&nbsp; "Isn't that what you wanted for our evening?" he asked without waiting for her answer.&nbsp; Leading her to his room he started undressing as soon as they closed the doors.&nbsp; "We don't need suits...c'mon," he said while grabbing a couple of towels by the door on his way out, hoping Emily would be hot on his tail.<br><br>Losing his last few stitches of clothing, he dove in and swam to the far end of the pool.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 03:52:59</strong>
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				Emily started losing clothes just moments after he had.&nbsp; She tossed the gummies on a table by the pool and did a shallow dive into the water, not knowing how deep the water was.&nbsp; Goosebumps raced along her body as it registered the cooler water.&nbsp; Air bubbles trailed away from her as she swam most of the length of the pool under water.&nbsp; She surfaced near Anderson with a smile as the water sheeted down over her shoulders.&nbsp; She put her feet down finding they were in water shallow enough stand, in fact when she stood to her full height the water failed to reach her breast.&nbsp; Her body displayed nipples already puckered from the shock of cold when she'd hit the water. <br><br>"Amazing." She whispered.&nbsp; "The pool is out in the sun all day and yet the water is cool enough to be quite refreshing."&nbsp; She splashed him a little.&nbsp; "Thanks, I needed this." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 03:58:58</strong>
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				Looking back over his shoulder as Emily dove into the pool, Anderson was glad when he saw her surface so close to him.&nbsp; Keeping his feet up a bit so he could tread the water, he was pleasantly surprised when she stood up to her full height to reveal the effects of the cool water on her supple, young body.&nbsp; His mouth began to water...damn he couldn't remember the last time he was this...oh, yeah...not so long ago.&nbsp; The memories of his heroine induced euphorias came flooding back through his mind and sobered him for a moment.<br><br>Shaking himself free from his thoughts he said, "All a part of my master plan," he said with wild-wide eyes and rubbing his hands together in a creepy fashion before reaching with clawed fingers toward her breasts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 04:07:39</strong>
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				"Master plan huh?" She chuckled and didn't back down from him.&nbsp; Instead she stepped towards him with a wicked grin.&nbsp; "Where were you just now?" She asked brushing his wet hair away from his face.<br><br>Emily wanted to play, god did she want to play, but she also wanted to know what Anderson was thinking.&nbsp; She had noticed several times before he seemed to be elsewhere for a few beats.&nbsp; She loved the way his eyes shown in the moonlight and watched them as she waited for his answer. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 04:18:24</strong>
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				Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Anderson shared with her his inner demons.&nbsp; "I was thinking about how truly turned on I am by you, how we just made love this morning and I'm ready for an all-nighter now, the multiple times we 'shagged,'' he changed the inflection of his voice for emphasis while grinning at Emily, "last night and I was kind of reflecting and asked myself, 'When was the last time you felt this...' but then I stopped the question in my head because I remembered when."<br><br>Pain was etched across Anderson's face as he retraced his struggle with heroine addiction; how a former manager had gotten him hooked when he realized the creative edge it gave Anderson.&nbsp; He recounted the three times he nearly died from an overdose, and how on the last time, it was Edward who had saved his life by performing CPR and getting the ambulance there before he expired.&nbsp; "That last time really scared the hell out of me.&nbsp; I think Ed told me in the hospital that my heart stopped like 3 times.&nbsp; The doctors said I had severely damaged my veins in my arms and that any future drug use&nbsp; would likely kill me.&nbsp; Of course they said it with a very detached feel to their voice...which made the information that much more difficult to handle," he said.&nbsp; "The best and worst part is that I remember the feeling, at the peak of the high, it was like orgasming...and actually fucking WHILE on crank...that was like sex on another planet.&nbsp; So, being the horny bastard I am, I have a dual draw to the white dragon...she gets me up, and she gets me off," he concluded with a smirk.<br><br>"So, that's my dark side...pretty fucked up, huh?" he asked her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 04:41:00</strong>
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				Emily listened, compassion and concern etched on her face.&nbsp; Less than forty-eight hours and already she wasn't sure what she'd do if she lost him to addiction.&nbsp; Fear and anger boiled through her as he concluded.&nbsp; "I'd like to ring the neck of the manager that got you hooked on that shit." She said in a dangerously low tone.&nbsp; Her voice softened as she continued.&nbsp; "What's fucked up is that someone would do that to you knowing what it costs people.."&nbsp; She brushed hair away from his face as she looked down into his haunted eyes.&nbsp; "I don't want to be just another drug for you." She said softly. <br><br>"I want to help you be better.&nbsp; And if helping you fight off the urge to use means giving my body to you repeatedly then it's a fate I will just have to suffer." She chuckled a bit. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 05:17:03</strong>
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				Smiling, Anderson looked into Emily's eyes as he said, "You'd have a hard time catching him.&nbsp; That dude got put away for possession back in 2000, and got killed within 6 months," he paused.&nbsp; "I wrestle with my feelings with you, Em.&nbsp; I mean, you affect me more strongly than heroine ever did, and in a sense I find myself addicted to you...but I don't have to kill myself to be with you, so is the mind association between the two really that bad?&nbsp; Damn, I'm a fucked up mess," he said as he reached for Emily.&nbsp; <br><br>Drawing her in close, he laid his head on her shoulder as they embraced.&nbsp; Wanting her warmth in the midst of the cool water, he began to weep for his losses, for his near total self-destruction.&nbsp; The Cobain exhibit effected him earlier that day.&nbsp; He didn't know it at the time, but now, crying like a little baby in the arms of the woman he loved, he found himself remembering the sadness the music world experienced at Kurt's death.&nbsp; Such a tragic loss of a phenomenal talent.<br><br>"A part of me wants to get lost in you, Em.&nbsp; But I know that's not totally right.&nbsp; I think...I think I am trying to find myself in you...or a part of me, anyway."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 05:30:18</strong>
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				Emily held him close, her fingers stroking gently over his back.&nbsp; Her own tears fell with his, she couldn't hold them in.&nbsp; His pain sliced through her as she held him.&nbsp; She hummed "Hallelujah" to him once more as she wrapped her head around what he was saying. <br><br>"I'll help you find yourself any way I can." She promised.&nbsp; "I find myself searching for the same in you.&nbsp; Wanting to let you fill those dark voids in my heart."&nbsp; She leaned her head against his, nuzzling him.&nbsp; "And you're really no more fucked up than I am." She whispered.&nbsp; "I can fuck a man without trusting him.&nbsp; Ask for my trust and my first reaction is to bolt.&nbsp; By the way, thank you for not allowing me to bolt last night." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 06:35:21</strong>
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				Anderson nodded into her shoulder and chest, he clutched to her body as she held him tight.&nbsp; Long moments passed as his tears and pain drained out of him, the years of regret dissipated through her tender care for his soul.&nbsp; He slowly began to compose himself, not pulling away, but, somehow getting even closer to Emily as their souls knitted to one another in that moment.&nbsp; Kissing her softly, he said, "What is this?&nbsp; I never tell anyone half of this shit, but you...you draw it out of me.&nbsp; I've bared my soul to you, just like you've done with me some...which, by the way, HOT!" he said with a joking smile on his face, he drew her to his lips for a kiss.<br><br>"Tell me, Em.&nbsp; Tell me where your pain is."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 15:23:47</strong>
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				She chuckled a little into the kiss.&nbsp; As it ended she nestled her head beneath his chin.&nbsp; Her arms wrapped a little tighter around him.&nbsp; "My pain?" She whispered softly and took a shuddering breath.&nbsp; "My pain is all the people that walk out of my life.&nbsp; The only thing that's never changed about my life is the feeling that no body wants me." She began to cry.&nbsp; "I learned to leave before I could be left by age fourteen."<br><br>Emily picked her head up to look into Anderson's eyes.&nbsp; "Just before I got adopted I wanted to know about my birth parents, I mean, everyone has to have them right?&nbsp; What I found out is that my parents didn't even take me to an orphanage or a church, I was abandoned in the hospital hours after my birth.&nbsp; I was in and out of foster homes though I tried to be a 'good girl' so they would keep me.&nbsp; When that didn't work I tried anything to get attention." She swiped at the hot tears running down her face.&nbsp; She hated to cry in front of anyone, to appear weak or vulnerable.&nbsp; "I hate crying in front of people." She muttered.&nbsp; "My adoptive parents were good to me, but as puberty struck and hormones hit the alpha female side of me conflicted with the alpha female in my mom.&nbsp; Her OCD batted against my clutter nature.&nbsp; We were fighting pretty much all the time.&nbsp; So rather than let her kick me out, I ran.&nbsp; And I've been running ever since." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 15:56:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening quietly as she spoke, Anderson outstretched his hand to catch the tears flowing down her cheek.&nbsp; This tender moment was captured in his memory as he brought his lips to her cheek to kiss away her tears.&nbsp; They continued to be together - clutching to one another tightly for sometime.&nbsp; Anderson had a thought, and said, "Wait right here, okay?" and not waiting for a response took off swimming to the other side of the pool.&nbsp; Getting out and grabbing a few gummi bears, he popped them in his mouth and dove back in.&nbsp; Swimming back to Emily he surfaced as he came close and opened his lips, revealing the candy he had just fetched for her to cheer her.<br><br>Coming out of the water, Anderson took her face in his hands and drew her in for a kiss.&nbsp; Their lips parting, he turned loose of two gummi bears as they ended the kiss giggling and laughing.&nbsp; Wading to the side of the pool where the steps were, they sat&nbsp; on the lowest surface, with Emily in his lap.&nbsp; Still clinging to one another, they continued their kiss as they finished chewing their gummi bears, laughing and teasing - the moment for tears had ended with his gesture.&nbsp; <br><br>Growing a bit more sober, Anderson said, "I will always bring you gummi bears," as he kissed her again, this time letting his lips trail down her chin to her neck and collar bone.&nbsp; Feeling her heart race, he whispered again, "I will <em>always</em> bring you gummi bears."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 16:08:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A new kind of tears misted in her eyes.&nbsp; This time they were healing tears.&nbsp; He'd said volumes to her heart by his actions, stealing away the hurt and pain and fear replacing it with love and knitting together a stronger trust in him.&nbsp; She caught his face in her hands and lifted it so he looked at her.<br><br>"Rockstar..." she whispered.&nbsp; "You...god why can't I put the words together?&nbsp; What you did for me last night, keeping me by your side, holding me. I-it spoke volumes so much more than empty words.&nbsp; It's why I called Nate while you were still sleeping.&nbsp; It's scary giving my heart to someone but I want you to have it."&nbsp; Her lips met his in a slow kiss.&nbsp; Emily's hands moved to tangle in his hair as she shifted to straddle him.&nbsp; When the kiss broke she sighed happily and nipped at his lower lip playfully.&nbsp; "I want you to be the one to bring me gummi bears and wipe away my tears.&nbsp; I want to learn to give you more than my music and my tears.&nbsp; I want to be the one you let care for you, love you and help you chase away your demons." <br><br>Her heart hammered in her chest as she waited for him to say something.&nbsp; She chewed her lower lip and searched his eyes for any hint at what he was thinking and feeling. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 16:22:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson could think of no more words, except the four he had yet to speak to her, the four that he kept pushing aside, feeling it would push her away.&nbsp; He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.&nbsp; Stealing himself, he looked into her eyes and tried again, "Emily, I love you. I love you.&nbsp; I love you.&nbsp; I want nothing else but your love in return.&nbsp; I love you, Em." he said as he kissed her softly, as he guided her chin so their mouths could meet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 16:41:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the words tumbled from his lips everything else dropped away.&nbsp; She didn't just hear them, they cocooned around her, filled her and warmed her.&nbsp; Everything else fell away as their lips met.&nbsp; Gone were the night sounds of crickets and the breeze that rusted in the trees.&nbsp; She could no longer feel the water sliding silkily around them, just the most wonderful warmth and feeling of safety.&nbsp; "I love you, Anderson." She barely whispered between kisses.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Time stretched on without notice as she continued to kiss him.&nbsp; It grew from simple expression into passion.&nbsp; A song began to build in her, moving her whole being.&nbsp; Her hips began to rock against him in the slow rhythm. <br><br>"My heart beats only for you<br>Too many years spent all alone<br>too many tears fallen in fear<br>Take my love and make me new" <br><br>The words were whispered against his lips, her voice quiet and shy.&nbsp; Emily had never found her own lyrics before and her lips trembled as the few words spilled out.&nbsp; Blue light, being over taken by aqua grew around them.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 17:05:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling the rhythm of her movements and tasting the melody she sang, Anderson added to her verse with a soft chorus:<br><br><em>I'm yours, take me and hold me<br>I'm yours, love me and keep me<br>I'm yours, I want to be lost in your arms<br>I'm yours, I'm yours</em><br><br>Feeling the thrum of violins and cellos in his mind, Anderson heard the lead guitar harmonies and the soft beats of the drums in the background...it was all coming together in front of him easily.&nbsp; And so he continued:<br><br><em>My soul longs to be one with you<br>Too long apart and I don’t know what I should do<br>I’m fallen and broken so<br>Take my pieces and make me new<br><br>I'm yours,</em><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 17:18:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"...take me and hold me<br>I'm yours, love me and keep me<br>I'm yours, I want to be lost in your arms<br>I'm yours, I'm yours" <br><br>Orange light, that of her desire, threaded through the aqua.&nbsp; She gasped as a spike of desire ran through as they repeated the chorus again. <br><br>"I'm yours, take me and hold me<br>I'm yours, love me and keep me<br>I'm yours, I want to be lost in your arms<br>I'm yours, I'm yours"<br><br>Her lips fell against his once more as the soft notes of their song faded.&nbsp; Her hands moved down over his body, grasping, needy.&nbsp; "I need you, Anderson..." She whimpered against his lips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 17:42:31</strong>
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				"I'm yours," he responded.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 18:08:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily's hands moved down his chest, seeking the answer to question of whether or not he was aroused as she was&nbsp; and to her delight she discovered he was.&nbsp; Without preamble she guided his thick cock into her aching, slick folds.&nbsp; "Awww hell..." She placed her feet flat on the step he sat on and raised herself up as his hands drifted over her skin. <br><br>She sank down again slowly as he gripped her hips.&nbsp; It was torturous to move this slow, but she wanted this moment to last.&nbsp; She leaned forward to capture his lips in a deep kiss, moaning into it as their bodies came together again.&nbsp; She braced her hands on Anderson's shoulders, her nails digging in just slightly.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 19:56:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly entering her sex, their bodies merged while their souls entwined together.&nbsp; The feeling of her hips rolling beneath the water was an enticing advantage of their current position.&nbsp; Anderson was grateful he had optioned for the saline treated water in his pool, as opposed to the normal chlorine chemicals that could make sex in a pool uncomfortable the next day.<br><br>Feeling himself sliding in and out of her, Anderson was enthralled with their new found profession of love for one another, and the words of their song continued to pour off of his lips as he sang to her:<br><br><em>I'm yours, take me and hold me<br>I'm yours, love me and keep me<br>I'm yours, I want to be lost in your arms<br>I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours</em><br><br>Feeling these words have their desired effect on them both, he could feel the muscles within her begin to contract of their own accord as she glided smoothly.&nbsp; He moved his hands from her hips to her breasts and fondled them lovingly, feeling her tightly erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger.&nbsp; Pinching and rolling them about, he drew her closer to her climax as he kissed her deeply, breaking only to whisper with their lips still touching, "I love you so much...I'm yours, baby, I'm all yours."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 00:50:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily moaned against his lips.&nbsp; "I love you, Anderson.&nbsp; I'm all yours." She whispered as her pace sped.&nbsp; The more her pleasure grew, the faster her hips slammed against his.&nbsp; She began to understand what was meant by making love.&nbsp; This wasn't simply sex, it hadn't been between them from the beginning.&nbsp; It was so much more.&nbsp; The light around them intensified as the words of their song spilled from her lips against his neck and chest as she dropped kisses over his skin. <br><br>"My heart beats only for you<br>Too many years spent all alone<br>too many tears fallen in fear<br>Take my love and make me new"<br><br>Her orgasm struck as they hit the chorus, singing together in an echo fashion.&nbsp; One line sung then repeated by the other. <br><br>"I'm yours, take me and hold me<br>I'm yours, love me and keep me<br>I'm yours, I want to be lost in your arms<br>I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours"<br><br>She continued to move over him in her climax, each stroke fast, hard and deep, punctuated by a moan.&nbsp; "Yes Rockstar" she panted.&nbsp; "Yesyesohgod...ohfuckYES!" <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 01:18:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily's rapid movement, coupled with her cries of passion brought him to the brink of his own climax.&nbsp; Feeling it build within him as she was experiencing the waves of ecstasy rolling through her own body, Anderson enfolded her in his embrace, burying his head in Emily's breasts as he whispered, "I love you, Em...I love you..." and then it hit.&nbsp; Like a tidal wave, his orgasm flooded through his entire being, bringing him to bliss with his beloved as he came deeply inside of her, as she straddled.<br><br>Spent, the two lovers held each other, whispering affectionate words of love and tenderness as they continued to feel one another's skin and marvel in the glories of their flesh.&nbsp; Kissing, They rose out of the water as one and walked around the pool, taking the gummi bears with them to the bedroom.<br><br>Once inside, Anderson turned to Emily and kissed her and guided her down to the bed.&nbsp; Lying beside her, he nibbled at her ear and neck.&nbsp; Taking a gummi bear from the package, he played with it by dancing a little gummi bear dance across her belly, and up to the "bear mountains," where it climbed each peak.&nbsp; They laughed at his silliness, and stayed in each other's arms until sleep finally took them into its embrace.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 02:03:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When they woke in the morning they were both still twined together.&nbsp; Emily nibbled on Anderson's jaw to wake him.&nbsp; Again as he had the day before Anderson ordered them breakfast, which they shared in the morning sun on the deck by the pool.&nbsp; They sat so they'd be able to see the approach of limo that Ed had taken to get Nathaniel.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily practically bounced in her seat.&nbsp; She sat in a pair of pink cotton shorts and a white baby doll tee shirt.&nbsp; She picked at the bowl of fresh fruit that had been brought up too but she was too distracted and excited to eat.&nbsp; So many things had her all wound up, foremost among them was the first profession of love she had made in her young life.&nbsp; Her long brown hair was bound in a pony tail and fell over her shoulder as she cocked her head at Anderson. <br><br>"I love you" She must have said for the millionth time since the night before.&nbsp; "It just feels so good to say, finally, to someone.&nbsp; To have the words have some kind of meaning." She giggled.&nbsp; "And I began lyrics last night.&nbsp; Rockstar, there is definitely something amazing going on here." <br><br>And before Anderson could respond the limo pulled into sight and Emily bounced to her feet with a squeal.&nbsp; "C'mon!" She raced inside and through the house, her bare feet pounding on the marble.&nbsp; Edward was leading Nathaniel into the house as she reached the foyer.<br><br>"Nate!" The young woman shrieked as she launched herself into his arms.&nbsp; Nate caught her taking a staggering step back to keep from falling.&nbsp; He was easily a foot taller than she and looked a distinguished fifty with silver threaded through his black hair.&nbsp; He was of strong build with broad shoulders.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 02:18:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rounding the corner, Anderson saw Emily as she landed in Nate's arms.&nbsp; A twinge of jealousy hit him and passed away.&nbsp; <em>This is a father-figure, man...be cool</em>&nbsp; But Anderson was a bundle of nerves on the inside.&nbsp; He knew Emily respected this man, and so he wanted to make the best impression he could.&nbsp; <br><br>"Nathaniel, I'm Anderson Louter, I'm so happy to finally meet you," Anderson said in greeting Emily's mentor.&nbsp; He extended his hand to Nate to shake hands.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 02:26:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nate hugged Emily fiercely before setting her back on her feet.&nbsp; He shook Anderson's hand firmly.&nbsp; "Wonderful to meet you Mister Louter.&nbsp; I'm Nathaniel Blackwood, please call me Nate."&nbsp; A feeling passed through him and he new quickly why Emily couldn't control her gift with him.&nbsp; "Is there somewhere we can to chat?" He asked.<br><br>Emily moved around to Anderson's side and slipped her arm around him.&nbsp; "We were just having breakfast.&nbsp; Are you hungry?&nbsp; Do you mind if we finish our meal as we talk?&nbsp; God it's so good to see you again Nate." She beamed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 02:32:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Not really waiting for his answer, Anderson led them back through the master suite, the bed still a bit of a shambles from the night before, and out to the deck of the pool.&nbsp; Offering Nate the seat across from Anderson and next to Emily, they all sat and enjoyed their morning meal, which for Nate was well past his regular noon meal.&nbsp; Anderson spoke first after they began eating as he said, "Nate, I'm sure glad you are hear.&nbsp; We're actually going to record a song today here at the house and we wanted you to be with us when we do so you can...er, see what Emily was talking to you about.&nbsp; Its pretty amazing stuff.&nbsp; You can, of course plan on staying here as long as you are in town.&nbsp; The guest bedroom is the other direction from where you came in, but we'll show you all that later.&nbsp; I just want you to know that I'm so happy you were able to come so quickly, I've been looking forward to meeting you."<br><br>Anderson felt like he was tripping over his own words and decided that would be a good time to shut up and let the man speak, so he did.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 02:40:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm honored to be here and thank you for your hospitality."&nbsp; He smiled fondly at both of them.&nbsp; "I hope you don't me just diving right in here but there a few things I need to know before I can really tell you what's happening to Emily."<br><br>Emily for her part cocked her head at him curiously. "I knew you were the right one call."&nbsp; She let out a relieved sigh.&nbsp; "It's been amazing Nate.&nbsp; I don't feel like I'm losing control of my ability, but that my soul just wants to pour it out to him."<br><br>"And I believe there is a reason for that Little One."&nbsp; He chuckled and patted her arm.&nbsp; "You seem healthy enough still that I'm not worried."&nbsp; He looked to Anderson, "I am well aware that you are also an orphan, but what do know of your birth parents?&nbsp; If anything at all.&nbsp; It maybe helpful for me to know if my instincts are right." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 02:47:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson sat for a long while, reflecting on his memories and digging deep to see if he had any recollection of people in his life who had said anything to him about his birth-parents.&nbsp; Not recalling any, he gave what information he had.&nbsp; "When I was 12 I asked Grace Ann, my foster-mom about them.&nbsp; She did some looking into the situation for me, and all she could come up with was that I was left at the door of a fire station when I was about a week old.&nbsp; The firemen called in Child Services and I was in foster care my entire life.&nbsp; So, no, I don't know anything about them."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 02:52:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nate bit his lip and looked between them.&nbsp; "I want you both to answer this question and think carefully." He instructed them.&nbsp; "When you're making music together, what does it <em>feel</em> like?&nbsp; Not just what are you feeling emotionally, but deep down what does it feel like?&nbsp; In your very inner being."<br><br>Emily sat back&nbsp; in her chair looking thoughtful.&nbsp; She chewed her lip before answering him, "Like he can not only see, but touch my soul." She began.&nbsp; "Every molecule of my body sings for him, reaches out, offers to Anderson the music in me.&nbsp; The song takes on physical attributes.&nbsp; It's not just sound coming from instruments."&nbsp; She spoke passionately, watching Anderson the whole time.&nbsp; "It was like he stripped me bare of my physical shell to open up a well of music, creativity..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 02:56:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"...and passion," Anderson broke in.&nbsp; "It's all of what Emily said, Nate, plus it feels like all of my senses have been smashed together and I feel what I should be able to taste, hear what I should see and see what I should smell.&nbsp; The first time was so...it freaked me out," he said.<br><br>"But I think the thing that has struck me the deepest is that I feel that I am laid bare in front of Emily, that she can see through all the hype and bull-shit of being a performer, and knows me as me," Anderson added before growing quiet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 03:10:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"And you've told him what you are I assume?" The look he gave Emily was quite fatherly and he continued at her nod.&nbsp; "There was a prophesy, some years ago that in this century would be born a muse and descendant of Bragi, the Norse god of poetry and eloquence, who, if they found one another, would change the way all of humanity experienced music and poetry.&nbsp; I believe, Anderson, that you fit the bill." He looked at the man carefully.&nbsp; "There is very definitely something in you, about you.&nbsp; I also believe if you hadn't been messed up with drugs your gift would be more fully expressed.&nbsp; The idea that art is created better on drugs because they free your mind is a falsehood, as Emily is clearly evidence of." <br><br>Emily shifted in her seat a bit, her hand seeking out Anderson's.&nbsp; She could hardly believe what she was hearing. <br><br>"I'm not sure about the shagging bit of of things." He chuckled.&nbsp; "But hell, you're young.&nbsp; Have fun and experiment."<br><br>Emily's mouth opened shocked at his words.<br><br>"Oh stop looking at me like that Em.&nbsp; I'm British, not a prude.&nbsp; You said yourself you were shagging when you created an original work, get outside of your little box.&nbsp; With trust and the right partner bondage can be fun, sex can inspire a range of emotions.&nbsp; From what you told me his ideas are nothing that are going to harm you." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 03:14:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson sat with a triad of mixed emotions.&nbsp; <em>Did he just say god?&nbsp; Did he just tell Em to go crazy in bed?&nbsp; Did he just tell her to let me tie her up?</em>&nbsp; He couldn't believe the words when he heard them, and he was having a hard time comprehending them as he repeated them back to himself now.<br><br>"So, your saying this Bragi, guy, er...god of Norsemen is like...what?&nbsp; My dad?"&nbsp; Anderson asked in disbelief.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 03:22:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Father, grandfather, I can't really be sure.&nbsp; If the rumors and tabloids hold any shred of truth you're randy enough to be a demi-god."&nbsp; He chuckled.&nbsp; <br><br>"Wait, hold the phone, Nate."&nbsp; Emily found her voice.&nbsp; "You're telling me that Rockstar here is, like, part god and I should let him be depraved?&nbsp; Have his way with my body?"<br><br>"Turn your brain off a moment, Em."&nbsp; He met her eyes.&nbsp; "Do you love him?"<br><br>"Yes." She answered, "How did you--?"<br><br>"I just do." He sighed a very familiar frustrated sigh.&nbsp; "Then trust him.&nbsp; Experiment with the music, with whatever inspires the two of you to make that music."&nbsp; He looked over at Anderson, "Do you love her?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 03:23:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do," he responded with a nod.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 03:27:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good then." Nate smiled.&nbsp; "Emily, would you please excuse Anderson and I?&nbsp; I wold like to have a few words with him." <br><br>"Uh, okay.&nbsp; Sure." She frowned a bit.&nbsp; "I'll just, um, go shower." She rose from the table and kissed Anderson's cheek before leaving.&nbsp; She whispered in his ear, "If he asks, not too many details.&nbsp; Please."&nbsp; She wandered away from them not entirely certain she wanted to. <br><br>Nathaniel sat forward in his chair, elbows just off the edge of the table, his forearms resting on it.&nbsp; He stared at Anderson for a few moments and waited for the bathroom door to close before he asked,&nbsp; "When the two of you go to that place where the music comes does it feel like she pulls it from you too?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 03:45:53</strong>
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				Anderson wrestled with the question for awhile before he spoke.&nbsp; When he opened his mouth to answer, he said, "When it first starts, its like I'm being opened up beyond my control...and then its this inner-willingness I have to...let myself be open.&nbsp; Then, yeah, its like theres a string attached to my insides and I'm being drawn.&nbsp; And once it starts, Nate, I can't control where it goes.&nbsp; The words - the music - that comes me, it has this strange combination of being something I can tangibly feel, see, smell and taste all before I speak it...and totally outside of my thinking about it, too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:00:04</strong>
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				Nate nodded and his smile grew.&nbsp; "You're a lucky man Anderson Louter." He sat back, his fingers drumming on his khaki clad knee.&nbsp; "What you are doing with Emily seems to be mutual.&nbsp; Neither one of you is in danger of hurting the other with it so long as it remains mutual.&nbsp; Another reason the smack hurt you.&nbsp; It wasn't a mutual draw, it was an over draw, aside from the health issues of the drug.&nbsp; What you and Emily have though, what you make together, I was serious when I said you two will change how humanity experiences music."<br><br>He paused a moment to let that sink in.<br><br>"I honestly can't wait to witness it later.&nbsp; I know how amazing Emily is all on her own."&nbsp; His expression grew serious now, a very fatherly tone settling over his voice.&nbsp; "Be good to her, Anderson.&nbsp; Make her take breaks too; girl's a work-a-holic.&nbsp; Most importantly, she's precious.&nbsp; Not just for what she can give the world, but personally, to me.&nbsp; And if she can stop being scared, if you can continue to work your way into her trust, she has an incredible capacity to love."<br><br>He watched Anderson a moment before he laughed and added, "Oh and she's a wickedly flexible little number." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:03:20</strong>
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				Laughing a bit, Anderson queried, "Flexible, eh?"&nbsp; curious as to what he meant exactly.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:07:48</strong>
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				"She was very adept at Yoga.&nbsp; I made her take classes while I trained her.&nbsp; Helped tremendously with her concentration and attention span.&nbsp; Watching television and movies she used to sit in a split leaning forward onto her elbows." She shrugged.&nbsp; "I assure you I never put her flexibility to the test.&nbsp; Just admired a strong young woman doing yoga." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:20:45</strong>
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				Anderson laughed at this last comment.&nbsp; "I never thought you did, man.&nbsp; I just wanted to know how you knew."&nbsp; <br><br>The two continued to chat a few minutes before Anderson asked him about his heritage.&nbsp; "Nate, tell me about this Bragi character.&nbsp; He's supposed to be good with words...but...wh...what the fuck was he doing leaving me out here as an orphan if I am his descendent?&nbsp; I mean, that was a pretty fucked up way to have to grow up.&nbsp; And don't even get me started on Emily...she had a similar beginning.&nbsp; Do these gods," and here he made a slight inflection of his tone to indicate his disbelief in their entire existence, "even care about what's going on here, or...I dunno...maybe you just need to give me an owners manual or something," Anderson finished a bit exasperated with this new revelation of his possible heritage.&nbsp; There was no way he would be able to ever verify what he was saying...but it provided an explanation for what was happening, and that's what he really wanted to know.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:31:10</strong>
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				"The gods are..." He searched for the right word.&nbsp; "They're heartless if you think about it too much.&nbsp; They get bored, some mortal catches their eyes and they come down here in some flesh and bones body to get their jollies.&nbsp; I hate that you and Emily had to grow up the way you did.&nbsp; You've had the pleasure of meeting Emily past her darkest hour.&nbsp; The only reason her body doesn't bear the scars of those hours is because she was never alone during her training.&nbsp; I can only wish someone had else had come to you and known you for who you are."&nbsp; His expression was one of genuine remorse and concern.&nbsp; "No matter your feeling on the truth of what might be going on here, something is going on here and it's big.&nbsp; Bigger than you or Emily or the whole the pair of you make." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:37:27</strong>
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				Minutes passed into hours as they sat and visited.&nbsp; A short time into their conversation Emily poked her head out to see if she could rejoin them, to which Nate waved her up to the deck.&nbsp; They laughed and visited until close to 2:30 when Anderson let them know they needed to get ready to record.<br><br>Rising from the table, he asked Nate, "Can I show you to your room so you can get settled before we start?&nbsp; You're very close to the practice room."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 04:49:34</strong>
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				"That would be lovely, thank you." Nate agreed and rose to follow them.&nbsp; It warmed his heart to see Emily relaxed and truly connecting to someone.&nbsp; <br><br>While Nate got settled Emily went ahead to the studio to get everything set up and give the technician the track with orchestrations they'd made the previous night.&nbsp; She was moving and speaking with so much energy she was sure she wouldn't need caffeine to make it through the recording session and she waited anxiously for Anderson and Nate to join them.&nbsp; As requested the NDA's were waiting for her approval before being signed.&nbsp; She reviewed them carefully before giving said go ahead. <br><br>Emily tuned her guitar and played with a few rhythms while she waited anxiously.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 16:37:33</strong>
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				After showing Nate to his room, Anderson double checked with everyone to make sure all the requested equipment had arrived and was working properly.&nbsp; At about 10 minutes before their scheduled time to record, Kyle walked through the front door.&nbsp; Anderson greeted him and walked him to the studio, knocking on Nate's door to let him know they were ready to begin as they passed his room.<br><br>As the three men entered the studio, Anderson showed them to their seats and went to Emily.&nbsp; Touching her shoulder he said, "Are we all ready baby?" as he took his place next to her to sing and record their first original cut.&nbsp; Anderson looked at his hands...they were shaking.&nbsp; He had never been this nervous before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 16:56:48</strong>
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				Emily looked up at him with a nervous and shy smile.&nbsp; "Ready as I'm gonna be I guess." She set her guitar aside, knowing the background music was all already laid down.&nbsp; She took a deep breath and reached over to take one of Anderson's shaking hands.&nbsp; Her own shook with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.&nbsp; She turned to look up at him and whispered, "I never thought I'd be recording a song of my own making, thank you Rockstar.&nbsp; Thank you for what you give me." A bright smile lit her face before she kissed him softly. <br><br>The technician's voice came over the intercom, "We're ready when you are Mister Louter, Miss Sawyer." <br><br>Emily jumped a bit.&nbsp; "I guess we should put the headphones on then." She chuckled.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 17:08:03</strong>
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				Smiling at her tender words, Anderson whispered, "I love you, Em...let's make music," as he reached for his headphones and placed them over his head.<br><br>As the orchestration and lead guitar peeled through the beginning movement of their song, he was taken up in the ecstasy of their first moment together.&nbsp; Feeling the rush of anticipation and arousal he felt in that moment, the last measure before the first verse began and he took a breath as he prepared to sing.<br><br><em>Waking from this dream we’re in, I hear you breathing,</em><br><br>His mind began to spin as he opened his eyes, the room's color scheme began to shift from the soft halogens to a glowing yellow-whiteness, and he had no problem remembering lyrics as they were freshly in the air around him again.&nbsp; He felt and experienced the song as much as he sang it.<br><br><em>Knowing the pain I used to always feel, I see you’re hurting,</em><br><br>Their talks of their past weaved through his being, reminding him not only of his pain, but of the healing his beloved had brought to bear on his suffering.&nbsp; Feeling warmed, he continued:<br><br><em>I’m so caught up with you, I don’t know what I should do<br>I want to taste you, to feel you and know you...</em><br><br>And the chorus began with Emily and Anderson singing in harmony as their duet grew into a dance of color, love and passion rolled up into the glowing yellow-whiteness that was filling the room as they sang.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 17:22:09</strong>
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				Emily's pulse raced as Anderson's voice wrapped around her, it was a tangible and seared her skin like his caress. <br><br><em>The flavor of your lips, I can see it;<br>The smell of your skin, I can hear it;<br>The sound of your voice, I taste it,</em><br><br>Her voice was strong and clear.&nbsp; Emily was sure in her harmonies and as she closed her eyes scenes from their time together danced in her vision.&nbsp; They started simply, Anderson's smile and they way his eyes lit up when they laughed together.&nbsp; As they continued to sing though the images flickering through her mind like a movie grew more sensual.<br><br><em>All around me, all around me<br>The touch of your seeing me</em><br><br>She turned her head enough to look at Anderson, to sing to him as they recorded without messing up how the mic picked up her voice.<br><br><em>Has me waking up in your ecstasy<br>I can see it, all around me, all around me </em><br><br>In the booth Nate sate amazed as he watched them continue to sing.&nbsp; He'd seen Emily perform before, countless times both on stage and just rocking out in the living room of the house they shared during her training.&nbsp; This was wholly different though.&nbsp; The light itself was different, stronger and more encompassing and Emily was different too.&nbsp; She seemed to shine, to be transformed into the whole, strong, beautiful woman he believed she could become.&nbsp; "Amazing." He murmured.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 17:38:17</strong>
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				Emily continued to sing into the second verse as Anderson provided the back up vocals, hitting the harmonies flawlessly.&nbsp; The voices danced with each other as two lovers rolling on the bed, enthralled in their passion.<br><br>As they hit the second chorus, Anderson's voice rose to a blending duet with Emily's while they sang:<br><br><em>Feeling you move against me,<br>Is like waking up in ecstasy,<br>I have to know you, to feel you all around me,<br>The color of your eyes at night<br>Has me wrapped in your spell so tight<br>I can hear you all around me...all around me</em><br><br>The background orchestration changed up as they hit the bridge, but the passion between them carried through as they continued to see their shared memory of their first time together, mixed with images of their subsequent encounters.&nbsp; Their love infusing the music they sang, the bridge hit:<br><br><em>This feeling...I can’t shake it<br>Your taste...I won’t leave it<br>Your voice...I have to hold it<br>So closely, all around me</em><br><br>And the big build in the orchestration - working to the climax of the piece, just as they had been working toward their own when it was sung the first time, the thrust and sway of hips and bodies in the throes of passion could be felt in the timpanis in the deep background blended with the smooth strokes of the cello and violin as they provided the driving rhythm as the second chorus hit again, speeding them to the ending.<br><br><em>Feeling you move against me,<br>Is like waking up in ecstasy,<br>I have to know you, to feel you all around me,<br>The color of your eyes at night<br>Has me wrapped in your spell so tight<br>I can hear you all around me...all around me<br><br>The color of your eyes at night<br><br>Oooo....oooo I'm wrapped up in your spell so tight<br><br>I'm waking up in your ecstasy<br><br>Oh...oohhhh I can hear you all around me...<br><br>All around me...all around.....me</em><br><br>The orchestration ended, but the warm feel of the light in the air around them and the power of the music had them caught up, and Anderson fought to keep his passion for Emily bottled up while they were with others.&nbsp; In that moment he wanted nothing more than to feel her naked body against his and to dance their lovers' dance together.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 17:49:43</strong>
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				As the last notes drifted away Emily licked her lips, tried swallowing to wet her now dry throat.&nbsp; The applause from the other side of the glass kept her from jumping on Anderson.&nbsp; Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her eyes stayed on Anderson.&nbsp; Her whole body screamed to be his, to race with him back to his bed become lost to passion. <br><br>"Wow..." She murmured.&nbsp; "It just gets more powerful." <br><br>Nate got the technician to open up the channel so he could speak to them.&nbsp; "If that doesn't confirm for you two what I said this morning, then nothing ever will."&nbsp; His own heart was beating fast as passion and desire thrummed through him.&nbsp; It had been the most beautifully sensual thing he'd ever been witness to, especially considering the lovers were still fully clothed and standing feet apart.&nbsp; He made a mental note to tell them to work on bottling a bit of it up before they did a live show and sparked a mass orgy. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 18:01:00</strong>
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				Still panting, wanting and desiring her, Anderson barely heard the words register as he walked to her and took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply.&nbsp; A single tear fell down his face as their lips parted and he said, "My god, baby...I...I love you.&nbsp; The orchestrations were beautiful and your voice was fantastic.&nbsp; I love you so much," as he kissed her again.<br><br>Knowing he had to stop or risk losing control in front of all of their friends and his staff, Anderson broke the kiss, lustful desire still burning in his eyes.&nbsp; Waving to the control room, he said, "Thanks guys.&nbsp; Could you see what we talked about, Kyle?&nbsp; This is going to change everything about our industry if the power of this comes through in recording."<br><br>And that was the big test for them all.&nbsp; Anderson and Emily went to the control room to wait out the work of the technicians as they blended the tracks from the recording over the orchestration bed.&nbsp; Overlaying the vocals so that they entire piece was recorded on a sound stage and without any imperfections, the technicians struggled to overcome the impact the song had had on them as they continued to work furiously to have a sample cut ready.<br><br>But after just a few minutes of idle chit-chat, the people gathered in the room were given a disc to play and they walked out of the recording area and down the hall to family room where Anderson put the disc in the BOSE player on the shelf.&nbsp; Clicking play, he stepped back and took Emily in his arms to await the first sounds of their sample cut.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 14:36:00</strong>
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				Excitement thrummed through her body as Emily waited in Anderson's embrace.&nbsp; She watched their friends to see their reactions to the song as her fingertips brushed lightly over Anderson's arms.&nbsp; She could feel the slight tension in the way he held her, the barely contained urge to satisfy their lust.&nbsp; It took all her self control not to wiggled against him enticingly. <br><br>As the song began Emily stilled.&nbsp; The light show wasn't there, but the music was different than any she'd heard on a recording.&nbsp; Their voices were so alive, emotion seemed to spill from the speakers with the sound.&nbsp; To be sure it wasn't just her she looked over at Nate who stood watching them.&nbsp; Tears began to roll down his cheeks as he looked at her.&nbsp; He swiped at them and walked over to her. <br><br>Nate leaned down and kissed her forehead.&nbsp; "Beautiful, Emily.&nbsp; Just...beautiful isn't even enough.&nbsp; That's beyond words.&nbsp; I knew you had it in you to be amazing."&nbsp; He looked up at Anderson and back down to Emily then said quietly, "Though I do suggest you both work on a little control before you start doing live gigs together or you'll have an orgy on your hands.&nbsp; Now if you'll excuse me, there's a phone call I need to make."&nbsp; With that, Nate headed off to his room for a little while.<br><br>Emily stood gaping for a few moments and then looked up at Anderson, "I don't know how, but it all got recorded.&nbsp; It's like the emotions are poured out and carried on the notes to become part of the person listening.&nbsp; It's amazing.&nbsp; I can't believe it; it worked." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 20:43:56</strong>
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				For his own part, Anderson was pleased that his theory had panned out.&nbsp; It wasn't just in their presence that someone could experience what they did.&nbsp; It was infused into the song itself.&nbsp; He started working through his head on all the ramifications this could possibly mean for him personally, and for the band.&nbsp; How they would respond to this new direction.&nbsp; Their previous discography had been well received and enjoyed, but this...this was going to crossover into so much else.&nbsp; <br><br>This was no longer about being a rockstar, or about being popular or even loved by millions.&nbsp; This was about something that would change the way humanity comprehended music and art.&nbsp; Anderson was well aware of Emily's presence as she clung to him, yet he barely registered everything that Nate had to say, nodding and thanking him when he excused himself.&nbsp; He wanted to know more about the things Nate had shared earlier, but his creative mind was bubbling over with what was going on right now.<br><br>"My God, babe.&nbsp; We did something...mystical," was the only word he could think of to describe it.&nbsp; A word that contained the beauty and mystery of this unique gift they shared and brought out of one another.&nbsp; Looking down at the beauty by his side, Anderson said, "I love you so much right now.&nbsp; I think we're going to be very busy and I can't wait for the next few weeks to unfold," knowing that Kyle was already on the phone with executives and studios, setting up schedules for the band, live orchestration recordings and for their own vocal tracks.&nbsp; He knew all the business that was being conducted but his mind kept centering on one thing: none of this would ever have happened to me if it weren't for Emily.<br><br>He squeezed her tight and longed to be alone with her in that moment, to show his appreciation and admiration fully, but he played the good host instead as his mind continued to roll with the ride they were on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 21:18:31</strong>
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				Emily stood thinking about what this meant for her career, the great music she could make with Anderson and <em>Into the Darkness</em>.&nbsp; She paused.&nbsp; <em>He's already part of a great band that's still in it's prime...</em>&nbsp; Emily chewed her lower lip and looked up at him.<br><br>"I love you too.&nbsp; And this, you're right, it's...I can't even find words.&nbsp; I feel like I might just fly apart I'm so excited.&nbsp; But, what about your band?&nbsp; So far everything we've done has been quite different.&nbsp; I don't want them to feel like you're leaving them or start calling me <em>Yoko</em>.&nbsp; I feel like I've finally found my voice, but god, I don't want to change yours.&nbsp; I love what you do with <em>Darkness</em>."&nbsp; She took a breath as her words began to run together.&nbsp; <br><br>And she really didn't want to change the way Anderson rocked, she loved that side of him just as much as she loved the tender side when they were alone together.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 21:53:09</strong>
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				"I actually have some ideas about that..." he said, breaking from his reverie.&nbsp; Leaning down to her ear he whispered softly, "But you're going to have to trust me.&nbsp; I think Nate had good advice for you and we need to experiment with some things to see what music can be created in the midst of various....situations."<br><br>Not wanting to frighten or upset her with more talk of his darker side he simply added, "I just need you to trust me, Em, and know that I'm here with you."<br><br>His mind started to ponder then all the darker things about his sexuality he had not even begun to open up with her.&nbsp; The many ways that ropes, and scarve and other fun things lying around the house might be used to bring about a new sound from inside of them both.&nbsp; Sometime a piercing melody that haunts, and other times an angry or vengeful sound.&nbsp; He wanted her to trust him, to know that he would not leave her broken, but would help her see the ecstasy that lay within the grasp of pain and pleasure mixed together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 02:20:56</strong>
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				"I'm working on it Rockstar." She smiled softly up at him.&nbsp; "I promise I'm working on it." She met his eyes with a steady, honest gaze.&nbsp; The truth of it was she wanted to trust him, she wanted to be his-every part of her.&nbsp; There wasn't much in this life that scared her, but to be the one not in control terrified her.&nbsp; It took her back to a place where she bounced and shuffled from place to place with no permanence.&nbsp; <br><br>"I want your help trying." She whispered.&nbsp; "We can speak all the words we want, but in the end, actions speak louder.&nbsp; Keep showing me I've made the right choice." <br><br>His words of his tastes came back to her and Emily's palms grew clamy.&nbsp; She took a steadying breath and held Anderson's gaze.&nbsp; Her eyes showed how much she believed her words and wanted to trust him.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 02:34:18</strong>
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				Pressing his inner hunger for her down, he kissed her forehead and said softly, "We'll make it, baby...I promise," before walking with her across the room to visit with their guests still in attendance.&nbsp; They talked matters over with Kyle, who was nearly speechless at what he had witnessed.&nbsp; He had already begun, as Anderson knew, to make arrangements for recording...not just this song, but a contract to record an an entire disc of just Anderson and Emily.<br><br>"Wait, Kyle, what are you talking about?" Anderson said with a hint of anger in his voice.&nbsp; "We never promised you anything like that.&nbsp; "And what about <em>Darkness</em>?&nbsp; They're going to be awfully pissed at me if they think I'm going off on a tangent and leaving them behind.&nbsp; I love those guys and I'm not leaving them high and dry.&nbsp; I promised Em that we'd feature her on at least 3 songs, possibly as many as 6 on the new disc, but you can't send me off on a new gig without discussing it with me first!"<br><br>"Anderson, settle down," Kyle began, "I understand what you're saying, and Emily is more than welcome to record with the band...but this song isn't <em>Darkness</em> material.&nbsp; You and I both know that...and where this came from, there is bound to be more stored up.&nbsp; So, do, whatever it is that you did to make this song some more and get 10 or 12 good ones ready to record."&nbsp; Having an inkling of how this music was coming to be, and knowing of their budding relationship and Anderson's tendency to move things quickly to the bedroom, he was pretty sure where these songs were coming from before he heard them, and now that he had, he was certain of it.<br><br>"Em, please try and talk some sense into him.&nbsp; This will be good for both of you, and there's no problem with taking a little break as a band to relax awhile and let everyone explore some other creative potential.&nbsp; It will make you tighter as a band when you come back.&nbsp; Just schedule a meeting, introduce Emily to the guys and explain what's going on.&nbsp; They know you, and trust you.&nbsp; Now, trust me," Kyle said, patting them both on the shoulder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 02:53:37</strong>
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				"Anderson and I will chat and I look forward to meeting the guys of <em>Darkness</em> but Kyle if it's going to harm the band then I'm not on board with this plan.&nbsp; I love the music of <em>Darkness</em> and I'd hate to see things go south for them, any and all of them.&nbsp; I also won't be called their Yoko." She chuckled a little.&nbsp; "We've got at least one other that will a little polishing will be ready to go too.&nbsp; I don't doubt our ability to get&nbsp; an entire disc worth, however, it'll happen when the time is right."<br><br>She paused a moment to look up at Anderson and her smile replaced her serious expression when she saw Anderson was on board with her.&nbsp; "And another thing Kyle, I hate games like that.&nbsp; Asking one of us to convince the other of something.&nbsp; We'll figure out what's right for everyone and then proceed." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 02:58:45</strong>
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				Happy for Emily's support, he clutched her to his side, and had to keep himself from running off with her to a back room for awhile.&nbsp; They continued to greet the techs present, and some others that Anderson knew.&nbsp; He introduced Emily to some old recording studio friends he hadn't seen in many months.<br><br>As time passed, he got worried about what Nate was up to, and why he hadn't returned.&nbsp; "Em, do you want to go make sure Nate is ok?&nbsp; He's been gone quite awhile," he asked her with a tinge of concern on his voice.&nbsp; He wanted to make sure he was still around...there were still a lot of questions to ask about his past...about his and Emily's future...about this prophecy business.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 03:11:49</strong>
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				"I'll go check on him." She murmured and kissed Anderson's cheek. "Back in a minute, Love." She smiled and walked slowly away from Anderson, letting her hips sway.&nbsp; She smiled to herself knowing if they were alone he'd likely run her down and carry her off.&nbsp; She found her way easily enough to Nate's door.&nbsp; She could hear him talking inside so she knocked.&nbsp; It was a few moments before the door opened.<br><br>"Bad time Nate?" She asked taking in the fact that his shirt now hung un-tucked&nbsp; and he stood a bit uncomfortably.<br>"No.&nbsp; I was just calling Sheryl."&nbsp; He cleared his throat. <br>"Sheryl?" She cocked her head with a mischievous glint in her eyes.<br>"Yes, Em, believe it or not, I date." He deadpanned.<br>"Well I'm sorry for interrupting.&nbsp; Anderson wondered where you were.&nbsp; I think he was getting nervous.&nbsp; And I think, maybe has more questions." <br>"Two more minutes?" <br>"Sure thing." Emily chuckled.&nbsp; <br><br>When Nate appeared at his door again he was once again dressed professionally with his shirt tucked in.&nbsp; They walked, Emily's arm tucked into Nate's elbow.&nbsp; The chatted about Sheryl and this new found relationship of Nate's.&nbsp; As they came back into the room they were laughing and Emily dropped Nate's elbow to drift back over to Anderson.&nbsp; She stood on her toes to whisper in his ear.<br><br>"Nate was ah, affected, by the song and called his girlfriend." She snickered and kissed his cheek near his ear before lowering herself back down to flat feet. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 03:23:59</strong>
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				Snickering a bit, Anderson nodded his head in understanding, well aware of his and Emily's inner need to couple again shortly.&nbsp; He began to think of ways to clear the folks out with as much haste as possible.<br><br>Making his way around the group again he lightly began thanking them for coming, and for sharing their responses to the song.&nbsp; He was glad to see the first person take his subtle hint and begin to leave.&nbsp; Several followed after, taking the departure of the first as the sign that the time had come for them to all depart.&nbsp; Kyle was the last to leave, with a bit of a smirk as he shook Anderson's hand, "I'm not sure what I was thinking putting you two together, now I'm never going to have any control over either of you."<br><br>Anderson laughed as Kyle left, glad to have a chance to eat with Nate and Emily alone again, and then...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 03:29:02</strong>
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				Emily made sure to say her thank yous for all their hard work.&nbsp; Yes, this was Anderson's home and no, she was not the hostess but she felt it important when working with others to make sure they knew they were appreciated.&nbsp; <br><br>"You could never really control me before..." Emily chuckled.&nbsp; "Goodnight, Kyle." <br><br>As they were now alone again she turned to Anderson, "So which dining room will we be in tonight?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 03:36:51</strong>
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				"Always the family dining room, unless there's 20 people or something," Anderson said, as they headed over.&nbsp; Not sure what the kitchen had prepared for them, he was delighted that they had made pork loin roast with new potatoes and uncut green beans.&nbsp; They sat and enjoyed their dinner conversation, laughing at jokes and tearing up at winsome stories that were told.&nbsp; As their conversation turned a bit more serious, Anderson asked a very simple question of Nate.<br><br>"Nate, what is this prophecy you mention?&nbsp; Tell me more about that...who made it, what's the deal, all that stuff," Anderson said, knowing he was talking outside of his element then.<br><br>He wanted to know what else Nate might know about his parentage, where he might find one of them, or how to know more about this Bragi character.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 14:39:31</strong>
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				"Well, I didn't hear it first hand." He began setting his fork and knife aside.&nbsp; "The woman who made it, call her a modern day oracle.&nbsp; She's blind, has been all her life but has 'seen' things, predicted several events.&nbsp; It was made before either of you was born and I'm not sure anyone could have predicted you'd be, what, a decade apart?&nbsp; In simple, easy to understand language however, the prophecy said that in the early part of this century would be born a son of Bragi and a daughter of Euterpe.&nbsp; That if and when they found one another they would become the greatest musical pairing ever seen.&nbsp; They would change the way all of humanity <em>experienced</em> music.&nbsp; Not just listening to it, but experiencing it."<br><br>He took a sip of his wine and continued, "Through a bit of research I don't believe Emily is the literal daughter of Euterpe, but the great-grand daughter of the muse.&nbsp; It seems that with you, her ability is magnified with you, in you.&nbsp; The two of you have this," He paused looking for the right word, "...resonance, with one another." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 16:56:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson pondered the prophecy and its potential fulfillment in he and Em as he chewed through the rest of the meal.&nbsp; As their conversation continued, it was steered into a more lighthearted direction and the threesome laughed and had a joyous time.&nbsp; Anderson could see why Emily admired her mentor the way she did.&nbsp; He was well put together and classy, and that spoke volumes about her as well.&nbsp; She even seemed to radiate a different enthusiasm with him around, a sort of confidence born of their time together during her training.<br><br>As their meal time wore down, Anderson feigned tiredness and suggested they retire for the evening, sharing a certain look with Emily he said this.&nbsp; As they stood to depart for their separate rooms, Anderson asked, "How long will you be staying, Nate?&nbsp; We'd love for you to stay as long as you'd like."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 17:07:46</strong>
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				"I'd like to give you at least a few weeks." Nate responded.&nbsp; "Be around to help answer questions and if Emily can't concentrate enough show you a few of the techniques I taught her for keeping your ability from ruling you.&nbsp; For now though, good night and Em, don't be a prude tonight darling, you won't learn to trust him if you don't give him a bit of trust to prove he's worthy."&nbsp; On that note of advice he departed the dining room for own room.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily looked up at Anderson with a bit of a 'deer in headlights' look.&nbsp; "That's just...weird." She began to giggle.&nbsp; "He's the last person I ever expected to hear giving me advice on sex." <em>Unless it was him I was screwing.</em> She kept that thought to herself however.&nbsp; Emily took Anderson's hand, lacing her fingers with his.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 17:34:17</strong>
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				For Anderson's part, he was glad for Nate's last minute advice to Emily.&nbsp; He wanted to lightly explore some options tonight.&nbsp; They walked with interlaced fingers as their hands clasped each other to his bedroom, which had become theirs.&nbsp; Walking to the bed, he turned and took Emily's face between his hands, lifting her face to look at him as he kissed her gently.&nbsp; Breaking the kiss before it got to heated, he spoke softly, "Will you trust me tonight, Em?&nbsp; I have something I'd like to try, but you just need to trust me."&nbsp; He said with pleading eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 17:42:23</strong>
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				Emily chewed her lip.&nbsp; She wanted and needed to trust that he wouldn't hurt her.&nbsp; Not really hurt her anyhow.&nbsp; "Tell me what you want to do?" She asked softly, her voice trembling a bit.&nbsp; "I need to trust you, Rockstar and I want to.&nbsp; I'm just, well I'm not good with the unknown.&nbsp; I get freaked.&nbsp; Eventually I think I will get to the point where I can lay my body naked before you and let you do whatever you want to me, but at first and especially tonight, give me a little advance warning of what you want?" <br><br>He got a rare glimpse of her truly vulnerable.&nbsp; It softened her features.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 18:00:38</strong>
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				Anderson observed her eyes and saw them pleading back to him <em>Show me I can trust you, be vulnerable with me and tell me everything first</em>.&nbsp; "I don't want to try anything that will cause pain to you or me, baby.&nbsp; I just want you to trust me to tie your wrists and ankles to the bed for awhile, let me explore your body...to tease you find ways to give you pleasure...and for you to...know what it means to surrender willingly to my touch," he said, as he kissed her cheek and neck, moving his hands over the soft skin of her arms.<br><br>He began to unbutton his own shirt as he pulled away from their embrace, kicking his shoes off and looking at her, awaiting her response.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 18:08:38</strong>
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				The soft touch of his lips caused Emily to close her eyes.&nbsp; They opened slowly when he pulled away from and she took a shuddering breath.&nbsp; "And I feel like I'm really going to freak out and can't handle being tied up we'll stop?" She asked softly, watching him unbutton his shirt.&nbsp; She told herself she could do this, she could trust him enough to tie her to the bed and explore her body with the goal of pleasure in mind.&nbsp; &nbsp;To most it might seem backwards to trust someone else with your heart before your body, but to Emily they were linked and he had found his way into her heart before she had a choice to wall him out. <br><br>A choice she was now glad was removed from her.&nbsp; Slowly she began undressing.&nbsp; Removing first the jeans she's put on before heading into the recording studio with an audience.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 18:18:19</strong>
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				"We'll use something called a safe word," he began to explain to her.&nbsp; "Sometimes, in the middle of this, your mind can go in two directions.&nbsp; You want to stop initially, but deep down, you really want to continue.&nbsp; The initial reaction of 'stop' is always what we really want, so you tell me what word you will remember to say to me if it gets to be too much for you," he said as he unbuckled his belt and top button of his pants.&nbsp; His shirt was hanging open as he approached Emily again and wrapped her in his arms.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 18:28:05</strong>
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				She wrapped her arms around him, under the shirt and laid her head against his chest.&nbsp; Emily listened to his hear for a few beats before replying "Heffalump." She laughed a little.&nbsp; "They were my favorite characters from Winne the Pooh as a kid.&nbsp; I guess that says something about how messed up I am." <br><br>Emily kissed his chest before standing up again and letting him go.&nbsp; She took off the blouse she'd thrown on over her tank, and quickly her tank top followed it to the floor.&nbsp; Again she'd gone braless and now stood before Anderson in just a plain pair of bikini cut underwear in a shade of pink. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 18:40:56</strong>
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				"Heffalump it is," he said as reached down to cradle her legs in his one arm while holding her shoulders in the other.&nbsp; Lifting her, he turned to lie her on the bed gently and brought his arms out from under her as he kissed her lightly on the lips and trailed kisses down her arm while saying, "Close your eyes, baby...trust me...I won't go anywhere or let anything hurt you...I promise."<br><br>Reaching under the corner of his mattress, Anderson freed a nylon strap with a a cuff attached to the end.&nbsp; Gently opening the leather binding, he wrapped it around Emily's slender wrist, clamping it snuggly in place.&nbsp; As he did, he kissed the palm of her hand and moved to the foot of the bed, where he released another strap, which he used to secure her left ankle, after which he kissed the tip of her big toe.&nbsp; He repeated this methodic course until she was firmly bound to the bed and lay before him when he asked, "Are your wrists and ankles ok, babe?&nbsp; Do the bindings hurt?" with concern and care poured out in his voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 19:08:26</strong>
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				She closed her eyes as asked.&nbsp; She squirmed a bit trying to remain still and keep her eyes closed.&nbsp; When he kissed her palms her core clenched in the delight of the touch.&nbsp; A shivered raced through her and nipples peaked. <br><br>She swallowed, wetting her dry throat.&nbsp; She gave a tug at each restraint.&nbsp; "No, they don't hurt." She opened one eye to peak at him.&nbsp; "They're just...very different." She whispered.&nbsp; Emily's heart pounded two parts anticipation and one part fear.&nbsp; She took shallow breaths trying to keep up with her pounding heart. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 19:29:07</strong>
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				He continued the last kiss, trailing down her arm, feeling the tenderness of her flesh on the softest part of her body.&nbsp; Approaching her shoulder he crawled onto the bed, his weight shifting the mattress a bit, as he continued kissing her body, inch by inch, moving across her shoulder to her collarbone, then back across the upper part of her chest and down her right side.<br><br>As he planted kisses, Anderson whispered to Emily, "I love you baby, I want you to feel my love for you tonight."&nbsp; His kisses trailed across her belly, circling her navel and approached upward on the left side of her abdomen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 00:28:02</strong>
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				Her abs tightened and she sucked in a quick breath.&nbsp; Anderson was masterful and in moments she was forgetting about the restraints keeping her spread eagle on the bed.&nbsp; Goosebumps raced across her skin.&nbsp; His breath was warm across her skin, leaving a cold absence in it's wake as he moved up her body.&nbsp; Her arousal began to build slowly as did a soft, sweet melody in her mind.&nbsp; Tiny points of a soft, creamy yellow light began to sparkle in the air about them. <br><br>"I love you too." She whispered. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 02:27:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His trail of kisses continued up her left arm, to the cuff, and back down, over her shoulder and across her chest.&nbsp; Reversing directions, he let his lips rise with the swell of her breasts, teasing her flesh as he avoided her most sensitive spots, until he reached the underside of her breast and darted his tongue to flicker over the soft, sensitive skin.<br><br>He trailed more kissed back down to her navel, and then back up to the other breast, where he teased her with his tongue, flicking it in a back and forth motion over every inch of her skin.&nbsp; Slowly and methodically he was making a part of himself a part of her, leaving a trail of his very own DNA to mark his path.&nbsp; He was not owning her so much as he was becoming a part of her and becoming one with her in this moment of giving from him.&nbsp; Moving about on the bed on all fours, keeping the rest of his body from contacting any other part of hers.&nbsp; He rose up and moved back to her lovely face, where he kissed her gently and whispered, "And now the fun can begin."<br><br>Moving his body swiftly, he positioned his head over her breast, flicking his tongue out and teasing the stiff nub at its peak before wrapping his lips around that single nipple and sucking ever so gently as if through a straw.&nbsp; As he drew it into his mouth, he teased the tip with the soft, underside of his tongue before flicking his tongue over it once or twice and then he withdrew.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 14:30:48</strong>
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				His lips, his tongue they felt so amazing on her skin, blazing a trail of heat across it.&nbsp; Emily was panting now, the most delicious ache of need beginning.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wanted to be filled, wanted Anderson to sink himself to the hilt, twining the bodies the same way their hearts and souls were being twined. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78104.msg3486625#msg3486625">Quote from: talesoferoticadventure on 17-08-2010, 02:27:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "And now the fun can begin."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"We weren't having fun bef--" he words were cut off by a soft moan as his tongue flicked across her nipple.&nbsp; Her womb clenched and Emily's head dropped back.&nbsp; "Oh god Rockstar" She breathed on a sigh.&nbsp; &nbsp; The melody that had been building in her swelled and the sparks of light around her took on more solid form with aqua threading through it.&nbsp; Her restraints forgotten she tried bringing her arms down to wrap around him and a leg to warp over his hip only to be held fast in her position.&nbsp; A small frustrated noise rumbled in her chest.&nbsp; On his withdraw she whimpered.&nbsp; "Please don't stop." She barely whispered in the tiniest of voices. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 16:08:58</strong>
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				Smiling at her, knowing she was beginning to feel in want of his touch more and more, Anderson simply said, "Shhhh," and moved away from Emily's breast to trail kisses in a more southerly direction.&nbsp; This time, as his body traveled over hers, he allowed small, soft touches as he let the tip of his prick glance off of her nipple while he was stepping over her body to reposition himself.&nbsp; His open palm hovered a breath away from the nipple he had not yet licked, and he let his skin barely touch hers every so often as he continued to plant little kisses along her lower abdomen, around her pubis and down each leg, reversing direction at the knees and using his tongue on her inner-thigh.&nbsp; <br><br>Coming back toward her sex, Anderson let his face hover over the cotton fabric of her panties, warming her skin beneath with the heat of his breath.&nbsp; Every stitch of her panties was becoming a part of his intimate knowledge of her, before he stuck out his tongue and swiped at her through the fabric.&nbsp; Anderson could tell the effect his teasing was having on Emily, and it was exciting him.&nbsp; The scent of her sex was arousing him, and he knew that they would soon find bliss together.&nbsp; But not yet.<br><br>He let his tongue trail away from her sex, back up toward the rolling hills of her breasts that were rising and falling so rapidly now.&nbsp; Approaching the breast he had not yet suckled, He treated it much like her panties, keeping his face just far enough away so that their skin didn't touch, but so that his breath warmed her.&nbsp; And then his mouth hovered over her nipple that had grown even stiffer as he continued to stimulate her body.&nbsp; His mouth only a breath away from the taut skin, he let out a heavy, deep and hot breath over her as he watched her squirm ever so slightly against the restraints.&nbsp; But the squirming was nothing compared to what happened when he flicked his tongue over the tip of her nipple, and then again, and then again.&nbsp; He teased and tempted her, feeling her groan build in her chest before it ever escaped her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 18:26:26</strong>
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				It seemed to Emily he was reading her mind.&nbsp; Every time she attempted to arch into his touch he moved away.&nbsp; It was frustrating and enticing at the same time.&nbsp; Never had she had someone take so much time to painstakingly know every inch of her body, to tease her, to give without taking for their own pleasure.&nbsp; She could tell he was getting aroused too, the physical signs where there-his lips growing fuller, redder; his blue green eyes darkening and his cock swelling-but still he kept at her.&nbsp; Teasing relentlessly.&nbsp; <br><br>Her skin seemed to grow more sensitive with every touch, with every little brush of his skin, his lips, his tongue.&nbsp; Where his breath danced across her skin goosebumps following its wake, causing a tingle to run through her, heading straight for her core.&nbsp; As her wetness mounted, Emily began to hum the melody dancing through her mind that seemed to peak each time his lips or skin touched hers and quieted when he moved away.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her hands tightened into fists, her nails digging into her palms.&nbsp; "God...Rockstar..." She panted and gasped.&nbsp; <br><br>The tension in her muscles grew, causing more definition to be seen in her biceps and calves.&nbsp; "You're evil" She moaned arching into his mouth.&nbsp; She wanted to have her hands on him, to rake her nails down over his back and wrap her legs around him as he stretched her, sinking into and filling her depths.&nbsp; Those thoughts alone drove another moan from her lips.&nbsp; <em>He's going to kill me.</em> She thought.&nbsp; <em>I'm going to dive of a pleasure overload by the time he finally puts his wonderful cock in me.</em>&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 18:50:57</strong>
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				Rising up on his knees, Anderson moved his face closer to Emily's before whispering, "Don't go anywhere, I need to get something...but I'll be right back," with a devious little smile at the corners of his mouth.<br><br>Getting off the bed, he ran out onto the deck to the bar area and opened the chest of the ice maker there.&nbsp; Dropping a few cubes quietly into a glass, he popped one into his mouth before heading back inside.&nbsp; He climbed back onto the bed and knelt down, lowering his head to the nipple he had given attention to most recently.&nbsp; Swirling his tongue around the cube, he moved it to the side of his mouth, and let the chilled tip of his tongue flicker across her still taut flesh as he heard her gasp.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 19:20:38</strong>
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				<em>'Don't go anywhere'&nbsp; Where am I going to go?&nbsp; I'm tied to a bed!</em>&nbsp; The words never made it out of her brain, let alone her mouth.&nbsp; "Where are you..." Her question halted as he was already striding back into the room.&nbsp; She saw the glass of ice in his hand and just looked at Anderson blankly.<br><br>It all made sense though when is tongue flicked across with her nipple.&nbsp; Her body bucked.&nbsp; "Oh fuck." The tingle of cold shot through her and did nothing to douse the fire in her veins.&nbsp; The lights around them intensified for a moment then dulled again.&nbsp; Her abs now joined the muscles of her body clenching in anticipation as pleasure coiled the springs wound tight in her core.&nbsp; "You're making me crazy Rockstar." Her voice was sultry and low.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 19:53:22</strong>
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				He leaned back toward her face, pressed his mouth to her ear and kissed it witch ice cold lips as he whispered, "That will make the end so much better, baby...trust me."&nbsp; Moving his frigid lips around her collarbone, he retraced his earlier steps as he removed a cube from the glass he had brought in.&nbsp; Reaching down her body, he turned the cube so only the tip of one corner would touch her.&nbsp; <br><br>And touch her he did.&nbsp; He ran the cube up from her knee to her inner thigh, while his frozen tongue danced across each nipple in turn.&nbsp; As the cube met the hem of her panties, he traced a straight line over her entire slit three times: back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.&nbsp; Slowly, methodically and without remorse he teased her with relentless passion, moving the ice cube in his mouth to a place where he could trace it over her nipples, and continuing to use the one in his hand across her flat tummy.&nbsp; He let her feel the power of distinct temperature difference, the resonance of which continued to create new and varying patterns of color that began to surround them both.<br><br>Teasingly, he brought his torso along Emily's, so that most of his body was hovering above hers, yet his head was moving toward her sex, as her head was now close to his.&nbsp; Beginning to undulate beneath him, he could feel the need to move beyond the smallest fibers that separated their bodies.&nbsp; He looked for a weak point in the seems of the panties she wore, gently lifted them from her body with his teeth.&nbsp; While swaying his cock above Emily's face, he used one hand to assist his mouth in creating the first tear in her panties she was wearing, intent on removing them.<br><br>Letting that hand roam freely up and down her inner thigh, he slowly pulled up on the fabric of her little bikini briefs as the the weaving of the fabric gave way under the strain, he let the tip of his cock brush against Emily's lips, and against her cheek, and nose...letting her get both his scent and feel as he continued to slowly tear the panties away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 01:26:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily writhed on the bed, her moans growing louder.&nbsp; The ice cube against her panties had her gasping and shivering.&nbsp; He seemed to touch the ice to her skin at just the right intervals to keep the goosebumps there.&nbsp; It was maddeningly wonderful.&nbsp; She pulled harder at the restraints trying to get closer to him.&nbsp; &nbsp;It only added to mounting need in her.&nbsp; She wanted to be closer to him, needed to be closer to him, wanted to feel his body pressed against hers.&nbsp; <br><br>When his cock came close enough her tongue flicked out to taste him.&nbsp; He was too quick for her though, and before her lips could lose around his tip he moved.&nbsp; Between moans, she let out a frustrated growl.&nbsp; She wasn't sure she could be any more turned on and then he started to rip her underwear off.&nbsp; She screamed, "OH GOD ROCKSTAR!" She wanted him like she had never wanted anything in her life, more than anything she had ever wanted in her life.&nbsp; <br><br>"Please..." She gasped in a breath that wasn't nearly enough air.&nbsp; "Please stop torturing me."&nbsp; Her voice was still husky, full of lust and desire. She was no where near using her safe word.&nbsp; She just wanted release, wanted to feel him in her, moving against her.&nbsp; She wanted to give him that same release in a mighty way. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 02:15:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her wishes went unanswered except for the sound of slow ripping as the fabric of her panties slowly came apart.&nbsp; Nearing the end of the tear, Anderson moved his lower body into a position so that his prick would continue to touch her breasts, and then her stomach.&nbsp; Tracing it over the place where his lips had been, marking her skin with his musky scent.&nbsp; He pivoted on the bed, giving him better access to finish tearing the panties, taking a bigger bite close to the center of the tear.&nbsp; Pulling up, the fabric came loose, and hung like a loin clothe across his lover's sex.<br><br>He tongued his way along the place where the panties should have covered along the soft flesh where her thigh met her body.&nbsp; Coming to the seam where the fabric was held together, he used both of his hands to rend the two parts from one another, leaving her panties in ruins.&nbsp; Slowly, he hooked a thumb through the remaining intact side drew them back, from underneath her bottom and across her pelvis.&nbsp; A slow reveal of the overstimulated flesh of her sex.&nbsp; Seeing it opened before him, Anderson swiped the tip of his tongue gently over her slit, ending at the top of the fold.<br><br>Throwing the panties across the room, he brought both hands to either side of her hips, feel her body writhe&nbsp; beneath his touches, he stayed in a crouched position, teasing her clitoris softly with his tongue while gliding his fingers slowly down her legs.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 04:17:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Even the soft fabric whispering against her skin sent the most wonderful tingle over her.&nbsp; His fingers brushed light enough over her legs at first that she giggled and writhed, but as his touch grew stronger the giggles died away.&nbsp; She wanted to press closer to him.&nbsp; The amazing things Anderson did to her sent her flying.&nbsp; Even though she was tied to the bed she was somehow freed. <br><br>The colors around her began to swirl and dance as she surrendered herself to the pleasure, as she basked in it and lapped it up.&nbsp; She also felt...special.&nbsp; The kind of special one feels with someone who is more than a lover, who truly cares about the one their with.&nbsp; Someone who cares about their pain, sorrows, joys, fears and happiness.&nbsp; He may have been getting his jollies too, but somehow Emily felt like he was putting her pleasure above his, at least for a little while. <br><br>Her pleasure built with each lick, sending waves of excitement coursing through her body.&nbsp; It was almost more than she could handle as her moans turned in to screams.&nbsp; "Oh god...ohyesohyesohyes!&nbsp; OH FUCK!" She was crashing towards an orgasm. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 04:58:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her skin shudder and her body quake, Anderson continued to move his tongue ever so lightly across the hood of her clit.&nbsp; Each stroke sending a new wave of euphoria through Emily, and every touch of his fingers sending a chill through her bones that was increasing his longing for her.&nbsp; Anderson was getting a rush out of seeing Emily sweetly tortured, not able to touch him how she wanted to, but only being free to be touched how he felt she needed to be.&nbsp; He licked and he stroked her skin, until he felt her body start to relax.<br><br>As she came down from her climax, Anderson trailed kisses down her inner thigh on her left side, drawing his fingers with a featherlike touch down her right inner thigh.&nbsp; When he reached her feet, he got up from the bed and walked around to the headboard again, letting his cock touch the tip of Emily's fingers, but pulling it away before she could get a grip around him.&nbsp; Climbing up to kneel beside her head, he laid it inches from her mouth.&nbsp; He reached to her stiff nipples and rolled one around his fingers as he looked into her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>"What would you like to do with it...tell me?" he asked her, switching from nipple to nipple as he toyed with her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 14:34:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If she hadn't been restrained Emily would have been bucking and trying to squirm away from his tickling fingers on her thigh.&nbsp; At the time however, she was too out of breath to even laugh.&nbsp; She just writhed and pulled against the restraints.&nbsp; She panted as he moved around the bed, her eyes following him.&nbsp; Anderson might have been rail thin but it didn't diminish how much Emily was attracted to him, how much she wanted to feel every inch of his flesh. <br><br>The light around them was not brighter than it had been in the past, but more intense.&nbsp; Richer, more vibrant shades of color that seemed to be moving in a dance about them.&nbsp; The more Emily surrendered herself, the more alive the light became. It now bathed the entire room in soft yellow-white, deep aqua, rich royal purple and a dusty rose. <br><br>She stared at his cock, just out of reach, still teasing and then turned her hungry look on Anderson.&nbsp; She had come to recognize that she was completely at his mercy and mostly she was okay with that.&nbsp; "Anything you'll let me and everything." She answered in a thin voice, still attempting to catch her breath.&nbsp; "I want to feel you in me, clamp my muscles tight around your cock as you slide in and out of my slick pussy." She gasped, his attention to her nipples making her writhe.&nbsp; "I want to lick, suck and other wise tease with my mouth, I want to fondle you between my breast.&nbsp; I don't care so long as the pleasure continues." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 15:08:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling at her words, and still looking into her deeply penetrating gaze, he slid his hips closer, arching his pelvis toward her hungry little mouth.&nbsp; The head of his prick within her range of motion, should she decide she was hungry enough to taste him.&nbsp; He slipped one hand under her head, cradling her soft features in his palm.&nbsp; He marveled at her beauty in the instant before his prick touched her lips.<br><br>he bent down to kiss her breasts as his hips inched ever closer to her face.&nbsp; "I love it when you cum, baby," he said to her.&nbsp; "You're beautiful in the anguish of your passion," he said between licks and nibbles of her nipple.&nbsp; "I want to see you cum over and over again," he continued to tease her with his words as much as he had with his tongue.&nbsp; Prodding her toward greater heights of sweet bliss.<br><br>He moved further down her body as his hunger grew in him.&nbsp; He cock now fully within her reach, he did not move it away as he began to lick more intensely the areas he had only teased before.&nbsp; Reaching the soft skin of her wet pussy, he tasted the joy he had created in her moments before.&nbsp; Lapping at the outer lips, feeling them tremble beneath his touch as pressed his tongue through the folds of her lips.&nbsp; He felt her arch beneath him as he entered her with his tongue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 18:13:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily licked her lips before leaning enough to take Anderson into her mouth.&nbsp; She let the flat of her tongue slide along his tip and beneath the head tasting his precum.&nbsp; Her tongue swirled around his cock expertly as he moved closer to her.<br><br>She made no answer to his comment, at least not a verbal one, about watching her cum.&nbsp; She began to suck him, resolving to her her Rockstar cum, several times before they fell asleep if she was allowed to have her way.&nbsp; <em><strong>If</strong> I'm allowed to have my way?&nbsp; The hell did that come from?</em> She thought only momentarily before pushing the thought from her mind with determination.<br><br>Emily moaned her teeth scraped over his shaft as his tongue assaulted her depths.&nbsp; She jerked hard against the retrains on wrists.&nbsp; Hard enough to make her yelp as the leather bit against her soft flesh.&nbsp; Her moan became a groan of frustration as the restraints prevented her from raking her nails over his thighs.&nbsp; Momentarily red shot through the color around them and the melody in her head took on an angry, determined rhythm.&nbsp; The beat punctuated with each stab of euphoria as Anderson's tongue worked in her depths mimicking what she could only hope is phallus would do later.&nbsp; God did she want to feel his dick gliding in and out of her sex.<br><br>Emily slid the flat of her tongue along Anderon's generous length before closing her mouth around him again, taking him a deep as she could and sucking a bit harder. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 18:34:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her hot mouth surround the bulbous head of his prick, her tongue feeling every inch of the veins rushing blood through that organ to give it its stiffness.&nbsp; Inspired by her rhythmic melody of light swaying around them, Anderson groaned as he began to press deeper and deeper into Emily's mouth, filling her mouth as she hungrily brought him toward his climax.&nbsp; His tongue continued at the pace he had set for it, but his mind had already gone to another place as he felt the steady motion of her mouth upon his prick.&nbsp; <br><br>His sac clenched up toward the base of his cock, as her mouth continued to have its effects on him.&nbsp; He reached a hand back toward her breasts and felt for her nipple, pulling gently on the one he found as he brought her clit between lips.&nbsp; Feeling that little nub of pleasure, he pampered it with his tongue, with long, smooth strokes before tracing tight little circle around and around.&nbsp; He began to alternate between circles and a back and forth swishing of her clitoris as his stomach began tighten and the muscles around his prick prepared to expel his semen.&nbsp; He felt her legs begin to shake with the power of another climaxing building in her as he continued to rhythmically work her little nub.<br><br>Just a few strokes over her tongue more and he felt the room turn blindingly white around him as he came while deep in her mouth.&nbsp; His sticky, hot spunk felt like a cannonball shooting out of its barrel, though he was sure he had done no actual damage to the sweet throat of his only love.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 18:57:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily felt the change in his body, sensed it, knew what was coming in and got her tongue out of the way in enough time to avoid a very unfortunate gag reflex as his ejaculate hit the back of her throat.&nbsp; She swallowed and continued to suckle him, drawing out his climax.&nbsp; She writhed against him, pressing her hips forward trying to force him deeper with in her pussy. <br><br>Every muscle in her body tensed and her mouth stilled on Anderson.&nbsp; If his cock hadn't been filling her mouth, she was sure the scream that tore from her throat would have been heard all over the house.&nbsp; The muscles in her core clinched powerfully squirting her cream all over his face.&nbsp; Emily continued to scream incoherently as her womb continued to alternately clench and relax sending powerful waves of euphoria through her.&nbsp; The color in the room grew so bright she could see it behind her closed lids.&nbsp; Her toes curled and her fingers bit into her palm until she broke the skin. <br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 19:26:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He slowly withdrew from her mouth, his cock staying hard in his excitement over her explosive climax.&nbsp; With a wet face, Anderson turned again on the bed and leaned in toward her..."Your excitement overwhelms me," he said as he gently kissed her trembling lips, the shared evidence of their climaxes mixing as their tongues began to dance.<br><br>As his body moved into position over her, he prepared to fulfill her lustful wants for his body to be one with hers, even as words began to fall from the light swirling around them.&nbsp; There lips parted as he sang in a deep whisper:<br><br><em>The breaking makes a sound<br>I never knew could be so beautiful and loud<br>Fury filled and we collide</em><br><br>The head of his phallus pierced her opening, entering her smoothly with slickness of her recent orgasm wetting his way.<br><br><em>So courageous until now<br>Fumbling and scared<br>So afraid You'll find me out<br>Alone here with my doubt</em><br><br>He moved slowly deeper inside, feeling every moment as if it existed in its own eternity.&nbsp; Time seemed to stand still for them, as their breathing became one with the movement of their bodies, undulating to the rhythm of their new shared song.<br><br><em>Here it comes<br>A beautiful collision is happening now<br>There seems no end to where You begin<br>And there I am now<br>You and I collide</em><br><br>He felt the flesh of his pubis meet hers outer lips, his sac resting against her bottom, their bodies and souls weaving a new dance that inspired their tune.&nbsp; He left himself buried inside, feeling her still twitching muscles, not yet calmed from her orgasm.&nbsp; He felt her bringing new life to his cock as he swayed with there union and began to move his hips, slowly gliding in and out of her sweetest point of desire.<br><br><em> Something circling inside<br>Spaciously you fly<br>Infinite and wide<br>Like the moon and sky collide</em><br><br>Their mind and body and soul collided and became one as they both continued the song.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 19:44:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Oh my fucking God.</em> She thought as their bodies came together.&nbsp; Everyone one of her senses was assaulted by their escapades and it all played together in a wonderful symphony of desire and fulfillment.&nbsp; She pulled hard against the restraints once more.&nbsp; She wanted to have her limbs wrapped around him, to get the leverage to slam her hips against his. <br><br><em>Here it comes, a beautiful collision<br>Is happening now.<br>There seems no end to where you begin and there I am now<br>You and I, collide<br></em> <br><br>She joined his song, her voice strong despite the screams trying to break free.&nbsp; He was still torturing her in the most delicious fashion.&nbsp; She clenched her kegel muscles around him.<br><br><em>Here it comes, Here it comes now (You and I)<br>Here it comes, Here it comes now (You and I)<br>Here it comes, Here it comes, Here it comes now<br>Feel it coming on, Feel it coming on now, Here it comes now<br>Here it comes, Here it comes, Here it comes now</em><br><br>They sang to one another, their bodies rising and falling in the rhythm of the song.&nbsp; Emily was near to begging to be freed and it had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with wanting to feel him, all of him, but she wanted to see this through.&nbsp; She wanted to know what it was like to have no modicum of control over sex.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 20:04:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As their rhythm hit an an accelerando, their words were accarezzévole, expressive of their bodies' caresses against one another.&nbsp; He felt her clenching around him, her body yearning to be filled with his, longing for their grande focoso, the mutual climax they were building towards.&nbsp; <br><br>For Anderson, the feeling of being inside his lover again was empowering his inner voice to sing songs that had been trapped for too long.&nbsp; He felt the dal segno al fine begin within his core, an orgasm unlike any he had felt with the intensity of his lover's heat drawing from him his second climax of their evening together.&nbsp; He repeated the ending refrain with her again:<br><br><em>Here it comes, Here it comes now (You and I)<br>Here it comes, Here it comes now (You and I)</em><br><br>Urging her toward her own climax as he built toward his own, they repeated their song as a mantra of their love for one another as he pushed up with his arms, giving him leverage to thrust deeper within as he began to move faster and faster, stimulating her clitoris with his pubis, and pressing against her deepest place of desire with the head and shaft of his cock.&nbsp; He was close, and now was the time to free her.<br><br>With the swiftest of moves, he fell upon her and reached for the quick-release lever on the cuffs that bound her wrists before rising up in mid thrust to reach behind him and loosen the shackles at her feet, freeing their bodies completely to ultimate fulfillment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 00:10:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily didn't realize what Anderson was doing until her arms came free.&nbsp; Her arms fell against the pillows behind her head until tried to bring them forward again and pull him back against her she tugged on his shoulders as he freed her ankles, screaming "YES ROCKSTAR!" as his hips met hers again.&nbsp; She wrapped her legs tight around his waist.&nbsp; "Yes...yesyes...oh god yes!" She moaned as she could finally match the rhythm of the song fully.<br><br>Her body rose and fell with his, a powerful orgasm looming.&nbsp; Her nails scraped over his back, marking him as hers.&nbsp; Emily's moans and sighs mixed with Anderson's almost as an extension of their song.&nbsp; Her skin was hot against his, radiating the heat he'd built up within her.&nbsp; "FUCK YES" She screamed and her muscles once again clenched around him.&nbsp; Emily locked her legs pinning Anderson deep within her as she came this time.&nbsp; Her whole body pulsing in time to her pleasure.&nbsp; Her body was so sensitive from his attentions that Emily felt him explode with in her&nbsp; "Yes, yesyesYESYESYEEES! GODROCKSTAR YES!" Black spots swam in her vision as her screams of passion became incoherent. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 00:16:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His own guttural moans of pleasure were lost in the sea of her new freed expression and he lost himself completely as they twined together.&nbsp; Rolling to the side, he continued to move in and out of her, not thrusting, but gently gliding his cock through their mixed juices as their passion ebbed and flowed into the night.<br><br>The only words left on his lips as the song ended were, "I love you Emily.&nbsp; I love you...I can't get enough of you, baby.&nbsp; I love you."<br><br>Their bodies sank into blissful sleep as they lay entangled in each other's embrace throughout the night.&nbsp; Enjoying the sweet calm of afterglow, their souls twined with them as they drew deep breaths only drawn by satisfied lovers. They kissed one another gently as they drifted into sleep's warm embrace.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 01:21:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Just before Emily dropped off she murmured something, that in her mind sounded like "I love you too, Anderson" but her raw throat and sleepiness probably kept it from sounding quite right. <br><br>The next few days passed in much the same way.&nbsp; Emily and Anderson were practically inseparable when they left the bedroom.&nbsp; Emily spent much of the time Anderson needed to take care of his own business and career floating in his pool and happily removing her tan lines.&nbsp; They enjoyed meals and several chats with Nate, who would prod them about what happened when they were in the throes of passion.&nbsp; He honestly told them it was just to help explain what was going on with them, though Emily blushed furiously through a lot of the telling.&nbsp; Thus far Anderson had kept their exploring to the lighter side of his darker desires.&nbsp; Everything about him seemed to make Emily fall more in love.<br><br>One afternoon they spent with Jillian, letting her meet Emily and going over with both them of them kinds of things they could expect from the media and journalists when news of their romance broke.&nbsp; &nbsp;Some of it was hard for Emily to hear, some of it made her angry and a portion of it even made her consider never leaving Darkness Manor again.&nbsp; Anderson successfully calmed her down though and even convinced her to meet the band.&nbsp; <br><br>The morning they were supposed to meet the band Emily woke up in an irrationally irritable mood.&nbsp; That's when she actually looked at the little pack that held her birth control pills.&nbsp; Of course, the morning they were supposed to meet the band and she wanted to be the happy, perky woman she was becoming, she would be agitated and easily upset.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Perfect." She muttered pulling on one of Anderson's robes and going out to sit by the pool.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 01:40:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Coming back in the bedroom after grabbing some things to munch on while he waited for Emily to awake, Anderson walked into an empty bedroom, carrying a cup of coffee for her.&nbsp; He noticed the pool door open, and went in search of her, to find her sulking on one of the teak deck chairs that dotted the red wood platform around his pool.&nbsp; Sitting down next to her, he offered the cup of coffee he prepared and said, "A million dollars for your though."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 01:51:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you for the coffee" She smiled.&nbsp; "I'm just moody today and going to be for a few days.&nbsp; Trying to get out of my irritated funk before I meet the guys.&nbsp; It's going to be tense enough I think with out me being over sensitive."&nbsp; She frowned a bit and sipped at the coffee.&nbsp; Emily stared blankly at the water of the pool as the sun sparkled on it.&nbsp; "Sorry, Rockstar." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 01:58:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Catching her drift very quickly, he didn't need everything spelled out for him.&nbsp; "Ah," he said.&nbsp; He put his hand on Emily's back and rubbed it a second before saying anything else.&nbsp; <br><br>While Anderson had never staid with a woman too long, he had had enough relationships to know what was happen...he just didn't know what he was supposed to do.&nbsp; His mind went into panic mode as he began to think through everything, <em>Does she want me to call the guys and reschedule?&nbsp; Am I expected to go to the store and get her feminine products now?&nbsp; Oh shit, I've never bought those before...I bet they have all sorts of options...</em>&nbsp; He finally landed on a brilliant idea, he asked Emily what she wanted from him.&nbsp; "Do you need me to do or get anything for you?&nbsp; Do you need to go shopping today?&nbsp; Tell me what I can do for you, baby."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 02:18:50</strong>
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				Emily was touched at his concern and willingness.&nbsp; "I have what I need to get through today and I can go shopping either this evening or tomorrow.&nbsp; Mostly what I need from you is a little extra patience and not to be patronized.&nbsp; I really hate being patronized anyway, and you've never been such with me before, so I'm not really worried about it."&nbsp; She turned to face him and patted his arm.&nbsp; "I might need a little extra space because I'd hate to snap at you over something stupid.&nbsp; And given some time and space this morning, well that plus a Midol from my bag and I should be fine."&nbsp; She leaned forward and kissed his cheek.<br><br>"I just hate that the guys are going to meet me when I'm at my snarkiest and shortest tempered."&nbsp; She frowned for a moment.&nbsp; "I really want them to see who you fell in love with and why."&nbsp; &nbsp;Emily looked into his eyes.&nbsp; She really did want the meeting with the guys to go well and having Anderson cancel with some lame excuse wouldn't help it go any better.&nbsp; She would just have to suck it up, put on her big girl panties and deal. <br><br>"And...there is one thing I've been wanting to ask." She chewed her lower lip. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 02:29:04</strong>
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				Anderson pondered her comments as she spoke.&nbsp; Feeling her sensitivity over meeting the guys that day, he didn't want her to feel putout, but this was important for him and for the band to get used to the new order of things.&nbsp; There was one relationship in his life where Anderson was always the dominant figure: his band.<br><br>"Go ahead and ask, sweetheart, and if you want me to give you some space after I answer, I've got some other stuff I can do...or you could come play X-Box with me in the theater room.&nbsp; I haven't shown you that set up yet," he said, hoping to cheer her a little.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 02:35:58</strong>
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				Emily chewed her lip a bit and just dove in.&nbsp; "So my lease is up at the end of next month.&nbsp; I was just kind of wondering if I should bother renewing it or not?&nbsp; And it's not that I have any question over us." She assured him quickly.&nbsp; "We just haven't mentioned since we got my stuff a few days ago.&nbsp; I just don't want to assume anything.&nbsp; I'm sure you know what happens then." She chuckled a bit, already feeling better. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 02:47:18</strong>
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				Laughing a little, he put his arms around her and held her close to him.&nbsp; Leaning into her ear he said, "Baby, I told you the first night we met, my place is yours.&nbsp; If you want, give me your keys and Ed will make sure all your stuff is brought over tomorrow.&nbsp; You can set up stuff where ever you want.&nbsp; Mi casa is su casa."<br><br>He couldn't believe she was embarrassed to ask him this, he could see it etched on her face.&nbsp; "Oh, my baby girl," he said.&nbsp; His humor got the best of him as he walked back to the house with his armed draped around her, playing silly lovers games that involve tickling and laughing and maybe a nookie or two.&nbsp; As they walked inside, Anderson grew serious and said, "Baby, you can feel free to assume anything you want with me, unless I tell you otherwise.&nbsp; I'm yours."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 03:04:42</strong>
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				Now that it was out there Emily felt quite silly for being nervous about asking.&nbsp; This was the first permanent thing she'd had in a long time and she was treating it like something fragile and now she knew she didn't need to.&nbsp; "I kind of like Baby Girl."&nbsp; She snickered.&nbsp; "It's somehow less creepy than I thought it might be." <br><br>As they headed for the theater room she thought about the last time she'd attempted to play any sort of game system.&nbsp; She was awful at it.&nbsp; Sitting still was never her strong suit and no matter what anyone, a guy especially, said about how 'intuitive' a game was, it never was to her.&nbsp; "You're not going to make me play 'Rock Band' are you?" She teased.&nbsp; She was especially horrible at that one.&nbsp; She preferred real instruments in her hands any day.&nbsp; "Seriously though,"&nbsp; She ticked his sides squirming way from him as he tickled her.&nbsp; "I've never been good at video games." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 03:22:49</strong>
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				"Oooo, I think I know one you'd like.&nbsp; I have a Wii system...you don't sit for that one," he said as they continued their short trip indoors and through the halls leading to the theater and entertainment room.<br><br>"Wii is cool if you don't like to sit.&nbsp; The controller moves your character when you move around...I think you'll like it," he began sounding more like a little kid on Christmas morning instead of the mature, sophisticated grown up he had been thus far.<br><br>He put in the boxing game and got it started as he handed Emily the control.&nbsp; "I'll show you how it works," he said.&nbsp; He moved around, threw a jab and an upper cut to demonstrate the different moves they could make to move their characters.&nbsp; "Now, you try and then we'll start."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 04:00:04</strong>
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				"I've played a wii before." She teased him.&nbsp; Emily made sure the straps were tight on her wrists.&nbsp; She really didn't want to toss a controller through the tv.&nbsp; Soon they were laughing and playing the boxing game, Emily somewhat less than gracefully.&nbsp; They went enough rounds that Emily lost track and neither noticed that Nate was standing in the doorway watching them and chuckling to himself at a side of Emily he hadn't been privileged to see. <br><br>They had both worked up a sweat by the time Emily said, "Okay, now I need a shower before I meet the guys."&nbsp; She paused the game let the controllers fall, leaving her arms linked as she threw them over Anderson's head to trap him in a sweaty embrace.&nbsp; "Can't be stinky when I meet the band." She giggled and kissed him quickly.&nbsp; "Thank you, Rockstar.&nbsp; This was just what I needed this morning." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 04:16:40</strong>
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				At first he was going to offer to join her, but thought better of it.&nbsp; He decided to offer a few rounds to Nate instead.<br><br>"C'mon over and give it try Nate.&nbsp; We're just having some fun," he cajoled him until he came over and took the controller from his hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Putting the band on his wrist, Anderson made sure it was tight before he demonstrated how the moves worked.&nbsp; Nate laughed, "And who do you think had the Wii she played on before, young man?"<br><br>Slightly embarrassed, Anderson clicked resume and they boxed...and they boxed...and they boxed.<br><br>Both men laughed and enjoyed their time together, but by the end, Anderson turned to him and said, "Nate, I want you to know, I really do love Emily.&nbsp; I know this is not just a fling.&nbsp; I think she looks at you as a father, and I wanted you to know I will treat her right."<br><br>Nate nodded as he said, "I know you will.&nbsp; You're destined to."<br><br>They left the theater and headed to the front living room to wait on the band to arrive and for Emily to join them.&nbsp; Anderson poured himself a Greyhound from the bar and offered one to Nate.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 04:39:49</strong>
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				"Yes, thank you." Nate accepted the drink.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily arrived before the band.&nbsp; Her feet were still bare but she'd put on a pair of well worn jeans.&nbsp; They hugged her modest curves in all the right places and just the right the way without looking as if she'd poured herself uncomfortably in them.&nbsp; This was obviously her favorite pair of jeans.&nbsp; She paired it with a purple top made out of some flowy, sheer material over silk that flirted just above the top of her jeans.&nbsp; It had half inch wide straps and empire waist created by the same sheer material embroidered with flowers and butterflies.&nbsp; The embroidery however wasn't evident until she came closer as the top was all the same shade of lilac purple.&nbsp; Closer up it was also evident she'd gone to the trouble of putting on a little makeup.&nbsp; Her lips shimmered with a barely pink glossy lipstick. <br><br>Yes, the band was <em>Into the Darkness</em> but when she'd put on her black top she felt angsty.&nbsp; This one made her feel happy and happy was what she wanted when the guys arrived.&nbsp; Anderson had done so much turn around her morning and she wanted the rest of the day to go as pleasantly.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>She looked between the two men.&nbsp; "You were talking about me." She eyed Nate.&nbsp; "I can always tell." <br>He held up both hands.&nbsp; "I'm not saying a word." <br><br>Emily laughed and walked to Anderson placing a light kiss on his cheek, light enough she barely grazed his cheek so as not to leave behind lipstick.&nbsp; She left her arm around his waist as they chatted waiting for the guys to show up.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 05:00:18</strong>
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				A few moments passed as they stood in happy conversation before the first of the band arrived.&nbsp; Lars Dillon walked in, the band's drummer.&nbsp; Anderson went to greet him at the door and usher him to meet Emily and Nate.<br><br>"Lars, this is Emily and our friend Nate," Anderson said.&nbsp; "Nate and Em, this is Lars."<br><br>"It's a pleasure," Lars said as he shook both of their hands.&nbsp; They made a bit of small talk as they waited for the last two members of the band.&nbsp; <br><br>Wyatt Briggs, the lead guitarist and Brad McKenzie, the bassist, showed up together.&nbsp; Anderson greeted and introduced them the same as he had Lars.&nbsp; After introductions were made, Anderson invited everyone to take a seat.<br><br>"Guys, I wanted you to meet Emily because we are...seeing each other.&nbsp; In fact, we talked this morning and she's going to be moving in.&nbsp; We cut a single covering <em>Broken</em> together and she's a phenomenal artist.&nbsp; I offered to feature her on some of the songs on the upcoming album we record."&nbsp; Anderson expected resistance and though he saw some in Brad's eyes, but he pressed on.&nbsp; "But the real reason I wanted you guys to get to know each other is because I'm going to be taking a bit of time to do some more duet cuts with just Emily and I.&nbsp; We're going to delay recording a few weeks, so you guys can take some time off, or get together and rehearse or whatever.&nbsp; We'll be getting together to start our stuff in about 6 weeks."<br><br>Anderson continued, "I know this is a lot to throw at you guys at once.&nbsp; But I want you to know why I feel the way I do."&nbsp; He thumbed the button on his sound system and let the disc he and Emily had cut play.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 05:29:10</strong>
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				Emily had shaken each man's hand in turn did her very best not to fidget while she listen to what Anderson had to say to his band mates.&nbsp; She watched their reactions and got into a bit of a staring contest with Brad.&nbsp; He was going to be the one to cause trouble.&nbsp; When the song began Emily flushed a bit.&nbsp; She hadn't been expecting him to head there so soon.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>She chewed her lower lip nervously as she waited for their reactions.&nbsp; Nate looked more like a scientist observing some phenomenon.&nbsp; Wyatt and Lars were watching her and looking to Anderson alternately.&nbsp; Brad however seemed to be trying his best <em>not</em> to listen.&nbsp; Emily relaxed a bit as Wyatt and Lars smiled and gave Anderson a knowing look with a chuckle. <br><br>"Where have you been hiding that talent?" Wyatt asked amazed. <br><br>"Oh it's one song.&nbsp; Don't you go falling in love with her too.&nbsp; So what, she can sing one song and obviously fuck Anderson well enough to get herself invited to stay.&nbsp; Get him back from one addiction and lose him to another." Brad gruffed.&nbsp; He stared at Emily while he spoke, almost as if in challenge.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 14:00:53</strong>
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				"Watch it Brad," Anderson said.&nbsp; There was a menacing tone to his voice and darker than usual look to his eye when he spoke to the band's bass player.&nbsp; The newest member to join them, and one who had not quite gotten on board yet with the way they worked as a group.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh fuck you, Anderson," Brad said, "Why should we sit here and have you dictate what we're gonna be doing?"&nbsp; The gauntlet had been thrown down.<br><br>Seeing that a fight was ready to ensue, Lars said, "Brad, chill the fuck out, man.&nbsp; You're disrespecting our LEAD singer, and you're being a complete asshole to his lady.&nbsp; If he wants to go and bring in another artist to feature of vocals, that's his prerogative."<br><br>Brad closed his mouth, but the tension could still be seen etched in his features.&nbsp; "Brad," Anderson said, "tell me why you're really upset."<br><br>"She's our Yoko, man.&nbsp; That's all there fucking is to it," Brad responded.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 14:11:48</strong>
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				"Now wait just a damn minute." Emily stepped right in front of Brad, so they were about six inches from being toe to toe.&nbsp; The fact that he had a good eight inches on her didn't even register with the woman.&nbsp; She kept her tone even, the hurt and anger only showing in her eyes if one knew what to look for.&nbsp; "You don't even know a damn thing about me except what you've obviously assumed.&nbsp; Anderson and I had a really, and do mean really, like several times revisiting the subject since I met him, long talk about bringing me in for female vocals.&nbsp; I've been a fan of <em>Darkness</em> since the beginning and I don't want to see the band changed.&nbsp; I think I'd take it just as badly as he would if you all broke up.&nbsp; The <em>very</em> last thing I want and my bigged fear is being this band's Yoko."&nbsp; She paused for a minute.&nbsp; "I want my <em>own</em> career.&nbsp; And obviously, right now, I can sing parts for the music you all record but my own style is...softer." <br><br>She looked from Brad to Lars, Wyatt and then Anderson, "Are we all understanding what I'm saying here?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 14:26:30</strong>
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				Brad seemed, at least temporarily, mollified.&nbsp; The rest of the band were holding up their hands in mock surrender, trying to calm the furious storm that Brad had unleashed in their direction.&nbsp; <br><br>Lars, always the first to speak in the band, said, "Hey, Em, it's all good.&nbsp; It's all good, baby."<br><br>Anderson, ignoring Lars, could see he and Brad would have to talk privately at another time to help him understand what happened.&nbsp; He made a mental note before saying, "Guys, I think we all know where we stand...why don't we pour some drinks and have a pleasant dinner together tonight and just relax, give you all some time to meet and get to know Emily for yourself."<br><br>The formal conversation ended, Anderson began to mingle with his band, reaching out and taking Emily's hand as a way to draw her in to his conversations, but wanting her to have the freedom to talk to whom she wished.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 14:44:56</strong>
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				Emily gave Anderson a small smile and rose on her toes to whisper to him, "I'm sorry.&nbsp; Obviously it's a subject I feel passionately on." She kissed his cheek before turning to the rest of the guys Lars and Wyatt who were standing not far away.<br><br>"Let's start again guys, I'm Emily Sawyer.&nbsp; I look forward to getting to see you guys work and my inner fangirl is running around screaming right now, excited to even be standing here let alone looking at the chance to record with you.&nbsp; I'm for the most part self taught but Kyle obviously saw enough in me to toss me in a studio with Anderson and it's been crazy fun since." <br><br>Wyatt gave her a genial grin.&nbsp; "Looking forward to hearing more from you.&nbsp; Emily that recording it was, wow.&nbsp; I didn't know it was possible for a song to grab my soul like that.&nbsp; Where did it come from?" <br><br>Emily blushed a little.&nbsp; "Anderson and I...have a real connection.&nbsp; I'm kind of hoping for a jam session later to see what happens with the group."<br><br>Lars chuckled a little.&nbsp; "Anderson, I dunno where you found her, but you better keep her man.&nbsp; That song, I might need a cold shower man." <br><br>Emily smiled and relaxed more.&nbsp; Her thumb feathered over Anderson's palm as she held his hand. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 15:25:12</strong>
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				Anderson worried about Brad.&nbsp; Pulling away from Emily for a minute, he went to where Brad was standing alone sipping his cocktail.&nbsp; "Brad," he said, "what can I say to make you okay with this?"<br><br>"I don't know, man," Brad said.&nbsp; "I mean, we've been through a lot of hell with your heroine addiction, and all kinds of shit related to that...I'm just concerned she's going to ruin our sound.&nbsp; Have you singing more tracks like what you just played, and that's not who we are.&nbsp; You know?"<br><br>Anderson said, "I understand that, Brad.&nbsp; I do.&nbsp; But we will continue to be us, and have her merge with our sound.&nbsp; If it doesn't play well we'll roll it back and recut it with just me in the vocals.&nbsp; But this is something I think we can make work.&nbsp; I just need you to be on board and trust me, man."<br><br>Brad pondered his request for a long moment before responding.&nbsp; He said, "I'll trust you, Anderson.&nbsp; I'm not sure I like it, and you know I'm going to be the first one to say something if the tracks blow, so just be aware..." he let his veiled threat hang.<br><br>"I would expect nothing less," Anderson said with his winning smile.&nbsp; "Now why don't you quit being an anti-social ass and come over and get to know Emily a little.&nbsp; I think you'll really like her."<br><br>Anderson put his arm around Brad and walked with him over to the group of Wyatt, Lars, Emily and Nate who were laughing and conversing together.&nbsp; Brad was quiet, but engaged better than he had before.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 16:02:46</strong>
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				Drinks and conversation went on until dinner was served.&nbsp; They ate, talked and laughed becoming a more cohesive group.&nbsp; After dinner Nate excused himself to bed, still somewhat jet lagged and wanting to give Emily a chance to shine without feeling like her father was keeping an eye on her.&nbsp; <br><br>The musicians moved their fun from the dining room into the entertainment room where Emily got to see the guys in 'chill out' mode.&nbsp; Which involved a lot of laughing and teasing.&nbsp; For countless hours they just hung out; playing Anderson's various game systems.&nbsp; She and Brad even boxed; Emily came out the winner and the guys ragged on Brad for it.&nbsp; It was into the wee hours when things wound down and the guys headed out.&nbsp; They all meandered to the door where Anderson and Emily said their goodnights to their friends.&nbsp; Or at least Emily hoped they would take her into the group.&nbsp; She was still feeling like a little bit of an outsider, but then she was the only female and non band member still part of the party so that wasn't entirely unexpected. <br><br>After the door was shut Emily sagged against Anderson.&nbsp; "That went...well, I think." She gave him a tired smile.&nbsp; "I don't know about you, but I'm ready to head up to bed.&nbsp; I am pooped." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 16:21:17</strong>
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				Anderson kept his arms around her and walked with her to the bedroom.&nbsp; "You did great, baby.&nbsp; Other than Brad, everyone loved you right off.&nbsp; And Brad will come around," he said.<br><br>They entered the bedroom and Anderson kissed Emily lightly.&nbsp; "So, uh..." he paused a bit, not sure how to word the next bit, "I guess there's no fooling around right now?" he asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 16:57:14</strong>
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				"I'm sure he will.&nbsp; Though maybe next time I should let him win at boxing." She laughed.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily looked up at him a bit shy, "It's a major turn off for me, all that bloody mess." She told him honestly.&nbsp; "I'm not opposed to getting you off with my hands, mouth or breast.&nbsp; I just, sorry, Rockstar." Her smile fell a little.&nbsp; "The good news is though it'll only be like there, maybe four days, tops." <br><br>Her fingers drummed nervously against his lower back as she thought over her next words.&nbsp; "And I think by then, I'll be ready to..." She let out a woosh of air and whispered in a small voice "Explore a little more of you kind of kink." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 20:13:18</strong>
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				Her desire to explore some of the things he had talked about with her before excited him...maybe a bit more than he needed to be excited at that moment.&nbsp; He wanted nothing more than to bed her right then.<br><br>"I don't want you to do anything you don't feel like doing, baby," he said.&nbsp; "I mean, if you're too tired, or aren't in the mood because of...anyway, I understand."<br><br>His gaze showed his true feelings, and if she couldn't tell by that, his erection was certainly doing a fine job of making his point for him as it threatened to burst through the denim holding it at bay.&nbsp; He saw no glow around them, and he knew this would be different, but he still yearned for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 00:24:46</strong>
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				"C'mere Baby" she hooked her fingers in his belt loops and pulled him close.&nbsp; "I have a secret for you." She grinned an impish grin with mischief in her eyes to match.&nbsp; She left one hand gripping his belt loops.&nbsp; With the other hand she wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck and guided him down toward her as she rose on her toes to whisper in his ear, "I'm horny as hell when I'm cycling and seeing you like that..." Her hand drifted from his belt loop down and over his very obvious erection "...gives me a second wind." <br><br>Emily nipped at his ear lobe with her teeth, tugging gently.&nbsp; She kissed down his neck, only breaking contact with his skin to pull his tee shirt off over his head.&nbsp; Then her kisses and nips trailed down his chest as she walked him back towards the bed.&nbsp; She made it her goal to cover every inch of his chest, paying special attention to his nipples like he said he liked.&nbsp; Her teeth scraped over his right nipple gently before she closed her mouth over it suckling.&nbsp; She felt him gasp and grinned against his skin.&nbsp; Her hands drifted down to his jeans, unfastening them and pushing them, along with his boxers down. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 03:43:10</strong>
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				When her teeth first touched his nipple, Anderson thought he would faint.&nbsp; The electrical like impulses that shot through his nervous system made his knees weaken, his heart race and his cock come to attention in a manner that would make any General proud of a Private.<br><br>His groan couldn't start deep enough to express the sensations that were shattering his bones as she began to suck and play with him in a way that reminded him of what he had done to her when he tied her to the bed.&nbsp; As if sex with her wasn't already good - she had to go and make it that much better when they weren't having sex.<br><br>he made of fist in her straight locks, pulling her face closer to him, willing the tiniest of pleasure points on his body as deeply into her mouth as it was possible for it to go.&nbsp; As he laid on the bed, his body melted into the covers.&nbsp; He was consumed by her love.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 16:44:30</strong>
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				Emily tongued and teased his nipple relishing in his enjoyment.&nbsp; It was a rush to be able to give him this, to return the favor of driving him mad with desire.&nbsp; Of course, she was driving herself crazy too.&nbsp; Still fully clothed the soft material of her top warmed with the heat of their bodies.&nbsp; She wanted to feel him skin on skin, but she wanted to tease him too.&nbsp; Emily sat up straddling Anderson and smiled down at him.&nbsp; Slowly she lifted the lilac top off and let it flutter down to his chest.&nbsp; She frowned down at the strapless bra she'd worn (the first time she'd put one on since meeting Anderson).&nbsp; The bra was white embellished with lace over the demi-cups and around the bottom of the band.&nbsp; There was a little yellow bow between her pert, perky breast. <br><br>"D'you like the jeans and bra look, Rockstar?" She asked in a husky, lusty tone when she caught the look in his eyes.&nbsp; At his nod she decided to leave the bra until Anderson took the initiative to remove it from her.&nbsp; Slowly she drug the tank top off his chest, letting the material drag over his sensitized nipples.&nbsp; She leaned forward, with a hand on either side of his head and let her hair fall in a curtain around them.&nbsp; It was like a barrier, blocking out the rest of the world.&nbsp; "I love you" She murmured her lips brushing against his with the words until met him in a deep, passionate, soul searing kiss. <br><br>Her lips remained locked with his until her lungs burned and she had to break the kiss or risk passing out. "I am sooooo going to enjoy this." She kissed down over his neck and collar bone again, this time paying attention to his left nipple with her mouth, alternately gliding her tongue over it and suckling it while one hand drifted down to surround his cock.&nbsp; She grasped him firmly and stroked from hilt to tip, where she ran the pad of her thumb over him, spreading his precum over the head before gliding her hand back down. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 16:57:50</strong>
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				Anderson was trembling.&nbsp; Unable to speak and willing only to be lost in her movements on his body, he closed his eyes and let his hands wander over her back and sides, feeling her smooth skin under the touch of his fingers and palms.<br><br>He relished the feel of her hand on his prick, her tongue and lips on his nipple and the warmth of her body against him.&nbsp; Tiring of the fabric that separated the feel of her breasts against his skin, let his hand wander over her back to feel for the latch that would free her breasts from their barrier.&nbsp; Finding it with practiced ease, he released the hook with one deft move.<br><br>He gasped suddenly and moaned deeply as his sac responded to the electrical impulses fired by the work of her tongue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 17:18:49</strong>
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				Emily gasped at the feel of his hands on her skin.&nbsp; The touch of his hands sending little sparks, like static electricity raising the hair on her arms and sending goosebumps racing over her.&nbsp; Her hand moved at a quicker pace over his phallus.&nbsp; Her free hand tossed the bra somewhere into the room.&nbsp; She didn't pay attention to where just that it was gone.&nbsp; When her breast fell against his chest she moaned.&nbsp; "You feel so fucking good." She murmured against his skin.<br><br>A wicked idea entered her mind and Emily quickly acted on it.&nbsp; She teased his nipple between her teeth before leaving it completely and kissing down his chest with less than gentle nips tossed in here and there.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she reached his hip she bit a little harder, enough this time that he'd have a mark at least until the morning.&nbsp; She positioned her body so his cock was between her breast.&nbsp; She rocked slowly against him, watching his eyes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 17:34:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The warmth of her tender flesh flowing over the head of his cock sent a rush of pleasure through him that equated to the tidal waves crashing on the shore just a few miles away.&nbsp; He felt the impulses of his brain stimulate his member to maximum rigidity and laid there, enjoying her love.<br><br>His hands moved gently over her shoulders and through her hair.&nbsp; Feeling the tickling sensation of the ends of her mane brush the skin of his belly and the place where she had just bitten him continued to roll the shockwave of delight through his entire being.<br><br>His voice finally returning to him, he said, "My fucking god, woman.&nbsp; You are so good to me..." as his eyes rolled back into his head to feel the pillowy goodness surrounding the flesh of his prick.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 00:20:27</strong>
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				"No better than you are to me." She smiled.&nbsp; "You've spent more time giving me pleasure than should be legal.&nbsp; I intend to return the favor."&nbsp; &nbsp;Emily positioned herself so she bore her weight on her knees.&nbsp; Her breast still moved against his thighs as she took his cock into her mouth.&nbsp; She reached up to pinch his nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.&nbsp; She sucked on him, moving the flat of her tongue along his length.&nbsp; <br><br>After a few minutes of this Emily put her hands on either side of his hips and rocked up onto all fours.&nbsp; She rose off him and ran just the tip of her tongue around his prick, just under the edge of its head.&nbsp; While she did this her eyes locked with his.&nbsp; Desire ran deep in them and her own arousal shown back at him.&nbsp; She was taking great pleasure in giving him pleasure.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 01:05:29</strong>
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				When she reached up to play with both of his nipples at once while ministering to his prick, he couldn't help but wince at the delicious sense of both pain and pleasure as she pinched and rolled each tiny nub in her fingers.<br><br>The look in her eyes excited and aroused him even further.&nbsp; He could not get enough of gazing into those deep hazel eyes.&nbsp; He took a sharp breath in through his teeth as her tongue teased his tip.&nbsp; Relishing the feel of her tongue and longing for her touches to continue.<br><br>"Dammit, I want to be inside you tonight," he became flustered.&nbsp; Not feeling his arousal ebb, he was taken up in the moment and enjoying her pleasuring him...but he felt that something was missing and that something began to pull at a deep yearning in him...a dark yearning.&nbsp; It was as if he was being teased with the goodness of her body, but not able to experience the full expression and his body needed that union that only they shared.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 01:27:03</strong>
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				"Just a few nights, Rockstar." She murmured.&nbsp; "I'm so hot for you.&nbsp; I want to make you cum."&nbsp; Her tongue swirled around his cock as she took it into her mouth once more.&nbsp; Her nails raked down his thighs and back up again while her head bobbed, drawing her mouth up and down his shaft.&nbsp; Emily paused each time she reached the point of having just the head of his prick on her mouth to suck just a bit harder.&nbsp; <br><br>It was making her crazy to hear and see Anderson in the pleasure she was giving him.&nbsp; She wanted him in her so badly, wanted to ride him hard until they were both screaming.&nbsp; Emily knew though, that as soon as he got her naked she'd be totally turned off by the fact she was cycling.&nbsp; So redoubled her efforts on him.&nbsp; Emily moaned against him adding the vibration to the list of things she was doing to raise him to climax. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 01:46:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His sac contracted, drawing his testes inside his body, the precursor of his climax.&nbsp; He could feel his prick twitch every time she moved over the head and stimulated the nerves bundled there.&nbsp; Involuntarily his hand found her hair and made fists, pulling her hair as she bobbed up and down over him.<br><br>He watched as the curves of her breasts swayed with her movements, her nipples touching his thighs where she had been dragging her nails.&nbsp; He bit his lip as he sucked in another sharp breath, feeling his climax about to peak.<br><br>"Oh...fuuuuuck me...yeah, baby...I'm about to cum..." he said as his hands stopped making fists and began to move her head more aggressively over his cock.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 04:19:17</strong>
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				Emily didn't say anything.&nbsp; She moved harder, faster over him at his urging.&nbsp; She took him deeper, as deep as she possibly could and sucked harder.&nbsp; Her hands held his hips, her nails biting into the skin as she gripped him firmly.&nbsp; Emily welcomed his ejaculate when he came, not as strong as the last time she had sucked him off, but enough to give her a bit of an ego boost.&nbsp; She continued to move over him and suck his cock.&nbsp; Her actions still purposeful.&nbsp; She wanted to give her lover as much pleasure as she could.&nbsp; Tonight, was about giving and she wanted to. <br><br>Emily kept at him until the ejaculate stopped flowing into her mouth.&nbsp; She carefully cleaned him with her tongue before kissing back up his torso letting her nipples trail against his skin.&nbsp; She was positioned with a knee on either side of his waist and her hands on either side of his head now, her hair once again curtaining them.&nbsp; "This is going to be the longest three days of my life." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 04:28:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wrapping his arms around her, Anderson smiled the satisfied smile of one caught in the bliss of post-coital union.&nbsp; A smile men regularly have after release.&nbsp; His still twitching cock was pressed between their bellies, and he enjoyed the warmth of her flesh against his as he said, "You're the best, baby.&nbsp; Thank you for that.&nbsp; And thank you for loving me so much."<br><br>Anderson could barely move.&nbsp; The tingling sensation was dying down, and his nervous system was restoring itself, begging for rest.&nbsp; His eyelids fluttered a bit before closing while holding his lover to his chest.&nbsp; He drifted off for a moment before realizing that they weren't properly tucked in for the night. <br><br>Stirring he said, "We should probably hit the hay. You just took the last of my energy, babe."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 04:38:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you for loving me so much." She murmured settling against his chest.&nbsp; <br><br>When he stirred again she giggled.&nbsp; "Sleep, Anderson." She smiled.&nbsp; "I need to go change into something a little more comfortable before I nod off for the night."&nbsp; She kissed his cheek and went to her basket grabbing a pajama set before heading into the bathroom.&nbsp; She took care of what she needed to and when she emerged from the bathroom she came out in deep purple, almost black satin shorts and matching, lace trimmed camisole top.&nbsp; She watched her snoozing love for a moment before turning out the lights. <br><br>Emily slid into bed with Anderson pulling the covers up over them and snuggling up against him.&nbsp; "I love you with all I have." She murmured.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 16:47:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The first hour of sleep was restful and dreamless for Anderson.&nbsp; The warm body of Emily next to him felt comforting and relaxing, but as his sleep continued he felt an old sensation creep into his core.&nbsp; An ache radiated out from that center of his being where his creativity seemed to flow from and creep into his bones.&nbsp; He awakened then in a cold sweat.&nbsp; He looked at his clammy skin and felt the piercing pain that felt like a thousand needles doing a bone marrow biopsy hitting him as his body began to shake and tremble.<br><br>He knew these symptoms, he just didn't know why he had them now.&nbsp; He hadn't used for several months now, and he was symptom free of withdrawls when he was released from rehab.&nbsp; His methadone treatments were complete and he had not touched a needle to vein in that whole time...so why was he going through withdrawls?<br><br>Panic snuck into his mind.&nbsp; <em>Who could I call...what should I do...how soon before I can find a fix...what the fuck is happening to me?</em> he thought.&nbsp; A wave of nausea overcame him and he bolted from the bed to the bathroom, making it to the commode before vomiting.&nbsp; The sound of his retching echoed through the walls, sure to wake his beloved, but he couldn't stop it.&nbsp; Between bouts of nausea he called out, "Honey..." he retched again, "Baby!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 16:55:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily was startled awake when he bounded from the bed.&nbsp; The sounds of his retching froze her a few steps from the bed.&nbsp; She took a deep breath and firmly told her own stomach that it was fine.&nbsp; "I'm coming, Babe." She grabbed her hair tie from the beside table and pulled her hair up into a messy knot as she went to bathroom. <br><br>The sight of Anderson wrenched at her heart.&nbsp; <em>Is he sick?&nbsp; What's wrong?</em>&nbsp; His skin was pale and in the low light she could see his skin glisten and knew he must have been sweating.&nbsp; She grabbed a wash cloth and ran it under cool water before going to him.&nbsp; She found a glass sitting on the sink, upside down and empty.&nbsp; A quick inspection showed it to be clean so she filled it with cold tap water and went to Anderson's side, kneeling on the floor.&nbsp; <br><br>"Rockstar?" She said softly placing the cool wash rag on the back of his neck.&nbsp; "What's wrong?" She looked worried, on the edge of panic.&nbsp; The only sick person she'd ever had to care for was herself.&nbsp; "I got a glass of water for you to rinse your mouth." She held it up for him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 17:17:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands were shaking to badly to take the glass.&nbsp; Holding them up to the sides of his head he looked like a Hare Krishna worshiper without the tambourine or dance, let alone the happy joyful feelings.&nbsp; He retched again, this time dryly.&nbsp; He had already emptied his stomach.<br><br>"I...th...th...think there's some anti nausea...p..pp..pills in th...th...the c.c.c.c.cabinet ne...ne...next to the sink," he said through waves of pain coursing through his stomach.&nbsp; He wondered if he'd even be able to hold those down and how fast they might take effect.<br><br>He didn't want to wake Ed, but he knew he would be of help to Emily right now.&nbsp; "Y...y...you might w.w.w.want to call Ed," he managed to gasp out before dry heaving again.&nbsp; The chills were sweeping over him like a cold arctic blast and he was shivering more than having a case of the shakes just then.&nbsp; "And I..I..I.. n.n.n.n.need a bl..blanket, pl..please."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 17:33:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily scrambled to her feet and opened the medicine cabinet.&nbsp; She pulled out bottles and boxes, dropping them onto the counter, until she found what she was looking for.&nbsp; She had to squint to read the label in the low light, but found the dosing information.&nbsp; She hadn't turned on the lights fully yet because the last thing she wanted was to make Anderson even more uncomfortable by stinging his eyes with the lights.&nbsp; She went back to Anderson with them and sat so he could lean against her.&nbsp; "I'll get the blanket in a moment."&nbsp; She tugged his shoulders so he'd lean into her and she could offer what body heat she had.&nbsp; She picked up the glass of water, "Let me help you." She said with a note of plea in her voice.&nbsp; &nbsp;She hated that he was sick. <br><br>Carefully, Emily helped him to sip enough of the water to swallow the pills.&nbsp; She held him for a moment longer, waiting to be sure he didn't want more water, before kissing his temple.&nbsp; "I'll be right back with the blanket."&nbsp; When he sat up again she got to her feet and went into the bedroom.&nbsp; She still hadn't learned where extra linens were kept so she yanked the comforter off the bed, sending the sheets sliding to the floor and went back to drop it over Anderson's shoulders tucking it around him.&nbsp; Emily pushed his damp hair back out of his face. <em>What's wrong?</em> She asked silently.&nbsp; "I'll get Ed."&nbsp; &nbsp;She worried her lower lip between her teeth.<br><br>Emily went back out to the bedroom where she found the wireless intercom still on Anderson's bedside table.&nbsp; She pushed the button on the intercom, "Edward?"&nbsp; Her voice was small, a bit afraid and a lot worried.&nbsp; "God, Edward, I hate to wake you but we need you in Anderson's room.&nbsp; I-I think he's ill." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 18:00:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His nausea was diminishing, but the cold chills were not.&nbsp; Anderson tried to stand and got up on shaky legs before sinking back to his knees.&nbsp; He noticed the glass of water on the floor next to him and realized he desperately needed a drink.<br><br>He lowered his face to the lip of the glass as he reached one trembling hand toward it.&nbsp; Seizing it, he let the glass tip toward his mouth as he willed his parched and retch tasting mouth to consume the life-giving water.&nbsp; He emptied most of the contents down his chin, but was able to consume enough to wet his tongue.<br><br>He suddenly felt light headed and the room swayed in front of him.&nbsp; Even though he was not moving, he had the sensation of being aboard a ship on the open seas during a tempest.&nbsp; The room rocked back and forth in his vision, and he swayed in the opposite direction, clunking his head against the rim of the toilet.&nbsp; <br><br>The room went black as his body hit the floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 18:25:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not to worry, Emily" Edwards sleep thick voice came back over the intercom.&nbsp; "I'll be there in a moment." <br><br>"Thank you."&nbsp; Emily put the intercom down and went back to the bathroom.&nbsp; Her panic grew when she saw Anderson passed out.&nbsp; She hit her knees next to him, ignoring the jolt of pain from the floor.&nbsp; "Anderson?&nbsp; Rockstar come on!"&nbsp; She could see his thin chest rise and fall so she knew he was still breathing.&nbsp; "C'mon baby you're scaring me." <br><br>Footsteps behind her made her turn around.&nbsp; "Edward." placed a hand over her heart.&nbsp; He was breathing a little heavy, obviously having run there from his room.&nbsp; He was dressed in sleep pants, bare chest, bare feet.&nbsp; "What happened Emily?"<br><br>"We went to bed.&nbsp; A few minutes ago he leaped out of bed and ran in here.&nbsp; He emptied his stomach.&nbsp; He's shaking and cold, sweating and now I think he's unconscious." Unshed tears shimmered in her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>Edward recognized all the symptoms but he'd seen no signs of heroine use in Anderson.&nbsp; <em>He can't be using again.&nbsp; Not with Emily here...Emily.&nbsp; The songs...</em>&nbsp; He looked up from Anderson at Emily as more of the same thoughts chased themselves through his mind.&nbsp; "Em, I know this is going to sound odd and you might want to keep it private, but, well I'm pretty aware of how the first song was inspired.&nbsp; How does that work between you?&nbsp; How often have you been...inspiring...him?"<br><br>"I don't get what that has to do wi--"<br><br>"Emily, he's addicted to you if my suspicions are right."<br><br>"Shit."&nbsp; Emily sighed.&nbsp; Her face and ears burned red as she explained to Edward how they seemed to inspire one another through acts of sex.&nbsp; By the time she'd finished she was looking at the floor unable to meet Ed's eyes and shocked by how much detail he wanted.&nbsp; She had a hard tome putting into words for him they way their souls connected.&nbsp; The truly peaceful, content and satisfied way Anderson made her feel.&nbsp; And how he seemed to be able to crawl into her soul. <br><br>"He's going through withdraw Emily.&nbsp; Just like when he detoxes from Heroine.&nbsp; Help me get him to the bed.&nbsp; Gently." While she'd been talking Edward had been examining Anderson and could see the bruise and knot beginning to rise on his head.&nbsp; "He hit his head.&nbsp; I don't think hard enough to do more than give him a goose egg, but we need to be careful." <br><br>Anderson groaned and moved a bit as they shifted him from the bathroom to the bed, Edward did most of the work as if this was far from the first time he'd ever had to do it.&nbsp; Emily's mind however was racing.&nbsp; <em>She</em> had done this to him.&nbsp; She never meant to, never wanted to hurt Anderson and it scared her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 18:59:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This was new territory for Ed too.&nbsp; Even though he knew how to help Anderson during withdrawls, he didn't know how the effects of his and Emily's gifts worked together and what neural effects happened in his mind during "inspiration."&nbsp; <em>How could love do this?,</em> he thought <em>How could their love for each other have this effect on him, and how was he going to be able to deal with life if Emily ever left him?</em><br><br>Ed turned to Emily and said, "Emily, I can understand if you don't feel comfortable in here.&nbsp; I'm sure you must be scared and tired.&nbsp; I will bring a cot in here and be with him through the night, if you'd like to use one of the guest rooms, you are welcome to do that for the night.&nbsp; And I want you to know, I ordered the matching dresser for this room so that you won't have to keep living out of your clothes basket any longer."<br><br>He was tugging at the restraining straps hidden under the mattress, pulling them down to a place level with Anderson's upper torso, and the ankle cuffs he pulled up to a place level with his lower legs.&nbsp; &nbsp;From the middle of the bed he pulled out a third set of restraints and tossed them across the bed.&nbsp; Walking to the other side, he took the matching restraints and buckled them down to hold Anderson still as he continued to detox through the night.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 19:26:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Oh God...</em>&nbsp; She couldn't take seeing him like this, but she didn't want to leave him.&nbsp; It felt...wrong somewhere deep with in her.&nbsp; She needed sleep though.&nbsp; Emily shook her head trying to clear the tangle of thoughts speeding round and round in her mind.&nbsp; "Um, thank you, Edward.&nbsp; Just today we talked about getting the rest of my things out of my apartment." <br><br>She looked down at Anderson again, wringing her hands.&nbsp; "If, if I've done this maybe I should sleep somewhere else.&nbsp; Tonight. I mean." She added hastily.&nbsp; The thought of walking out the front doors of this place and never turning back made her soul ache.&nbsp; "Can I have a minute?" She looked at Edward quickly.<br><br>He nodded and went into the bathroom. <br><br>"I'm sorry, Rockstar.&nbsp; I'm so sorry." She leaned down and kissed his forehead.&nbsp; "God I love you so much.&nbsp; I never meant..." She sniffled.&nbsp; "Never meant to hurt you.&nbsp; Please be okay, you <em>have</em> to be okay."&nbsp; She swiped at her eyes.&nbsp; Tears wouldn't help anything.&nbsp; "I'll come back in the morning, I promise Baby."&nbsp; &nbsp;She kissed his lips gently before standing up again and saying loud enough for Edward to hear, "Anything you can think I can do to help Edward, please tell me.&nbsp; I'll show myself to a guest room."&nbsp; Emily turned and she made it halfway to the door before she turned back to look at Anderson.&nbsp; Just leaving his bedroom hurt.&nbsp; Some small corner of her brain said this was not natural.&nbsp; That she was in too deep. <br><br>"I love you with all I have, Anderson." She said in a tiny, scared whisper.&nbsp; She left the room in silence. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 19:57:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson struggled only a little against the restraints before Edward went to the safe that was hidden in the bathroom.&nbsp; Inside the safe were sedatives Anderson's doctors had prescribed for Edward to administer should he have a rough time during detox.&nbsp; He snatched up a sealed syringe and a bottle of Klonopin and measured his dosage by the numbers on the hypodermic.&nbsp; He went back to Anderson and found his vein before tying off his arm.&nbsp; He stepped from the bed to lock the door, wanting to make sure no one, especially Emily, saw him inject anything into his arm.<br><br>Going back to the bed, he found the one vein still well defined on his left arm and administered the sedative.&nbsp; His restlessness stemmed within a minute as he drifted into a drug induced, hazy sleep.&nbsp; Edward knew Anderson hated the use of Klonopin for the dreams it induced and the achey feeling it gave his head the next day.&nbsp; But he also knew he could hurt himself against the restraints if he didn't administer the drug.<br><br>Ed did not plan to sleep tonight.&nbsp; He knew Anderson could have need of him at any moment, and he was not going to leave his side.&nbsp; This man with no earthly parents at least had him...and hopefully Emily would be by his side for a good long while.&nbsp; He knew he'd have to share what he did for Anderson with Emily.&nbsp; He had hoped he'd never have to.&nbsp; His deep baritone voice began to hum as he remembered another famous musician who had struggled with addiction:<br><br><em>"I hurt myself today <br>To see if I still feel <br>I focus on the pain <br>The only thing that's real <br>The needle tears a hole <br>The old familiar sting <br>Try to kill it all away <br>But I remember everything"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 20:43:13</strong>
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				Emily stood in the hallway for a few minutes, steeling her will.&nbsp; She finally walked away from the bedroom and slowly made her way to a guest bedroom.&nbsp; She fell into bed and stared into the darkness at the ceiling.&nbsp; <em>How can I be doing this to him?&nbsp; How can I be hurting the man I love so much?&nbsp; Did I do something wrong?&nbsp; Was Nate wrong?&nbsp; Should we not have...</em> her thoughts trailed off as she tossed and turned trying to sleep. <br><br>Sleep however never came to Emily and she went to Nate's room, knocking softly on the door.&nbsp; "Nate?" She said hoping he was awake.<br><br>"Songbird?" His sleepy voice came back to her.&nbsp; Songbird was a nickname he'd given to her and not used in a very long time.&nbsp; Not since she had tried to thank him for teaching her.&nbsp; That thank you had been in the form of offering her body to him.&nbsp; "Come in"<br><br>Emily opened the door just enough to slid in it.&nbsp; Nate as on the bed, he'd rolled over to face the door, but hadn't bothered to rise.&nbsp; He took in her appearance and turned on the light next to the bed.&nbsp; As the soft white light splashed over her he could see the dark circles under eyes and knew she'd not slept.&nbsp; <br><br>"What's wrong Emily?&nbsp; Where is Anderson?"<br>"He's..."&nbsp; Her voice broke and she ran to the bed, throwing herself in Nate's arms.&nbsp; "Oh, God Nate.&nbsp; I hurt him.&nbsp; I didn't mean to and I don't know how..."<br>"Ssssh" Nate held her and rocked her.&nbsp; His hands stroking over her hair and down her back.&nbsp; "Calm down, Em.&nbsp; Just relax."<br><br>She cried out all her fear and swiped at her eyes before she looked up at Nate again.&nbsp; "I hurt him, Nate."<br>"What do you mean, Em?"<br>"Anderson is strapped to a bed because of me." She wailed helplessly.&nbsp; "I...he...Edward thinks he's addicted to me.&nbsp; That what we do when we...write the music."<br>Nate nodded now.&nbsp; He didn't need her to paint him a picture of what happened.&nbsp; He'd been avoiding thinking about Emily in that fashion.&nbsp; "He's an addict Emily, that doesn't just go away.&nbsp; Did you deny him his...fix...tonight?"<br>"I had to Nate.&nbsp; I'm...I knew I couldn't so I just...but it wasn't the same." She wouldn't meet Nate's eyes.<br>"You didn't mean to Emily and I'm sure he knows that.&nbsp; You're just going to have to find another way to give him that when you can't have sex with him.&nbsp; Find the other ways in which your souls connect, to inspire the music.&nbsp; I wish I knew what to tell you."&nbsp; He said softly.&nbsp; "Perhaps later this morning you should take your guitar and go sing him one of your songs." He suggested.&nbsp; "I can't say for sure if it will help him or not, but it might."<br>"O-okay."&nbsp; She nodded. <br>"Right now though, Emily you need to sleep.&nbsp; You can sleep here.&nbsp; I'm going to shower."&nbsp; He slipped from the bed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 22:35:26</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><em>In Anderson's Mind</em></span>:<br><br>Anderson's dreams were a tortured mixture of the good he'd known the last week with Emily and the bad he had suffered in his previous life.&nbsp; The vast number of images flooding his brain of his time without her far outweighed the ones with her.&nbsp; Those from his darker past felt like a needle stuck into his brain as each passage of darkness overwhelmed his dreamscape.&nbsp; There were the pictures of those who did heroine with him when he first got hooked.&nbsp; The pictures of his best friend who had overdosed.&nbsp; Pictures of himself too strung out to respond to normal stimuli.&nbsp; Pictures of him detoxing in rehab.&nbsp; Through the shouting voice of his dreaming mind he heard the constant call, <em>Just one hit will fix you up right, you have the number...you know who to call.</em>&nbsp; Yet through the din of disastrous opportunity he saw her face in the distance.&nbsp; Emily.&nbsp; <br><br>She shone through with that amazing light surrounding her: whitish-yellow shot through with pink, and violet.&nbsp; Her face was captured in ecstasy, just the way he loved to remember her.&nbsp; Eyes tightly closed, nose crunched up, brow knit together and with her shoulders and neck tense. She spoke then, "I'm sorry Anderson...I didn't mean to hurt you..."<br><br><em><span class="bbc_u">Anderson's Room</span></em><br><br>Edward's vigil did not break.&nbsp; He watched Anderson twist and turn in his tortured dreams.&nbsp; He continued to sing <em>Hurt</em> in his broken baritone:<br><br><em>What have I become <br>My sweetest friend <br>Everyone I know <br>goes away <br>In the end <br>And you could have it all <br>My empire of dirt <br>I will let you down <br>I will make you hurt </em><br><br>Anderson's eyes fluttered a little bit as he began to speak.&nbsp; He was incoherent at first, but his words became very clear within a few moments, "Em...Emily?" he called.<br><br>Ed was by his side and put a hand on his clammy arm.&nbsp; "Shhh, it's ok Anderson.&nbsp; She went to get some rest.&nbsp; I'm here with you though..." he said.<br><br>"Emily, I...I need Em..." he said in a gravely voice just above a whisper.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 23:09:49</strong>
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				Emily watched Nate get up and go into his bathroom.&nbsp; She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.&nbsp; Her gut twisted with indecision.&nbsp; Anderson needed her, but she had also been the cause of his pain.&nbsp; She wanted to go to him, wanted to be with him but she feared making him worse.&nbsp; The one thing she did know for sure was that she wouldn't sleep until she knew he was okay.&nbsp; She rose from Nate's bed once the shower started up and she slipped out with out&nbsp; noise.<br><br>Emily walked to the studio and picked up her guitar.&nbsp; She sat on a stool and checked the tuning.&nbsp; She went through a couple verses of "Halleluja" followed by what the had called "Emily's Song."&nbsp; As she sang her song tears fell against her guitar.&nbsp; Singing it without Anderson was almost physically painful for her and the room became washed in a blue light.&nbsp; Something tugged at her, almost like she could hear Anderson calling for her and she swiped at her eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp;She sprinted from the studio to his room.&nbsp; <br><br>She stood outside the door with her guitar slung over her back, the strap crossing over chest.&nbsp; Her hand was frozen in the air unable to knock on the door.&nbsp; <em>Is he even going to want to see me?</em>&nbsp; The cruel question rolled over and over in her mind as she saw images of Anderson strapped to the bed and twisted in pain.&nbsp; Surely if he had wanted her he's have sent Edward to find her.&nbsp; <em>He doesn't want you any more.&nbsp; You hurt him just like you have all rest and he isn't going to want you.</em>&nbsp; A cruel voice slid through her mind.&nbsp; &nbsp;Tears streaked over her cheeks as she sobbed outside the door. <br><br><em>Why now?</em>&nbsp; Anger mixed with her fear and sadness.&nbsp; Things were going so well.&nbsp; She had opened her heart to him, her soul.&nbsp; Emily had finally loved someone and now...she was hurting him.&nbsp; And even knowing that she couldn't leave.&nbsp; She had to stay.&nbsp; The thought of leaving brought her to her knees with physical pain slicing through her chest.&nbsp; "I'm staying" She whispered.&nbsp; "I'm staying." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 01:02:07</strong>
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				--Inside Anderson and Emily's Bedroom--<br><br>Edward was doing his best to calm his friend and employer.&nbsp; "Anderson, its ok.&nbsp; She went to get some rest.&nbsp; She'll be here with you in the morning," he said.<br><br>Anderson wouldn't accept that.&nbsp; He needed her with every fiber of his being...just as he used to need smack when he was like this before.&nbsp; "She'll come now, just call her," his voice more sure now as he came more out of the haze of his sedative.&nbsp; "Please, Ed, get Em for me...I need to see her...she...she needs to know its not her fault...I love her, Ed, I can't live without her and I don't want to be away from her..."<br><br>Ed was taken aback.&nbsp; For 10 years he had served as Anderson's personal assistant.&nbsp; He loved him like a brother and treated him better than anyone else had.&nbsp; Ed had cared for him in his darkest and sickest hours and now he was saying he wanted someone else.&nbsp; His heart broke a little bit, even as it was lifted by knowing his friend had found someone really unique.&nbsp; He patted his arm as he got out of his seat.<br><br>"Let me see what I can do, Anderson.&nbsp; I'll be right back," he said.&nbsp; Taking the glass of water from the night stand he handed it to him before he turned toward the door.&nbsp; As he put his hand on the knob he turned and looked at Anderson again and said, "I'm glad she brings you joy, Anderson.&nbsp; I just hope you can both find a way to bring you peace too."<br><br>His hand turned the knob and opened the door as he turned and took a step out into the hall only to find Emily sitting there in tears.&nbsp; "My dear child!" he said.&nbsp; "I was just on my way to find you.&nbsp; Anderson would like to see you, please."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 01:15:51</strong>
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				Emily jumped back when the door opened.&nbsp; She looked at Edward in shock for a moment before she ran the backs of both her hands over her eyes.&nbsp; "I couldn't say away." She said weakly.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Edward offered her a hand up, "Come on, Em.&nbsp; Go to your man." <br><br>Emily let him help her to her feet and she took a steadying breath before stepping into the room.&nbsp; She had to take several more breaths as she approached the bed.&nbsp; She took one of Anderson's hands in her own when she got there.&nbsp; "I'm so sorry Rockstar." She murmured.&nbsp; Dark circles and heavy bags hung under her red, swollen eyes.&nbsp; Tear stains marked her satin top.&nbsp; "I had no idea.&nbsp; I didn't mean for this happen." She squeezed his hand.&nbsp; "I love you and we're going to find a way to make this stop."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 01:26:16</strong>
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				"I know," he said. "I wanted you to know I am sorry you had to witness this.&nbsp; I had no idea this would happen.&nbsp; I swear, though, Emily I am not using anything.&nbsp; I haven't shot up since before we met...since before rehab."<br><br>His hand, weakened as it was, squeezed her's as best it could.&nbsp; "I think I'm ok if you want to release these straps.&nbsp; I guess you know what their real purpose his now," he said as a wave of shame and guilt washed over his face.&nbsp; "I'm sorry you had to learn that too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 01:33:12</strong>
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				"Baby, I know you haven't been using.&nbsp; Practically the only time we've been out of one another's site has been to use the bathroom."&nbsp; She began to unbuckle the straps.&nbsp; "And as much as it scared me to see you like this, I'm glad to know <em>you</em>.&nbsp; All about you.&nbsp; The good, the bad and the ugly. I like the other use for the straps better." She confessed with a bit of a blush.&nbsp; When each of the straps were unfastened she went around to the other side of the bed and slid onto it with him.&nbsp; She laid her guitar within reach, but for now, she was focused on Anderson.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 01:44:14</strong>
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				Free of his restraints he positioned one weak arm under her to hold her as they cuddled on the bed.&nbsp; They laid together for some time before he said, "I thought...I was dreaming, but I heard you.&nbsp; You were telling me you were sorry.&nbsp; That woke me up.&nbsp; I couldn't let you think this was your fault baby.&nbsp; I don't know what caused this exactly, except, maybe my body has become accustomed to you, like it did the drugs when I used.&nbsp; This felt a lot like withdrawls..." <br><br>He didn't really finish his sentence.&nbsp; He laid there, feeling her warmth and being comforted by her presence as he said, "Would you sing to me baby?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 01:54:39</strong>
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				"Edward seemed to think you're addicted to me too.&nbsp; And Nate...he thinks...he thinks we need to find a way to share our souls even when we're not having sex." She said quietly and kissed his cheek.&nbsp; "Of course I'll sing to you.&nbsp; I wasn't standing outside with my guitar for nothing."&nbsp; She smiled a little. <br><br>Emily helped Anderson to sit up, arranging the pillows so he could lean comfortably against him.&nbsp; She sat so she was facing him and picked up her guitar.&nbsp; Emily checked the tuning on guitar once more.&nbsp; She strummed a few chords before she began singing.<br><br><em>"My heart beats only for you<br>Too many years spent all alone<br>too many tears fallen in fear<br>Take my love and make me new"</em><br><br>She smiled at him.&nbsp; 'I Love you' she mouthed to him as she played an short guitar solo.<br><br><em>I'm yours, take me and hold me<br>I'm yours, love me and keep me<br>I'm yours, I want to be lost in your arms<br>I'm yours, I'm yours</em><br><br>The blue hue that hung in the air around her slowly turned to a mellow creamy yellow color.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 02:00:57</strong>
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				His hand rested on her thigh and kept beat to her strumming as he closed his eyes.&nbsp; He felt flooded and washed suddenly by all the feelings and emotions this song drew from them when it was created.&nbsp; A piece of him started to feel restored as he began to vicariously experience the act of their love through her singing to him.<br><br>As she wrapped the first chorus, he whispered, "I don't know how its happening, but that's helping...please keep going."&nbsp; He continued to rest but opened his eyes to a sea of color swimming about them.&nbsp; It was happening again for them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 02:34:22</strong>
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				She kept singing to him, opening her heart and bearing her soul before her love.&nbsp; Slowly her worry and fear melted away from her, the colors around them changing to reflect her love for him.&nbsp; Shooting the cream yellow through with orange, purple, aqua.&nbsp; She sang his verse to him.<br><br><em>"My soul longs to be one with you<br>Too long apart and I don’t know what I should do<br>I’m fallen and broken so<br>Take my pieces and make me new"</em><br><br>While she strummed through a chorus she looked into his eyes.&nbsp; "I'm not scared anymore. We can do this." She whispered.&nbsp; "I love you and one way or another, we'll figure out how to avoid nights like tonight." <br><br><em>"I'm yours, take me and hold me<br>I'm yours, love me and keep me<br>I'm yours, I want to be lost in your arms<br>I'm yours, I'm yours"</em><br><br>She repeated the chorus several times as the room filled with light that sparkled and shimmered around them.&nbsp; &nbsp;She set her guitar aside.&nbsp; "I'll play more for you in a moment." She said softly.&nbsp; "I could sit here all day and play for you, but I wanted to make sure you didn't need anything else first.&nbsp; Are you hungry or thirsty?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 04:11:05</strong>
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				Feeling euphoric, Anderson took a few moments before speaking.&nbsp; "I'm ok right now, baby.&nbsp; I think I can just go to sleep now, if you want to stay with me.&nbsp; I'm pretty sure the worst is past."<br><br>He slid down in the bed and wrapped his arms around his beloved.&nbsp; Urging her to sleep with him again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 16:00:10</strong>
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				Emily set her guitar on the floor, leaning against the nightstand where it would not be in danger of getting broken.&nbsp; She Slid down in the bed getting comfortable against Anderson.&nbsp; Her fingers moved lightly over his chest.&nbsp; "Do you have any idea how right it feels to be in your arms." She smiled up at him.&nbsp; "I thought, when I thought I did this to you I thought maybe I should go but the thought of being anywhere but here with you hurt so bad.&nbsp; It hurt so physically bad that I hit my knees outside your door.&nbsp; I love you Rockstar and I'm not going anywhere." <br><br>She rested her head against his chest listening to his heart beat.&nbsp; Her own seemed to beat in time with it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 16:19:14</strong>
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				Anderson held her tighter and rested his head on her shoulder.&nbsp; Stilling her hand on his chest, he placed his over hers when she spoke of her concern for him.<br><br>"I didn't mean to worry you, Em.&nbsp; I'm curious about the singing though.&nbsp; Maybe we should try that while your not able to make love with me.&nbsp; It seems to have calmed me greatly.&nbsp; Maybe tomorrow I can hear you some more and that will help me again."<br><br>He closed his eyes, listening to her breathing against him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 20:50:28</strong>
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				"I'm glad the singing worked.&nbsp; It made me feel better too." She murmured softly.&nbsp; "Perhaps maybe we should sing together too and see what happens.&nbsp; Tomorrow of course." She kissed his chest gently. <br><br>It wasn't long before Emily's breathing slowed to a deep even pace.&nbsp; She drifted into sleep, staying curled up against him.&nbsp; Her dreams now were pleasant, making her feel content.&nbsp; She saw images of Anderson and herself sometimes just hanging out together, other times singing for a huge crowd or recording with the band.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 22:57:45</strong>
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				They slept peacefully through the night - no more restlessness from Anderson and a relatively dreamless sleep for him.&nbsp; As the sun broke over the Eastern summit of the hills surrounding Seattle, Anderson and Emily still slept.<br><br>Their painful night led to a late morning.&nbsp; When Anderson's eyes did finally open, he was greeted by the sight of Edward rolling a cart with coffee and two breakfast trays on them.<br><br>"Sorry to disturb your rest sir," Edward said. "I thought you would like some brunch in bed this morning after your ordeal."<br><br>Anderson smiled at him, "Thank you Ed, for everything.&nbsp; You're a good friend."<br><br>Ed placed the cart near the bed and departed while Anderson moved over to the edge and poured two steaming cups for he and Emily. Sweetening them both, he brought one close to her so that she could savor the aroma in her sleep before he said, "Wakey, wakey...eggs and bac-y."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 00:16:18</strong>
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				Emily had firmly been denying it was time to get up until the coffee was places below her nose.&nbsp; She took in a deep breath before pushing herself up onto her elbow so she could take the cup from Anderson.&nbsp; "Second best wake up call in the world." She murmured, her voice thick with slumber.&nbsp; She sipped at the coffee before her eyes really came open. <br><br>"Good morning, Love." She smiled at Anderson.&nbsp; "Edward is far to good to us.&nbsp; If he's not already making a ridiculous amount of money, he should be." She stated with a firm nod.&nbsp; "Man deserves some kind of medal." She snickered and looked over to the trays, "Is there really bacon on those trays?&nbsp; Because if so I might just love Edward too." She teased.&nbsp; <br><br>It felt good to smile and laugh.&nbsp; The fear and worry of the previous night had all but gone.&nbsp; Now she watched Anderson, love reflected in her eyes.&nbsp; She hoped that maybe one day through their connection she'd be able to show him just how much he meant to her.&nbsp; A different kind of smile worked over her features as she asked, "Did you have anything to do with Anderson ordering the other dresser that matches your bedroom suite?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:31:17</strong>
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				Genuine surprise snuck into his features as Anderson replied, "I hadn't heard about a dresser.&nbsp; But that's Edward.&nbsp; He typically think 3-4 steps ahead of where I am so he can anticipate what I need.&nbsp; And yes, I pay him well.&nbsp; Plus, he's in my will.&nbsp; Stands to gain much if I should depart early," he half joked.<br><br>Uncovering their trays he found two fried eggs, bacon and toast with hash browns on the side.&nbsp; Licking his lips, he brought Emily her tray and sat it over her lap.&nbsp; "Your breakfast is served, my love," he said with a smile as he kissed her gently.&nbsp; "And good morning to you."<br><br>Retrieving his own tray, he joined her on the bed and they ate together while visiting about their plans for the day.&nbsp; "So, are you ready for me to have Edward arrange for movers to get the rest of your things brought over?" he asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:52:46</strong>
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				"Ed said something about the dresser last night, before I went to try and sleep in one of the guest beds." She took a bite of bacon and swallowed before continuing, "I think I'd like to go through my stuff and decide what should come here and what should just go.&nbsp; I mean, what do I need my futon for now?&nbsp; Or my tiny TV?"&nbsp; She looked over at him with a shy smile.&nbsp; <br><br>A little thrill ran through her planning for and thinking about the long term.&nbsp; Her right foot bounced a little with the excitement working its way through her system.&nbsp; "And the stuff you have here in the studio is so much better than the stuff I was working with, I don't see much point in keeping that either.&nbsp; Putting it in storage just seems like I'm planning for this not to work and those thoughts just don't fit the puzzle, Rockstar."&nbsp; <br><br>Emily reached over to brush her fingers against his arm.&nbsp; "Does that make sense?&nbsp; No point in moving the stuff I'm not going to keep.&nbsp; It can just be donated or thrown out.&nbsp; If you'd like to do it with me we can go through my DVD's, books, CD's and stuff to see where we double up and can donate mine."&nbsp; She hoped he was excited about this as she was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:01:28</strong>
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				Her excitement for their future was shared by Anderson as he listened to Emily's ideas.&nbsp; He, too, felt that they were moving in the right direction and that this was something they could make last.&nbsp; His previous habits had torn him apart, and he knew he needed something real and lasting to make change happen in his life.<br><br>He chewed his eggs and bacon as he listened to her thoughts.&nbsp; After swallowing he said, "Baby, whatever you're comfortable with, I'll be right there with you.&nbsp; And," he paused a bit before continuing, "just so you know, when I tell you that everything that is mine is yours, I mean it.&nbsp; If you want to go get more than a basket full of clothes for yourself, I'm happy to give you my card and let you go crazy for a day.&nbsp; Or, if you want, I can come with you and watch you try on some things," he said with a smiling wink.<br><br>He sipped his coffee as he listened to her respond.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:11:46</strong>
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				Emily nearly spurted her coffee out.&nbsp; She swallowed carefully and looked at him seriously, "I do have a whole dresser full of clothes in my apartment, but the dresser can definitely go.&nbsp; That thing was on its last legs when I got it." She giggled a little.&nbsp; "I've never been splurge shopping." She confessed shyly.&nbsp; "I wouldn't even know where to start.&nbsp; I always tended to just buy what I would need.&nbsp; If it will make you happy to take me out shopping we can go."<br><br>Truthfully the idea of being spoiled appealed to her.&nbsp; She loved having Anderson's attention and the way he made her feel special with the simplest of affections-a peck on the cheek or an arm around her waist.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:15:46</strong>
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				He patted her knee while finishing his eggs.&nbsp; The bacon devoured moments before.&nbsp; He was famished after his ordeal last night, but thought he should still take it easy today.&nbsp; At Emily's comments about her dresser, he laughed a little, "Welcome to the big leagues, kid," he said to her.<br><br>While drinking the last bit of his coffee, he said to her, "I would love to take you shopping...but mostly I just want to be in the changing room with you..." he smiled with a wicked grin.&nbsp; "Did Ed say when the new dresser was going to be delivered?" he asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:37:19</strong>
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				Emily finished her meal rather quickly.&nbsp; She was starving after being up most the night and then sleeping in late.&nbsp; "No he didn't say when it would be delivered, but if I have learned anything over the last days it's that you wait for nothing and it will be here much sooner than I think it will." She smiled a little.&nbsp; "And how could I refuse that grin." She leaned towards him to kiss Anderson.&nbsp; <br><br>She set her empty tray aside and refilled her coffee cup from the urn on the cart before settling back against the headboard to chat with Anderson.&nbsp; She was enjoying the quiet time together and sharing.&nbsp; She loved the small moments they stole together like this.&nbsp; He was so easy to be relaxed around now and she treasured this time knowing that once her career got going, the band was recording and they looked at touring schedules these moments would become few and far between.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 03:41:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson sat cross-legged on the bed, facing Emily as he sipped his coffee and rested a hand on her thigh.&nbsp; Feeling the touch of her skin calmed him as much as it excited him.&nbsp; He felt like staying with her like this forever, but knew there was more to be done with their lives.&nbsp; Still...a day off couldn't hurt.<br><br>He listened to her laughing and talking, interjecting his thoughts from time to time before asking her, "So, if you had all the money in the world, what would you buy for yourself?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 14:29:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily looked thoughtful.&nbsp; "<em>ALL</em> the money in the world?&nbsp; I'd buy an island somewhere sunny and warm that I could runaway to a couple weeks a year.&nbsp; Somewhere I could go with someone special," She gave him a mischievous little smile, "Where we could be alone, bask naked in the sun, swim naked in the ocean, and not have a car in the world."&nbsp; She giggled before continuing, "Not that it hasn't been great here with you secreted away in <em>Darkness Mansion</em>.&nbsp; I've loved being here with you and the challenge of going public with this is both something I want and have some trepidations about."<br><br>She sipped her coffee.&nbsp; "How are you feeling about it?&nbsp; Have you thought about how you'd like to make the announcement?" <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 16:30:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, I haven't," he said in reply.&nbsp; "I've been waiting for Jillian to give us her thoughts on the matter."<br><br>Thinking on his feet, Anderson grabbed his phone and made a call.&nbsp; While he was waiting for the other person to pick up he said, "Excuse me for just a second, babe."<br><br>When the person on the other end of his call answered he said, "Hey Paul, this is Anderson.&nbsp; How quickly could you charter a jet for me?"<br><br>Paul responded, "I think by tomorrow I could get everything set up, where are you wanting to go this time?"<br><br>"My place in Antigua," Anderson replied.<br><br>"Antigua it is. Would you like an early morning, mid-day or later flight?" Paul said.<br><br>Looking at Emily, Anderson said, "I think we'd like to leave by about 10:00 a.m."<br><br>Paul clicked some keys to enter the information in his computer before responding.&nbsp; "I have you booked, sir.&nbsp; Would you like to schedule a return flight, or shall we just flag this for a later return and you can call us when you're ready to fly back to Seattle?"<br><br>"I'll just call with a 48 hour notice, but probably somewhere around 2 weeks, I think," Anderson said.<br><br>"Very well, we will bill your account and have the invoice sent to the address on file then.&nbsp; Enjoy your flight and have a pleasant stay in Antigua," Paul ended the call.<br><br>Anderson clicked off the phone and said, "That's set.&nbsp; Time to get you a bikini...unless you want to go <em>sans ropas</em> for two weeks.&nbsp; My place is on a private beach and we will have 2 miles of shoreline with a boat patrol that keeps errant photographers from straying too close.&nbsp; Do we need to go get anything at your place before we pack up?"<br><br>Thinking for a half-second more, Anderson realized at least three other calls he would need to make, but waited to hear Emily's thoughts before proceeding.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 18:58:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow baby, when you get an idea you really don't hesitate do you?" She marveled before thinking over her answer.&nbsp; "I don't actually own a bikini or much warm weather clothes at all.&nbsp; What is the temperature like in Antigua this time of year?"&nbsp; She set her coffee on the bedside table intending to grab her laptop.&nbsp; "I think you are going to have to take me shopping, though you don't have to buy everything.&nbsp; I paid my lease up front so knowing I don't have to have that money again frees up everything I had put away into savings." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 19:05:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson smiled, knowing she'd be pleased with his answer. "This time of year, the average temp is about 86 or 87 degrees," he said.&nbsp; "It's pretty cool, the average temperature is always in the 80s, actually."<br><br>Continuing his thoughts, "I think it will be just the place for you...you'll enjoy the private beachfront and water...we can layout naked all day...or do other naked things," he said with a smile.&nbsp; "If you want to go into town there's some great shopping and ethnic food.&nbsp; Guatemala can be a pretty fun place.&nbsp; The government treats those of us with private homes there very well.&nbsp; I'll have to get Ed to make sure everything is turned on, opened up and ready for us, arrange a driver and vehicle and security for while we're there.&nbsp; I also need to call Kyle and have him reschedule our recording times, or set it up to happen down there...but I'd rather just wait."<br><br>He thought a moment more, "You know, we can even use this time to figure out what Nate was talking about, about our souls connecting when we can't...make music.&nbsp; Maybe we can try to figure that out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 00:06:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Recording there or here, it makes no matter to me.&nbsp; If we wait we may well just have more material to work with." She grinned and her foot bounced wildly with her excitement.&nbsp; "I definitely need more clothes.&nbsp; Or maybe just a selection of bikinis and sarongs." She giggled.&nbsp; "Oh and sun screen.&nbsp; I'm definitely going to need that.&nbsp; If you'd like to make your calls I can go talk to Nate, let him know we're going and find out if he'd like to stay at my place while we're gone or what his plans are."&nbsp; She gasped an "Oh" before saying&nbsp; "And my iPod, I need to update my iPod and books" she laughed.&nbsp; "Who am I kidding, like I'm going to get to read a book on my first vacation with you." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 00:41:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing, Anderson patted her firm little ass as she was hopping out of the bed to go get her end of things dealt with.&nbsp; As she was leaving the room, he was already dialing Ed to inform him of their change of plans.&nbsp; While he was on the phone with him, he let Ed know they'd be moving some more of Emily's things and would need the car for the afternoon to go shopping for her.&nbsp; He already had a minor beach wardrobe in the closet in Antigua, so he was more concerned that she felt comfortable as they flew.<br><br>After learning that Emily's dresser would be delivered that afternoon, and that Ed would be available to escort them to whichever boutique's Miss Emily would like to go to, Anderson thanked him and hung up.&nbsp; He immediately dialed Kyle.<br><br>The conversation with Kyle was less pleasant.&nbsp; He was not happy about rearranging schedules, and wasn't impressed with the options available in Antigua.&nbsp; "Then find us something in Guatemala City.&nbsp; Its a fucking capital city...there has got to be something there, and if not, flying that damn equipment down and set it up.&nbsp; If you want us recording anything on schedule that's your option, Kyle.&nbsp; Otherwise, set it for two and half weeks from now, because we're on vacation."&nbsp; Kyle cursed a bit more before agreeing to figure something out and agreeing to stay in touch.<br><br>Anderson clicked the call off and got up to dress.&nbsp; He slipped on some shorts and a t-shirt before finding his sandals to wear for their day out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 01:50:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily didn't bother changing out of her silk pajamas before going to find Nate again.&nbsp; Their conversation was short as she told him what happened when she played for Anderson and how he seemed much better after.&nbsp; She promised Nate that she would be more open with Anderson on their vacation and they would also work on ideas when they couldn't make love.&nbsp; It was decided that Nate would fly home and take the next two weeks to arrange his affairs to be in Seattle for some time.&nbsp; <br><br>"And though I enjoy Mister Louter's hospitality I think it will go better for both of you if I have my own place here in Seattle." Nate concluded.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily smiled, "We'd love to have you here, but what ever you wish." She nodded to him.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily made her way back to the room she shared with Anderson.&nbsp; She quickly explained to Anderson what Nate had decided before going to shower and get ready to go out with him for the day. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 05:33:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Emily left to shower, Anderson left the room to visit with Nate.&nbsp; He wanted to make sure he understood Emily's invitation to stay at Darkness was from him as much as from her.&nbsp; He also wanted to make sure he understood that he did not have to worry about expenses while he was in town.<br><br>Coming to Nate's room, he knocked on the door and said, "Nate, its Anderson.&nbsp; I wanted to talk with you for a minute."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 13:58:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nate placed the folded pair of pants into his suite case and went to the door. He opened it with a polite a smile and stepped aside.&nbsp; "Please, do come in.&nbsp; And I don't know how you did it with the prospect of recording soon, but kudos to you for getting Emily to take a vacation.&nbsp; Two and half a weeks is impressive.&nbsp; The best I ever got her to take was a day in the country."&nbsp; He chuckled.&nbsp; <br><br>"I wanted to thank you for your hospitality Anderson.&nbsp; You are a most gracious host." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 15:42:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson stepped into the room and took a seat by the door after accepting Nate's thanks graciously.<br><br>"Nate," he said, "I want you to know that I would be honored to have you as my guest here in the house when you return.&nbsp; You do not have to feel obliged in any way to find another place to stay, or to stay all the way at Emily's apartment.&nbsp; We'd love to have you close at hand...in case any more, er, incidents occur."<br><br>Thinking again to the events of the previous night he added, "And, I want to thank you for helping Em last night.&nbsp; I'm sure I scared her pretty badly with that episode.&nbsp; You're a good man to her, and I appreciate that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 18:32:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't feel obliged to find somewhere else to stay.&nbsp; Emily and I shared a rental home when I trained her and it worked well then.&nbsp; She was a scared girl struggling to make it on her own.&nbsp; She's become a confident woman.&nbsp; &nbsp;I think it might be best for all of us if I stay in my own place.&nbsp; It was sweet of Emily to offer her place.&nbsp; I was thinking of something a bit more...spacious." He chuckled.&nbsp; <br><br>After a moment he continued.&nbsp; "I'll be available to you both, when I'm needed.&nbsp; I think Emily's ready to lean on you though when things scare her.&nbsp; Those things that fall in the normal realm anyhow.&nbsp; When it comes to this extra ability you both have I'll be right there.&nbsp; But it's not me she really wanted making her feel better about last night, or your first night together."&nbsp; He looked into Anderson's eyes.&nbsp; "I get the feeling you're really serious about her and I hope and pray for the best for both of you.&nbsp; Better I not be a third wheel." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 19:22:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding, Anderson understood where Nate was coming from and made an additional offer.&nbsp; "I want you to send the bill to Ed when you get set up here.&nbsp; I'll take care of your expenses.&nbsp; It's the least I can do for your help, Nate."&nbsp; He grabbed the man's hand and shook it, securing a deal without his assent.&nbsp; "I mean it, and I won't take no for an answer.&nbsp; It's truly the least I can do."<br><br>Anderson exchanged a few more pleasantries with Nate before excusing himself and going back to his and Emily's room to see if she was ready yet.&nbsp; Hearing the shower running, he plopped onto the bed and waited for her to return from the bathroom so they could leave.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 19:32:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The water turned off and Emily could be heard moving about the bathroom.&nbsp; A blower dyer clicked on and she dried her hair and gave it a little style leaving it down.&nbsp; Emily pulled on her jeans and wearing just those a white lace bra left the bathroom.&nbsp; She smiled seeing Anderson on the bed.&nbsp; "I need a little help." She held up the bottle of Magnolia Blossom body cream.&nbsp; "Get my back for me?" She grinned at him.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily sat down on the edge of the bed and swept her hair up out of the way.&nbsp; "So where are we going shopping today?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 19:40:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Applying a goodly amount of cream to his hands, Anderson started by smoothing the lotion over her lower neck and moved down her back.&nbsp; Rubbing it in as he took it the velvety soft texture of her skin.&nbsp; So beautiful.<br><br>"There is Tininha's, Swim In, Coastal Surf Boutique...or we can go to the one stop shop of BellAmore's Lingerie.&nbsp; You pick.&nbsp; If you need to get some other things we can swing by ZUMIEZ or the City Centre.&nbsp; I'm mostly along for the ride baby, this is all for you," he said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 00:43:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily made soft "mmmh" noises as he rubbed the lotion in and she didn't make her answer until he finished.&nbsp; "I think Tininha's for island wear.&nbsp; I can get matching bikinis and wraps in the same place.&nbsp; Not to mention a pair of sandals." She grinned over her shoulder.&nbsp; Emily leaned back to kiss Anderson's chin quickly before getting up and pulling on black, pink and white plaid baby doll tee she'd picked out for the day.&nbsp; Pulling her hair out of the neckline she turned to him.&nbsp; "Then maybe City Centre to find a nice a dress in case we want to go out.&nbsp; Are bikinis and shorts acceptable around town wear in Antigua?"<br><br>Emily slipped her feet into a pair of flip-flops and knelt on the bed.&nbsp; She cupped Anderson's face in her hands before kissing him.&nbsp; Her lips met his soft, gentle.&nbsp; She was making no demands from the kiss but simply expressing something she couldn't find words to explain.&nbsp; Her heart fluttered in her chest and she felt like she was flying as their tongues danced.&nbsp; She was very aware of the way his stubble felt against her hands, the warmth of his mouth on hers and they way her her hair fell against both their shoulders.&nbsp; When the kiss came to its own natural end she sighed happily and opened her eyes slowly.&nbsp; "I love kissing you.&nbsp; And I love that I can do that any time I want.&nbsp; And I love how you spoil me.&nbsp; Thanks for just being you Anderson." She whispered.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily rose from the bed and made sure everything she needed was in her purse.&nbsp; &nbsp;She still felt light and she giggled as she turned back to her Love. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 20:45:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson rose from the bed when she was checking her purse and reached out his hand to take hers as they started walking together to leave.&nbsp; They walked out the front door to a different vehicle than they had usually been driven in.&nbsp; It was a Silver Astin Martin DBS Coupe.&nbsp; Pulling the key fob from his pocket, Anderson handed them to Emily as he said, "Why don't you see how you like the way this handles.&nbsp; All you have to do is keep this fob with you inside the car, it does some kind of digital handshake between the car and this device, and then you just push the start button and go.&nbsp; Do you know how to handle a stick?" he asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 23:57:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily looked from the keys to Astin Martin and then back to Anderson.&nbsp; "You have no idea how badly I want to drive this car," She began, "But I never learned to drive, period.&nbsp; Leaving home when I did and then Nathaniel was a good mentor, but never drove anywhere.&nbsp; Walked or took public transit since he wasn't used to driving on the right hand side of the road." She shrugged and handed the keys back to Anderson.&nbsp; "I suppose you'll have to teach me one day, but not in something this nice." She looked back at the car longingly.&nbsp; "She's too pretty to risk." She smiled back at Anderson.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 00:35:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking the fob back from Emily, he pocketed it and opened her door for her.&nbsp; "Then I will give you a lesson today while we drive, if you'd like to watch what I do," he said as he closed the door behind her.&nbsp; Getting into the passenger side, he pushed the START button as he closed his door.&nbsp; The engine fired to life and he touched Emily's knee.&nbsp; "When you get your license, this is yours, baby," he said as he put the car into gear and started out.<br><br>Taking the twists and turns of the hills smoothly, he upshifted and downshifted with smooth performance to show Emily the use of the car's steering paddle for shifting purposes.&nbsp; The removal of the stick shift allowed him greater flexibility in teaching her how to operate the Aston Martin.&nbsp; It was a fun car to drive, with a performance suspension that could handle just about anything the road would throw at her.<br><br>"Where shall we go first?&nbsp; Tininha's?" he asked her as they approached the city.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 00:48:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"<em>This</em> is mine?&nbsp; You're kidding." She looked at him shocked.&nbsp; "No way."&nbsp; But when he nodded she just gaped at him.&nbsp; "Wow.&nbsp; Thank you." She leaned over to kiss him quickly.&nbsp; "No one has ever given me anything like this." <br><br>She did her best to pay attention to what he was saying and showing her as he shifted through the gears.&nbsp; She leaned to watch the tachometer as he showed her the proper shift points.&nbsp; Unfortunately she was distracted by her excitement.&nbsp; Her foot bounced and she barely sat still as she listened to the engine purr and felt the smooth curves they blew through.&nbsp; <br><br>"Definitely Tininha's." She nodded firmly.&nbsp; "Though I'm so excited I'm not sure how I'm going to try on clothes or even pick them out.&nbsp; Thank you, Rockstar.&nbsp; This is...you're..." She failed for words.&nbsp; "It's amazing.&nbsp; And I love the car and I love you and I can't believe you're giving it to me!" She bounced in her seat a little.&nbsp; "I hope your patience applies to teaching.&nbsp; I have to tell you I'm not always the brightest bulb in the box." She laughed a little. <br><br>Emily leaned over towards him watching him for the rest of the ride.&nbsp; Not what his hands were doing, but his face.&nbsp; She wanted to be peppering it in kisses, but behaved while he was driving.&nbsp; As soon as they reached their destination though, Emily pulled his face toward her so she could kiss all over it.&nbsp; "You realize you are giving me the single best day of&nbsp; my life?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 01:54:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Relishing in the shower of kisses she rained on him, Anderson laughed a bit when she spoke.&nbsp; "Baby, I want every day with you to be better than the last."&nbsp; He kissed her lips softly as he said, "You're worth it. Every bit."<br><br>He got out and went around the car to let her out. And entered the store with her.&nbsp; Having very little idea what to do inside a woman's clothing / swim store, he asked the nearest attendant if she could assist Emily in finding whatever she needed.&nbsp; He followed them around as they looked through the racks and make their picks between a wide range of styles.&nbsp; In all honesty, he really couldn't tell the difference from one to the other until he saw them on her...something he was truly looking forward to.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 02:26:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sales girl led them all over the store pulling suits off the racks in a variety of colors, styles and patterns explaining why each color or cut would compliment her shape and skin tone.&nbsp; Emily just nodded and kept up with the woman.&nbsp; When finally she was led to a dressing room Emily must have had twenty or thirty suits on a rack to try on.&nbsp; <br><br>She opened the door for Anderson to see each one and some it was immediately obvious she wasn't comfortable in, but still she let him get a glimpse of her in them.&nbsp; A good forty minutes after they walked in she had it narrowed down to her top five suits.&nbsp; All of which she modeled for him a second time.&nbsp; &nbsp; She was trying to weed her way down to three suits.&nbsp; &nbsp;After all they were going to be gone for two weeks or so.&nbsp; Anderson convinced her, after a few looks that made her quiver, to get all five.&nbsp; <br><br>Once the bikinis were picked out the sales girl was back with a slew of sarongs.&nbsp; She showed Emily how they could be quickly turned into a skirt, dress or just simply a wrap.&nbsp; Emily picked out a sarong to go with each suit; some of them she could mix and match.&nbsp; Once that was done she picked out two pair of shorts and three tank tops.&nbsp; Eventually everything was rung up and paid for and the pair left the store after thanking the sales girl for all her help. <br><br>"Well that was less painful than I had imagined it would be." She smiled.&nbsp; "You know what would be great though before we head over to city centre?&nbsp; A milk shake." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 20:07:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After getting in the car, they drove a few blocks before finding an adequate place to get a shake.&nbsp; They spent thirty minutes inside, drinking together and laughing before they left for the rest of their errands.&nbsp; By about 4:00 o'clock Anderson was starting to feel worn out and famished.&nbsp; "Maybe its time we either took a break, or called it a day, baby.&nbsp; I'd like to head up to the house and eat before listening to you sing to me again," he said as he recognized an old familiar urge creep back into his belly.<br><br>"What would you like for dinner tonight?" he asked while holding her door open for her and she got in the car.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [TalesofAdventure and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 00:12:02</strong>
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				Emily agreed it was time to head back home.&nbsp; She was worn out from shopping and ready to be relaxed.&nbsp; "I think I'd like to cook tonight." She smiled up at him as she sank into the passenger seat.&nbsp; She waited as he shut the door and continued once he was in the driver's seat again, after a kiss to his cheek of course.&nbsp; She was finding it hard not to shower little displays of affection on him and decided not to fight it.&nbsp; News of their relationship would soon be out anyhow.&nbsp; For all she knew one of his fans had already seen them and tweeted about it.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm no gourmet but I can make pretty good honey mustard chicken.&nbsp; And I know a great way to prepare fresh baby spinach if there's any at the house.&nbsp; And maybe some rice pilaf or roasted potatoes?"&nbsp; When he looked like he might object she went on, "I want to cook Anderson.&nbsp; It's one of the little things I like to and its something I want to do for and with you.&nbsp; &nbsp;I sometimes even sing when I cook." She giggled a little.<br><br>Emily often sang when she cooked, dancing around her little kitchen either to the music in her head to the music on the radio.&nbsp; "And I want to thank you for today.&nbsp; It's been totally awesome spending time with you out and about.&nbsp; And I really appreciate all the clothes.&nbsp; I can't wait to get to Antigua and be a beach bum with you.&nbsp; You think you'll bring a guitar too?&nbsp; I just have this awesome picture of us sitting on the beach by a fire and playing together.&nbsp; I'm curious to see what happens when we're not trying to come up with music and <em>not</em> fucking like rabbits." She giggled again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 00:30:56</strong>
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				She made the drive exciting for him.&nbsp; Her bubbly nature gave Anderson a breath of fresh air in his life he had truly never known.&nbsp; Emily had done more to change and rearrange him as a person than his career, his managers, Ed or the band ever did. Her laughter contagious, he found himself growing more excited by his act of spontaneity than he had been initially.&nbsp; The bikinis she bought were beautiful, and truly enhanced her already petite and demure presence.&nbsp; Anderson was looking forward to seeing her wear them...and seeing her out of them as well.<br><br>His mind had been on food, and Emily's desire to cook for them, while not being his usual routine, felt...normal.&nbsp; It felt right and good.&nbsp; "I would be delighted to taste a meal you make for us, baby," he said as he took her hand that was weaved together with his and pressed his lips to it.&nbsp; The road was stealing most of his attention as he took the wicked turns of the hills, but he was enjoying his time with Em and the feel of the coupe.<br><br>He pushed a button on the steering wheel and said, "Home."&nbsp; The speakers in the car came to life as they heard a phone ring.&nbsp; Soon, Ed picked up the other end and Anderson said, "Ed, this is Anderson.&nbsp; Please let the kitchen staff know they can go home tonight.&nbsp; Em is going to cook for us."<br><br>Ed responded, "Are you quite sure, Anderson?&nbsp; It isn't any trouble for them to stay."<br><br>"Yeah, I'm positive.&nbsp; And give them a little bonus on their way out today.&nbsp; Tell them they get 2 free weeks of vacation on me," he said.<br><br>"Very well sir. Will my presence be needed in Antigua, sir?" Edward asked.<br><br>Anderson replied, "No, we're ok.&nbsp; I'll call you if we need anything.&nbsp; Just be around the house tomorrow morning at 7:00 to help us load up and take us to the airfield.&nbsp; We'll be taking off around 10, but I want to get their a bit early to get loaded so we aren't late."<br><br>"Very well sir," Ed said.&nbsp; "I shall see you tomorrow morning then."<br><br>Anderson killed the speaker phone and kissed Emily's hand again.&nbsp; "I love you, baby," he said.<br><br>A half hour later they pulled the Aston Martin into the garage and carried Emily's bags inside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 00:52:50</strong>
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				Emily couldn't wait to get into the kitchen.&nbsp; She made herself take her time getting to the bedroom though to deposit her bags.&nbsp; She'd arrange and pack after dinner and some singing.&nbsp; When she reached the bedroom she paused.&nbsp; Sitting there are shiny and just waiting for her was a new dresser.&nbsp; It was the short, long kind with a mirror on top.&nbsp; She knew the dresser was new and a few things had been moved around to put it in that spot and still make the room looked balanced but it looked like it had always belonged there. <br><br>She turned to Anderson and smiled.&nbsp; "I have a dresser." She giggled.&nbsp; "It's really starting to feel like <em>our</em> room and that I really do live here."&nbsp; She beamed at him.&nbsp; Emily opened one of the drawers and carefully put in the new things from the Fredrick's of Hollywood bag.&nbsp; "Okay, now it feels even more like mine.&nbsp; I'll worry about filling it later." She winked at him.&nbsp; "Let's go cook!" <br><br>Emily bounded from the room practically skipping down the hall.&nbsp; When they reached the kitchen she went immediately to the refrigerator and began pulling out the things they would need.&nbsp; Next she explored the cabinets gathering spices, raisins, olive oil and other things she would need.&nbsp; Once she had everything laid out on the counter she grinned at Anderson.&nbsp; "Help me by chopping the potatoes?" She asked him while she set about making the honey mustard sauce. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 02:20:03</strong>
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				Anderson wielded a knife with skills not borne in a kitchen, but deftly adapted to the current need.&nbsp; He started quartering the potatoes, then quartered them again, making good bite-sized bits for the meal Emily had planned.&nbsp; As he chopped he began to hum a favorite tune that <em>Darkness</em> had done a number of years earlier before he began to sing a set of new lyrics:<br><br>It's a paradox how you love me<br>It's an obscenity the way you give me life<br>It's an absurdity the way you kill me<br>And I can't stand it, how you cut me like a knife<br><br>Chuckling at his own bit of humor at the potato's expense, Anderson winked at Em as he asked, "So what's the first thing you want to do in Antigua, baby?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 02:32:14</strong>
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				Emily quirked an eyebrow at Anderson and chuckled as she put the last few things into the honey mustard sauce.&nbsp; She walked over to him.&nbsp; "Hmmm I don't know.&nbsp; I've never been on a private beach before.&nbsp; Can we just lay on the beach sipping fruity little drinks with umbrellas in them?" She giggled.&nbsp; "Taste this."&nbsp; She swiped her finger through the sauce and held it up for him.&nbsp; "Tell me if you think it's missing something or needs more of something." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 02:55:21</strong>
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				Holding her hand steady, he let his tongue flick out to nip at her finger tip before drawing her finger into his mouth to suckle the flavor of her sauce she had created.&nbsp; Looking upward, pondering the flavors, he said, "Nope, tastes great.&nbsp; And we can do whatever you want on a private beach...anything you want," he added.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 03:39:17</strong>
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				She let out a small noise of pleasure as he sucked on her finger.&nbsp; Her eyes rolled back in her head when she looked at him again she was giving Anderson a very hungry look.&nbsp; "I hear sex on the beach gets a little gritty." <br><br>She went back to the chicken and got it into the sauce to marinade for a few before going into the oven.&nbsp; She tossed the chopped potatoes with some rosemary, olive oil, salt and pepper before wrapping them in an aluminum foil pouch and got them into the oven.&nbsp; As she cleaned and dried the baby spinach she began to hum "When You Say Nothing at All"&nbsp; and dance around the kitchen.&nbsp; She moved fluidly, finding what she needed and asking Anderson when she was stumped.&nbsp; By the time the chicken went into the oven she was singing whatever popped into her head.&nbsp; Some of it serious thoughts about Anderson, some of it just random nonsense that had them both laughing. <br><br>Before they knew it dinner was coming out of the oven.&nbsp; She'd wilted the spinach with a little olive oil some raisins and pine nuts.&nbsp; Dinner hit the table and they sat down continuing to talk and laugh together.&nbsp; Emily grinned waiting for him to dive into the dinner, her foot bouncing excitedly under the table.&nbsp; When he told he liked it she bounced a little more, earning a chuckle from him.&nbsp; They took a bit longer to eat this dinner than others.&nbsp; Emily took her time enjoying the meal she'd created and telling Anderson things she might like to do in Antigua as well as asking him questions about the home, the nearby sights and just how well anyone on the boat patrol could see the beach.&nbsp; With the meal concluded they put their dishes in the kitchen.&nbsp; The pair quickly took care of the dishes together.&nbsp; The thought of how domestic it was crossed Emily's mind. <br><br>The pair walked through the house hand in hand headed for the studio to grab guitars and start playing.&nbsp; Emily couldn't help but reach over with her free hand to try and tickle him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 05:10:25</strong>
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				"Hey, stop that...that's my ticklish spot," he laughed as they walked to the studio.&nbsp; He reached a hand behind her to goose her ass as a return favor for her tickles.&nbsp; <br><br>Coming to the studio door, Anderson held it open and bowed his head as Emily entered before him.&nbsp; They each grabbed their guitars and took a stool as they tuned up their individual instruments.&nbsp; Anderson began picking through the melody of <em>Stairway to Heaven</em> before grinning at Emily and asking, "What do you want to play?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 14:35:06</strong>
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				Emily swept her hair up into a messy knot with the hair elastic that was on her wrist.&nbsp; "Hmm, I wanna rock." She thought a bit.&nbsp; "Oh I know! I don't know if you know this one, but just follow me in C sharp major."&nbsp; Emily giggled.&nbsp; The song she was about to launch into was one she'd heard a few years before and learned because it made her smile.&nbsp; When she frustrated about breaking into the business she'd play it and she also did it a lot in her gigs. <br><br>"<em>I wanna be a rock star</em>" <br><br>She hit the first power chord and started playing hard.&nbsp; <br><br>"<em>But, I ain't got what it takes<br>The drive and the determination<br>And the lucky breaks</em>"<br><br>She was up off the stool and taking her hair down to let it fly.<br><br>"<em>I wanna be a rock star<br>But, I ain't got the face<br>I wanna be a rock star<br>But, I ain't got what it takes</em>"<br><br>She was already really getting into the song sparks of orange and blue in the air around her.&nbsp; Music was her passion and had been her greatest passion before Anderson walked into her life.&nbsp; It was also a real and soul deep desire of hers.&nbsp; The light emanating from her wasn't bright, just hints of color glowing around her, but it was there.&nbsp; As with playing in the studio with him before she couldn't help but just let it roll out of her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 16:07:23</strong>
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				Anderson followed her lead, watching her fingers crawl her fretboard, and matching her with his own chords to lay down a rhythm to match her singing.&nbsp; His head bobbed side ways as he caught her grove and the chord progression began to make sense to him so that he didn't need to watch her fingers anymore.&nbsp; The songs was over rather shortly, but Anderson felt a sense of Emily's energy in him, and knew that singing just about anything with her was helping him connect with her more.<br><br>"Ok, here's a good one," he said as he strummed the first chord..."In E."<br><br><em>"I'm through with standing in line<br>To clubs that I'll never get in,<br>It's like the bottom of the ninth<br>And I'm never gonna win<br>This life hasn't turned out quite the way <br>I want it to be (tell me what you want)<br><br>I want a brand new house<br>On an episode of Cribs<br>And a bathroom I can play baseball in<br>And a king size tub big enough<br>For ten plus me (So what you need?)<br><br>I'll need a credit card that's got no limit<br>And a big black jet with a bedroom in it<br>Gonna join the mile high club<br>At thirty-seven thousand feet<br>(Been there, done that)</em><br><br>He winked at Emily on the last line as he kept laying down the groove while she picked up the lead part and pushed them through<br><br><em>I want a new tour bus full of old guitars<br>My own star on Hollywood Boulevard<br>Somewhere between Cher and<br>James Dean is fine for me<br>(So how you gonna do it?)<br><br>I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame<br>I'd even cut my hair and change my name<br><br>'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars<br>And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars<br>The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap<br>We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat<br>And we'll hang out in the coolest bars<br>In the VIP with the movie stars<br>Every good gold digger's<br>Gonna wind up there<br>Every Playboy bunny<br>With her bleach blond hair<br><br>Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar<br>Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar</em><br><br>Grinning wide they hit the break before going into the next set of verses.&nbsp; Anderson was enjoy this - he was enjoying his woman - he was enjoying life.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 17:17:49</strong>
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				Emily followed his lead and used the heel of her hand to beat a rhythm on the body of her guitar as she played.&nbsp; Watching Anderson sing and smile filled her up with so much joy.&nbsp; The colors around them brightened and began to dance with the rhythm between them that had nothing to do with what they were playing.&nbsp; It was the resonance of their souls and their gifts reaching out to combine.&nbsp; Tonight there was no original song writing, but they played through their favorites, rocking out with tons of energy.&nbsp; By the time they finished the last song she was panting.&nbsp; <br><br>"Wow, Babe." She laughed.&nbsp; "This is high I'm feeling...nearly as good as sex."&nbsp; &nbsp;She put her guitar down in a stand and waited for Anderson to put his away before wrapping him in a hug.&nbsp; They held one another, hearts pounding together for a long moment before their lips naturally found each other and started a long, deep kiss.&nbsp; When it broke Emily still had excess energy dancing through her body.&nbsp; "What do you say we go wind down with a bottle of wine in the hot tub?" She winked at him.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 17:58:31</strong>
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				Anderson loved the idea, and escorted Emily to the wine cellar below the main level.&nbsp; The entrance was through the kitchen, a convenience he thought of when building the mansion.&nbsp; Better for easy access for his kitchen staff, as they would be making his selections more often than not.&nbsp; The retrieved a light blush wine and took it up to the kitchen and grabbed some glasses to take to the hot tub.&nbsp; Anderson went on out to uncork the wine at the poolside bar and pour their glasses as he removed his clothes.<br><br>"Ready when you are, babe," he said through the french doors leading to their room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 19:19:27</strong>
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				Emily walked out wearing one of her new bikinis. (http://www.iheartluxe.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/heidi-klein-bikini.jpg)&nbsp; It was a simple black and white deal.&nbsp; &nbsp; She accepted the glass of wine he offered and kissed him sweetly before heading to the hot tub.&nbsp; She slid into the hot water with a sigh and when Anderson joined her Emily swept her hair over her shoulder before leaning the opposite side of her body against him.&nbsp; She wiggled until she fit just right against him.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I love being in your arms." She sighed contentedly.<br><br>When Emily took her first sip of wine she turned towards him.&nbsp; "Ooo I really like this one." She smiled brightly in the moonlight.&nbsp; "It's very light and not at all dry." The fingers of her free hand danced over his arm as they sat there.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Another little slice of perfection.</em> She thought closing her eyes and just soaking in the wonderful feeling.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 20:12:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson sank deeper into the tub, feeling free to just exist in the moment with Emily.&nbsp; They didn't spend any time laughing or telling jokes now, it was a quiet and peaceful time of reflection and just being.&nbsp; Let the arms she was dancing his fingers across wrap around her body and hold her as he closed his eyes and sat dreamily in the water.<br><br>"Yes," he said, "this is a good year."<br><br>His hand cupped her breast and he felt a warm flush of tenderness in his heart.&nbsp; The softness and joy of being close to her enraptured him and made him light headed on its own accord, with very little assistance from the few sips of the wine he had had.<br><br>He sunk his head under the water to wet his hair, and came up and kissed the back of Emily's neck before settling back again and relaxing.&nbsp; Just being.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 03:48:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Best year yet." Emily agreed. <br><br>They spent uncounted minutes sitting and unwinding.&nbsp; Emily was amazed at how after so little time the silence was so comfortable.&nbsp; She didn't feel the need to say anything or to fill the space.&nbsp; Occasionally words of affection were spoken. When the bottle of wine had been emptied Emily had a good buzz going.&nbsp; Her cheeks were pink and she began to yawn.&nbsp; "I think it might be bedtime." She murmured. <br><br>Emily let Anderson help her out of the hot tub and walked back in with him hand and hand.&nbsp; She toweled off and went to the bathroom to wash her face and change into pajamas.&nbsp; When she came back out of the bathroom she was wearing another set of satin pajamas.&nbsp; These were a pale pink set of shorts and camisole with black lace trim.&nbsp; She grinned broadly as she slipped into bed with Anderson.&nbsp; "Today has been amazing." She whispered.&nbsp; "Sweet dreams, Rockstar.&nbsp; &nbsp;I love you." Emily tucked her head under Anderson's chin as she snuggled into his arms. He was warm and finally she knew what she felt in his arms, what the name of the rightness was.&nbsp; Home. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 09:54:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson slept peacefully with Emily in his arms through the entire night.&nbsp; The sleep was restful, and he woke the next morning undisturbed.&nbsp; In fact, he felt refreshed and ready to get their vacation underway.&nbsp; His travel bag and guitar were all he needed to take, and his travel bag was already packed.&nbsp; Since Emily was still asleep he decided to go and make a light breakfast for them before they packed and left.&nbsp; It was 7:00 a.m., and they'd need to leave by 8:30 to get to the airfield and depart on time.<br><br>He padded to the kitchen and looked in the fridge for what he might be able to scrounge together to make a meal for them both.&nbsp; He opted for the milk and cereal after finding most of his regular food stuffs were in short supply.&nbsp; He'd make a mention to Ed to have everything restocked when they returned.&nbsp; Not having had cereal with Emily yet, he didn't really know what to bring her, so he got a selection of several type, Apple Jacks, Frosted Flake, Special K with Strawberries, and Honey Nut Cheerios.&nbsp; Setting the boxes on a single tray, he placed 2 bowls and the partially full gallon of milk on the tray with some spoons before leaving for the bedroom.&nbsp; Before he left the kitchen he set the coffee maker to brewing a pot for after their breakfast.<br><br>Coming back into the room, Emily was still sleeping.&nbsp; He sat the tray down and went to her.&nbsp; Kissing her lightly on the lips he said, "I made you breakfast baby, time to get ready for vacation."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 14:40:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The light kiss brought a little smile to her lips.&nbsp; Emily stretched before opening her eyes.&nbsp; "Good morning" She smiled again and slid so she sat up against the headboard.&nbsp; "Someone's up early." She giggled as he brought her attention to he cereals.&nbsp; She decided on the Cheerios and they ate together.&nbsp; Breakfast was pretty quick and Emily went with him to return the cereal and dishes to the kitchen.&nbsp; Coffee in hand she went back to the bedroom to pack. <br><br>She borrowed a small suit case from Anderson and as she packed she put away what clothes she already had at his place.&nbsp; She smiled to herself knowing the rest would be brought over when they got back.&nbsp; She packed fairly light figuring she'd spend most of her time in a bathing suit or her birthday suit.&nbsp; She did pack a few of the other items she'd bought at Fredrick's of Hollywood and had managed to pick out without Anderson seeing.&nbsp; She also packed them without him seeing.&nbsp; The rest of the morning she wore an impish smile on her lips. <br><br>By 8:15 she'd had a shower, two cups of coffee and was ready to go.&nbsp; "My first vacation as an adult." She giggled walking with Anderson out to the car.&nbsp; "And my second time ever in an air plane.&nbsp; Seems you're going to introduce me to a lot of things." She leaned her head against his shoulder as they walked arms looped loosely about each other's waists. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 15:15:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward met them out front and placed the guitars and bags in the trunk before getting in the car to start it up.&nbsp; Anderson helped Emily into the back and they were off. Winding through the hills, they made their way to the airfield in just under an hour, where Edward helped them unload and carry their bags to the small Gulfstream jet that they had chartered. They greeted the pilots and had the bags stowed, but the guitars moved to the passenger area.&nbsp; They were told that they would be the only ones aboard besides the flight crew and to enjoy the complimentary drinks and movies.<br><br>The two boarded and found the plane luxuriously appointed with leather couches and two captains chairs.&nbsp; A larger screen LCD screen sat in the front, and a mini-kitchen / bar was right next to it.&nbsp; Anderson grabbed two mini-bottles of champagne and a dish of strawberries he found in the fridge before walking to the back to sit on the couch.&nbsp; He went back and got two small glasses and popped the champagne open and poured for them both.<br><br>"To our first vacation together," he said while raising the plastic cup to Emily, "may there be a lifetime more to come."&nbsp; He kissed her softly before sipping his champagne.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 16:26:11</strong>
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				<em>'A lifetime more to come'</em> A goofy little grin played across her visage. "Here, here."&nbsp; The grin stayed in place as she shipped her own glass of champagne following the kiss.&nbsp; Emily had never really thought about her life more long range than the next few days.&nbsp; She had goals for her life but no real set timeline on them and none of them had included a steady man in the picture.&nbsp; The more time she spent with Anderson though, the harder it was and less she wanted to picture a life he wasn't taking part in. <br><br>Emily made herself comfortable on the couch getting ready for the flight and trying to hide her nervousness about take off.&nbsp; She'd hated take off and landing the last time she flew.&nbsp; "So what's on the menu for in flight movies?" She took a strawberry and decided to tease Anderson rather than just taking a bite.&nbsp; She let her tongue meet the strawberry first as she wrapped her full lips around the berry.&nbsp; She slowly took a bite tipping her head back.&nbsp; She watched Anderson out of the corner of her eye. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 18:10:33</strong>
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				Anderson watched her...delighting in her teasing as he leaned towards her and wrapped his lips around her, seeking the small bit of strawberry she held in her mouth.&nbsp; Their kiss was delicious, and he split the strawberry bite in two as his teeth cut through it, leaving half in her mouth while finishing his and swallowing.<br><br>He glided his hands over her lower belly, feeling the waistline of her shorts, and across her lap until his fingers connected with the seat belt strap at her side.&nbsp; Drawing over her lap, he quickly sunk it into her latch and leaned back to buckle himself in.&nbsp; "All ready for take off back here," he hollered to the cabin while giving Emily a wicked grin at his own bit of teasing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 18:33:59</strong>
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				Emily's head spun with the kiss.&nbsp; She sucked in a breath as his hands moved across her, Emily's eyes met Anderson's full of fiery desire.&nbsp; She reached a hand over to lace her fingers with his.&nbsp; "I hate take off." She whispered.&nbsp; Emily waited while they taxied away from terminal keeping her focus on Anderson.&nbsp; "So tell me what is it you like about Antigua so much?"&nbsp; She hoped to keep herself distracted. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 18:51:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson smiled at her, seeing a bit of nervous tension in her face.&nbsp; "I love the beaches.&nbsp; Beautiful white sand and the waves are horribly strong, but still fun to sit in for awhile.&nbsp; The temperature is a constant 80 degrees year round, and the people are wonderful.&nbsp; I love the restaurants and shops there...its fun to bargain with folks and get something you really want for less than they ask originally," his smile widened as he remembered a lot of bargaining that was done for less than noble purposes.<br><br>"You'll enjoy it, I promise," he said as he squeezed her hand. "I love take offs..." he continued as the nose of the plane lifted.&nbsp; "That first jolt you get - like butterflies in your stomach - its kind of a rush for me."&nbsp; He wasn't sure if his words were comforting or not, but he was sure that Emily would one day either grow to enjoy this or loathe it as all famous musicians did to one direction or the other.<br><br>His hand let go of hers as the plane tilted sharply upward and tilted right a bit.&nbsp; He placed it on her thigh and slid his hand between her legs.&nbsp; Feeling for her mound beneath the fabric of her shorts, he wanted to mix the pleasure of arousal with whatever anxiety she might be feeling...or take her mind off of things.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 19:21:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily had always hated that jolt.&nbsp; It sent a rush of adrenaline through her system that only ever made her restless.&nbsp; It was the same with roller coasters too.&nbsp; That's why she had hated them.&nbsp; This time though the jolt to her stomach was accompanied by a jolt of reaction to his fingers rubbing against her. <br><br>"Rockstar..." She gasped.&nbsp; <br><br>"An-Antigua sounds great." She squirmed and her hand made its way to his thigh, stroking up high and moving towards his crotch.&nbsp; "Not sure how much we'll make it into civilization though." She chuckled.&nbsp; "Not if you keep up stunts like this." She felt her nipples peak beneath her bra.&nbsp; As the plane leveled out the tension in her body from anxiety washed away, but the tension of arousal remained.&nbsp; It was going to be one long flight if he kept this up, but that idea didn't seem so bad. <br><br>"I've never bartered for anything for my life.&nbsp; Th-that sounds like a lot of fun.&nbsp; I l-look forward to a lot of new ex-experiences with you." She stuttered any time his fingers moved against the juncture of her thighs.&nbsp; Once or twice she closed her eyes at the feel of him and in desire wanting to press herself against him.&nbsp; Her skin tingled wanting to feel his hands all over her, to sink into bliss as he worshiped her body. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>29-08-2010, 03:19:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the plane leveled out, Anderson flicked the latch of his seat belt.&nbsp; Turning, he flipped a switch on a control board that this particular charter company was kind enough to let their customers use.&nbsp; It set a warning light on in the cockpit, letting the flight crew know that their passengers did not wish to be disturbed except in the event of an emergency or final landing procedures.<br><br>He turned in his seat and unlatched Emily's seat belt as he scooted over closer to her on the couch.&nbsp; Putting his arm around her shoulders, he leaned close and whispered, "Now, there are several things we can do to alleviate your fear of flying," his fingers began to trace over the skin of her bare leg toward the hem of her shorts, "Since you're still rather new to flying, you could join the Mile High club," he winked at her with a sly smile as he leaned in to kiss her lips softly.&nbsp; "Or we could...try something...a bit more interesting, if you'd rather."<br><br>After her comment two nights previous he had been thinking of new things they could do, ways that he could gently introduce her to some of his darker desires.&nbsp; His small travel bag was full of his little ideas, and the flight crew had been kind enough to leave his bag in the cabin with them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>29-08-2010, 03:46:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily considered though it was tough with his hand moving up her thigh.&nbsp; Her hands, as if by their own will, drifted up his thighs.&nbsp; "I think I might..." She chewed her lower lip in thought and looked into Anderson's eyes.&nbsp; "I think I might want to try something a little more interesting.&nbsp; I only get to live once right?&nbsp; And either way, I got a feeling I get to join the mile high club" she winked at him.<br><br>She leaned into him and kissed him deeply before she could change her mind.&nbsp; Emily's arms snaked around his neck as she pressed her body into his.&nbsp; He was warm and her body fit against his perfectly.&nbsp; It was amazing to her, they seemed made for one another in so many ways and she couldn't wait to discover them all.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>29-08-2010, 20:50:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His mind slipped in and out of ideas, considering their environment.&nbsp; It wasn't as if he hadn't done some advanced planning for this eventuality.&nbsp; Most of his ideas involved the use of the captains chairs in the center of the cabin.&nbsp; Anderson looked for the remote of the stereo and found it in a pocket of the seat.&nbsp; He flipped on the disc that was already loaded and they were met with the sounds of Tchaikovsky's Serenade for Strings in C major, Op. 48.&nbsp; "Perfect mood music," he grinned a Cheshire Cat smile.<br><br>Turning into Emily's embrace he kissed her longingly on her lips.&nbsp; "I'm going to make you feel so good, baby," he told her.&nbsp; Breaking their kiss momentarily, he reached into the side pocket of his travel bag and drew out a black double knit silk scarf.&nbsp; "I want you to close your eyes," he said as he began to wrap the clothe around her head, tying it off gently behind her.&nbsp; Reaching down, he lifted the bottom of her shirt up, "I need you to raise your arms now baby...you're gonna love this little game."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>29-08-2010, 22:12:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily chuckled at the choice of classical music.&nbsp; "Mmm and what kind of mood are you in?"&nbsp; She asked closing her eyes and then lifting her arms.&nbsp; As pulled the shirt over her head she relaxed back against the cool leather with a little sigh.&nbsp; Being blind while knowing she was in a moving plane was a bit of an odd sensation at first, but the out of control feeling quickly passed as her hands moved over the solid seat beneath her. <br><br>"What are the rules of this game?" She asked in the direction Anderson last was.&nbsp; Emily thought he was still in the same place but wasn't entirely sure.&nbsp; She wasn't as disoriented as she might have been.&nbsp; Nathaniel had done a lot of 'blind' exercises with her and playing music as she learned to harness her gift. It helped more though, that she trusted Anderson.&nbsp; As long as he kept talking to her, letting her know where he was she would be fine. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 01:26:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson stood after tying the blindfold around Emily and walked to furthest of the two Captain's chairs in the cabin.&nbsp; Sitting in it, he adjusted the lever to a semi-reclined position before returning to his bag.&nbsp; "I am going to be right here with you the whole time, love, and just remember...if anything is too intense...Heffalumps will be remembered," he said lovingly.&nbsp; Pulling another piece of fabric form his bag he went and draped it over the back of the Captain's chair he had reclined earlier, laying it so that the whole back was covered in the course, burlap material he brought with him.<br><br>He walked back to Emily then and took her hand, motioning her to stand.&nbsp; As she did, he let his fingers tease her flesh longingly, by running his fingertips over her smooth, creamy skin.&nbsp; Reaching around, he teased her back, before unclasping her bra and drawing the fabric away from her body, baring her upper torso completely.&nbsp; "In a moment," he said as he tossed her bra on top of her shirt, "I will lead you to the Captain's chair I set into a reclining position. I'm going to have to face backwards on, laying your chest against the back of the seat, but you need to be up on your knees."&nbsp; His hands moved over her waist and unbuttoned her little pair of shorts.&nbsp; Hooking his thumb in the sides of her shorts and the panties underneath, he whisked them down to bare her flesh completely before tossing them into the pile of clothes he had already begun.<br><br>Taking her hand, he led her slowly across the cabin and as her knees were about to touch the chair, he said, "Ok, you are at the chair.&nbsp; I want you to raise one leg up and give me your other hand.&nbsp; I will lay you against the chair after your knees are both in the seat."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 01:36:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily listened as he talked, turning her head to face wherever his voice came from.&nbsp; "I trust you, Anderson." She said softly as he helped her to stand.&nbsp; A giggle escaped her as he teased her back and she gasped as her breast were bared.&nbsp; Immediately her body reacted to the cool air of the cabin.&nbsp; As she walked she did her best to pick up her feet and not just shuffle them along.&nbsp; She stepped out of the shorts easily, her hand remaining on his shoulder to keep her balance.&nbsp; <br><br>She have his hand a slight squeeze when they reached the chair before getting read to raise a leg.&nbsp; Having no idea which chair she'd been led to she asked, "Which foot?&nbsp; Right or left?"&nbsp; When Anderson made her answer she raised that foot so she was sure her knee would be above the chair and she lent him the opposite hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;Emily complied easily with his direction.&nbsp; She knelt on the supple leather chair, both hands still in his waiting further instruction. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 01:45:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This was going smoothly.&nbsp; She was trusting him, and that made Anderson glad.&nbsp; He knew that with her trust she was about to experience great delight mixed with her likely anxiety at having her sight taken from her.&nbsp; He slowly began to ease her body forward as he spoke, "I'm going to lay you down on the chair, but you need to keep you bottom raised as I do."&nbsp; He laid her so that the tips of her nipples felt the coarse fabric first, before being surrounded by the flesh of her bare breasts.&nbsp; Gently he draped her arms to the side of the chair before grabbing his bag and sliding it across the cabin.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching inside his bag, he withdrew another silk scarf, the end of which he quickly tied into a slip-knot.&nbsp; Looping the knot around her left wrist, he tightened it snuggly before tying another knot midway down the piece of fabric. Drawing her hands closer together, he slipped the other knot over her right wrist and tightened it, this time drawing the fabric through to cinch her hands closely together.&nbsp; "Is that comfortable, baby?" he asked as he reached into his travel bag for his next surprise.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 01:59:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Behind the blindfold Emily winced at first when her nipples brushed the coarse fabric.&nbsp; "It itches." She said as her breast laid fully against the burlap.&nbsp; In this position she could also smell the very unique, earthy scent of the burlap.&nbsp; "And it smells funny.&nbsp; &nbsp;Is this burlap?"&nbsp; Her hand jerked into a fist when he looped the scar around it, but she quickly relaxed.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Restrained and blindfolded.&nbsp; You can handle this.</em>&nbsp; She took a deep breath. <br><br>Emily continued to take calming breaths as Anderson restrained her other wrist.&nbsp; When he asked if she was comfortable she wiggled a bit.&nbsp; "Um...not entirely, but I'm not in any pain." She answered him honestly.&nbsp; She felt very exposed in that position and not entirely comfortable with the idea of it either.&nbsp; She knew when she'd agreed though that he would push her outside her comfort zone and she wanted it.&nbsp; Emily wanted to be able to share with him in his desires as she hoped he would share with her in hers.&nbsp; She could still hear him in front of her.<br><br>In a nervous tone and with a small tremble to her voice, "Anderson?&nbsp; I just need you to stroke my arm or my back.&nbsp; Something comforting.&nbsp; I'm nervous, b-but I don't want to stop." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 02:07:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rising from the other captains chair where he had taken a seat, he reached one hand to stroke Emily's arm, trailing to her shoulder and then over her back. "Shhhh, my love. I'm going to be here with you the entire time," he said.&nbsp; He let his hand trail to her bottom as he patted it gently before continuing. "I am going to attach a harness to you now, it will have a small vibrating attachment that I will control with a wireless remote, Em.&nbsp; I don't want you to be afraid while I put it on."<br><br>He reached around her waist and drew the two ends together before latching it in place.&nbsp; He brought the back thong between her legs and tied it to the top of the harness, laying a lavender butterfly over the top of her sex, in direct contact with her clit.&nbsp; He kept a hand on her bottom the entire time he adjusted the harness, and once it was in place, he touched the button marked "LOW."<br><br>"How does that feel, baby?" he asked her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 02:20:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His touch went a long way towards making her feel more comfortable.&nbsp; "Thank you" She murmured to him as he was reaching around her.&nbsp; The thanks was as much for the comforting touch as much as it was for the explanation of what he was doing.&nbsp; Her body had begun to relax as he kept a hand on her.&nbsp; She jerked a bit in surprise when he turned the vibrator on.&nbsp; The scrape of burlap made her wince one more.&nbsp; At first she didn't much process the contrasting pain and pleasure but slowly she began to marvel at the differences.&nbsp; <br><br>"It-it feels good." She gasped as arousal began.&nbsp; Her nipples peaked against the burlap, more sensitive now.&nbsp; She could feel them move against the material with with every breath.&nbsp; Goosebumps scattered over her body, raising the fine hair on her arms.&nbsp; It was certainly different, but not un-enjoyable.&nbsp; A small moan escaped her lips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 02:37:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keeping one hand on her arm, Anderson leaned over to retrieve another object from his little bag of tricks.&nbsp; "I don't want you to be alarmed, baby," he said as he let the soft leather straps of a short flog drift over the skin of her back and trail toward her bottom.&nbsp; "There will be some pain in this, but I promise you, the pleasure you will get with overwhelm any pain," he raised the flog slightly and let the pliable ends of the hide land against her bottom.&nbsp; He watched one thong land precariously over her opened sex and smiled with delight.<br><br>Raising it a bit higher, he let it come down only slightly harder against her skin, this time, letting the ends tickle&nbsp; and tease her gently as her flesh turned slightly pink.&nbsp; His free hand remained on her shoulder blade as he played the thongs along her back and then over her buttocks before landing a third strike, hitting her left thigh and cheek.&nbsp; He let the leather soothe her skin as he asked, "And how does that feel, baby?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 03:02:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At first she thought it was his fingers drifting over her skin and Emily tried to arch into them.&nbsp; The thought of her pain made her stiffen, she sucked in a hissing breath and her muscles tensed further with the sting of the single thong against her sex.&nbsp; &nbsp;The second hit made her jerk a bit.&nbsp; Emily pressed closer to the back of the chair pressing her sensitive breast harder against the burlap taking the sensation from an itch to an annoying grate.&nbsp; Always though the pleasure of the vibrator was present.&nbsp; She wanted to press closer to the source of that pleasure.<br><br>By the third hit she'd come to expect the tickle that followed.&nbsp; She hissed at the mixture of pain and pleasure.&nbsp; She thought over his words.&nbsp; "It stings.&nbsp; The leather feels good just sliding over my skin but the third smack bit.&nbsp; It...I don't know how I feel about it." And she truly wasn't.&nbsp; Enjoying being hit somehow felt wrong but the vibrator working against her clit felt so good.&nbsp; Good enough that she was growing wet.&nbsp; She wanted Anderson's hands all over her.&nbsp; She wanted to feel him against her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 03:06:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson, his legs close to Emily's head, reached down and unzipped his pants before releasing the button that let them slide down his legs.&nbsp; He stepped out of them and walked in front of her, letting the thongs of the flog drift over her reddening skin. He let a smallish slap land against her anus to see her press forward, so that her lips came into contact with the head of his prick.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 03:17:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard the zipper and wondered what Anderson was doing.&nbsp; In her mind she could see him there standing over her, a smile on his face as his pants fell.&nbsp; She could only hope the picture in her mind was match to her reality.&nbsp; Unable to see him even if she looked up, she kept her chine just off the burlap.&nbsp; Emily groaned with the third hit as she rocked forward.&nbsp; Her lips, partially parted, met something stiff but not unyielding.&nbsp; <br><br>After a moment she recognized the warmth, the smell of Anderson the silky feel of his precum against her lips.&nbsp; She licked said lips before parting them to take him into her mouth.&nbsp; She wanted to offer him some of the pleasure she was feeling.&nbsp; Her tongue slid along his hard cock as she took as much of he as she could reach into her mouth.&nbsp; It crossed her mind briefly that this move may have been too bold, may not have been what he'd wanted and he may just have the whip for purposes other than introducing slight pain into their play.&nbsp; She remained as she was though, suckling gently against his cock. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 03:23:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wanting to feel himself buried in her mouth, but knowing the danger of giving her yet another slap with the flog, Anderson decided it was worth the risk as he landed another slap to her pert bottom, several thongs landing over her anus and giving a glancing blow to her sensitive lips that he imagined were opening up nicely in want of him.<br><br>His hand continued to slide back and forth over her back, feeling her skin prickle at the feel of the flog.&nbsp; He thumbed the button marked "MED" on his control switch he kept gripped in his flogging hand as he let the leather tickle her puckers backdoor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 03:43:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily mad a noise that's meaning was lost as it vibrated against his prick.&nbsp; She pressed more forward and managed to keep from biting him, though her lips did tighten around him.&nbsp; His hand on her back settled Emily.&nbsp; When the vibrator began to work faster and harder against her clit her eyes rolled back in her head behind the scarf.&nbsp; Emily sucked him more firmly, moaning around him.&nbsp; She could feel her slick fluids begin to drip.&nbsp; <br><br>She was amazed how aroused she was by this play.&nbsp; It just went to illustrate the 'don't knock it 'til you've tried it' principal.&nbsp; She tensed&nbsp; a bit at the feel of the leather against her asshole.&nbsp; Her mouth stilled on him for a few beats but soon the growing pleasure of the vibration against her lower lips had her mouth moving over him again.&nbsp; Her tongue swirled around his hardness as she moaned again.&nbsp; Her womb clenched as her euphoria grew.&nbsp; Sweat began to bead on Emily's forehead as she fought down her urge to scream in ecstasy.&nbsp; She had a feeling they were a long way from finished and she was growing curious as to how much she could take.&nbsp; How much she would like. <br><br>Emily wondered what Anderson's face looked like in that moment.&nbsp; She wanted to look up at him, to watch him in his pleasure as he taught her new things.&nbsp; To watch his smile as he pleasured her.&nbsp; &nbsp;In her mind he was smiling, head back, eyes closed enjoying what her mouth was doing to his phallus. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 03:51:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But his head was not back.&nbsp; His lusty eyes took in everything. Her succulent lips wrapped around his firm cock, her writhing body that would alternately tense at the pain and ease with the pleasure he was giving her.&nbsp; He delighted in the smallest twitches in her skin as a new sensation was added and normalized into their little ritual of pleasure.<br><br>He slid his hips back, not really wanting to leave her mouth, but wanting to add more to their little game.&nbsp; He bent to his bag and retrieved a bottle of lube and a smallish sized butt plug before walking behind her.&nbsp; Keeping his hand on her back, and touching her bottom gently, feeling the heat radiating from her skin, he opened the bottle and poured a generous amount over the crevasse of her bottom and watched it begin to drip through the valley it created.&nbsp; As the first bits reached her anus, he let his middle finger spread it about the nerves bundled there.&nbsp; He said, "I promise I will be very gentle, baby, just trust me."<br><br>He let the sliding lubricant gather over his finger as he continued to gently tickle her bottom, feeling for her relaxation, he said, just take several deep breathes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 04:04:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He left her mouth and Emily made a small whimpering noise.&nbsp; The cool sensation of the lube sent a shiver running up her spine; her shoulders moved as the shiver worked its way up her neck and over her scalp.&nbsp; She was doing okay until he moved a finger about her anus.&nbsp; Her breathing sped and she knew she wasn't going to be able to slow it with him still playing.<br><br>"Wait! Anderson wait." Her body was tensed and she gasped.&nbsp; "I don't think I can do that...now." Her voiced was more than edged with uncertainty.&nbsp; Her forehead fell against the burlap as she tried to take a deep breath didn't seem to be able to.&nbsp; &nbsp; She tried again with a little more success.&nbsp; The sensations of pleasure were eclipsed by her discomfort and fear of the unknown.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 04:09:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her tension not easing away, he pulsed the flow of vibrations from the little butterfly by hitting a special button to cut the power intermittently which he knew would change the flow of sensations she was getting.&nbsp; He waited to sense her body's reactions, and as she began to roll her hips with the pulsing of the butterfly, he knew that she was beginning to relax again. As she gasped slightly with the next pulse of the butterfly, he plunged his finger into her little puckered hole and waited for her gasp as he kept it still at the first knuckle.<br><br>"Shhh, it's okay, baby...I'm still right here with you," he said as he moved his other hand over her bottom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 19:06:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily didn't simple gasp, she made a little noise of surprise and froze, her muscles clamping down reflexively.&nbsp; She let the breath she sucked in out slowly.&nbsp; Pleasure still coursed through her radiating out from the vibrations against her clit.&nbsp; Each pulse seemed to work its way out like ripples on a pond to her furthest extremities.&nbsp; <em>You can do this...</em> She told herself.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily's back arched, her breast pressed into the burlap firmly once more.&nbsp; With a few more breaths her body began to relax.&nbsp; The vibrations from the butterfly had her moaning again in short order.&nbsp; "Fuck Rockstar." She breathed.&nbsp; The last muscles to release and relax were those around his finger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 20:56:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As those muscles released, his finger slowly moved a bit further in and then out, keeping her muscles aware of his presence, but not overburdening their stimulation.&nbsp; Anderson flipped the remote switch back to LOW, so that a constant purring sensation enveloped her clit as he let his other hand explore and massage her open pussy.<br><br>"You have such a perfect little pussy, baby," he said as he let his finger probe her gently.&nbsp; He raised his hand landed a nice little spanking to her bottom before moving it back over her lips, rubbing and tickling her opening.<br><br>Slowly he pulled his finger out and used both hands to prepare the small butt-plug by coating it in the slick lube.&nbsp; He pressed it against her anus as he stuck his finger inside her open pussy.&nbsp; He slowly fingered her as the vibrator continued its work, and as he felt her push back against his hand, he pushed the plug through her ring, slowly and smoothly inserting it to its base, where she clenched around it.<br><br>His hand now free, he felt her bottom and squeezed her flesh as his finger continued to work in and out of her pussy.&nbsp; "I love you baby," he said as he withdrew his finger and placed his prick against her open lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 01:13:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily gasped her body jerked when the plug slid in.&nbsp; The sensation was quite odd but not painful as she'd imagined it might be.&nbsp; She didn't like it as much as the whip, but wasn't sure how she felt about that or if she'd even admit it to anyone but Anderson who bore witness to her reactions. <br><br>"Fuuuck" She groaned as he pressed against her.&nbsp; "I love you too" Emily tried to rock back against him but her arms tied around the chair prevented her.&nbsp; She was so aroused, so ready for him.&nbsp; The constant vibration against her clit had brought her close to climax and was holding her there.&nbsp; Not quite enough to send her over the edge.&nbsp; "I want you so bad Rockstar." She murmured.&nbsp; She could feel her warm wetness sliding down her thighs now.&nbsp; He was going to drive her crazy soon.&nbsp; A tidal wave of desire rushed through her causing her to moan again as he teased. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 04:36:50</strong>
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				Letting the head of prick stay at her entrance, he enjoyed the feel of her lips over his head, like a long sensuous kiss between lovers.&nbsp; Just then, he spanked her red little bottom, and as she jerked from the suddenness, his cock slid inside her.&nbsp; He did not stop midway, but let it glide all the way in until he was buried before he stopped and enjoyed the feel of her hot wetness surrounding him.&nbsp; "Oh, fuck, yes!" he yelled, as he buried himself to the hilt. Her pussy pulsated with the vibrations from the butterfly, and her muscles were in constant motion all around him as she struggled the many varying sensations he was letting her feel.<br><br>Her muscles contracted around him, and so he just held still feeling the effect she was having over every inch of his flesh as his prick twitched and bounced inside her, almost of its own free will.&nbsp; "I know this is all new for you baby, but I have to tell you, I am enjoying the fuck out of this with you.&nbsp; Every sensation you show me, every flinching of your skin is like a beautiful masterpiece created in front of me," he said as he slowly withdrew about an inch, before reversing directions and burying himself again and then grinding his hips against her, his pubis pressing against the plug in her ass, driving it down about against his own prick and making Emily that much tighter around him.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 14:18:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit Anderson yes!" She screamed as he buried himself the first time.&nbsp; She could feel the entirety of his phallus within her, long and thick.&nbsp; She wanted to clench her muscles around him, hold him there and just enjoy the sensation of him filling her but she had no control over her muscles at the moment.&nbsp; Her body was driving and it was attempting to experience everything at once sending pulses of euphoria to her brain that had her moaning. <br><br>The second thrust brought with it a small climax that made her scream out.&nbsp; It might have been his name or a string expletives.&nbsp; Emily didn't even know.&nbsp; All she really knew was that she was enjoying the fuck out of it too.&nbsp; She pressed back against his grinding hips and gave a small cry at the pain against too sensitive nipples when they moved over the burlap.&nbsp; "Yes Rockstar.&nbsp; Godyes!" Her back arched further and her arms strained against the silk restraint.&nbsp; "Please, baby.&nbsp; Please." She whimpered.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 15:23:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Two small thrusts and Anderson already thought he was going to come undone.&nbsp; Emily felt warmly comforting surrounding his prick, and he was in deep need of release.&nbsp; Still he focused and held back as he continued to move back and forth within her.&nbsp; With each inward thrust he ground against her slightly, feeling the downward pressure of the plug mixed with the tightness of her Kegels as they rippled in undulating waves over his shaft.<br><br>Her warmed juices flowed freely over him as continual waves of pleasure encompassed them both.&nbsp; This was not about writing a song together today, and yet their bodies still seemed to form a symphony together as she moved what little part of her body she could to meet his thrusts and match his movements.&nbsp; His thrusts built up in pace as he began to spank the flesh of her ass, feeling it warm beneath his touch as he mixed the pleasure of their sex with the painful swats of his hand.&nbsp; Anderson's eyes glazed as he entered a very unique euphoric state, a place he would not come out of for a good deal of time, if history were to prove correct.&nbsp; For the first time in his life, though, he was experiencing what he loved most in sex with one he actually loved.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 19:03:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few swats she didn't jerk when he slapped the flesh of her ass.&nbsp; She could feel another climax building, the anticipation of release only heightening every pulse that thrummed through her body following his thrust.&nbsp; Her muscles clenched and massaged him of their own will, driving her mad.&nbsp; Each new swat to her flesh was accompanied by a cry from Emily.&nbsp; Perhaps it was just because she trusted and loved Anderson, but she was enjoying it.&nbsp; Emily never thought she could enjoy surrender let alone letting a man hit her. <br><br>"Yes, baby, YES!"&nbsp; She moaned again as he buried himself deeply.&nbsp; Her moans and sighs made their own kind of song with his grunts.&nbsp; She wanted this badly now.&nbsp; "Fuck me, Rockstar.&nbsp; YEAH!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 19:19:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling Emily release herself with total abandon drove him crazy, his hips began to thrust madly as his skin slapped against her.&nbsp; He ceased spanking, and opted to hold her hips firmly for better leverage against his thrusts.&nbsp; His use of her hips for his own leverage, however, had the added effect of pulling her upper body against the harsh fabric her nipples played against, and with no more give in her arms, the scratching against her sensitive skin was sure to be creating havoc throughout her nerves.<br><br>Feeling the continued pressure of the plug and her unceasing movements within, Anderson felt himself on the precipice of his own climax when he reached for the plug and gently began to extract it from her little bottom.&nbsp; Getting the small ring of her anus to expand over the large bottom of the plug, it came out smoothly over the tapered top as sparks started to shoot through him and he felt himself give way to his deepest needs.&nbsp; With a final thrust deep into her vaginal opening, he stayed firm within her as his orgasm overtook him, weakening his knees, he barely kept standing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 00:16:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily was screaming in her own climax, each cry a mix of the pleasure and pain she was feeling.&nbsp; The burlap was starting to bite against her sensitive nipples.&nbsp; Each scrape feeling like needle pricks of pain.&nbsp; Spots of white light danced behind her closed eyelids as her brain tried to interpret both the pain and pleasure coursing through her from all her nerves.&nbsp; Each one seemed lit up, working overtime flooding her with euphoria. <br><br>She was thankful, when he stilled, for the reprieve her breast received.&nbsp; Each pulse of his cock that spilled his warm seed within her drew a moan from Emily's throat.&nbsp; "YES ANDERSON!&nbsp; OH GOD YES!"&nbsp; Finally she was in control of her own muscles again and she clenched her kegels around Anderson.&nbsp; After a few seconds she released them again.&nbsp; Emily repeated this with the goal of driving Anderson has mad as he'd driven her.&nbsp; "I want every drop baby." She murmured in a sultry tone.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 05:27:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson gladly let her squeeze him, enjoying the feel of her muscles massaging the last bits out of him.&nbsp; Coming to his senses again, he thumbed the power off switch on the remote, thinking that the vibrator might just be Emily a bit crazy with so much having happened.<br><br>After a few moments of relaxed enjoyment, he slid out and went around in front of her to untie her blindfold, kissing her as he did and whispering, "My god, baby, you're so good.&nbsp; You did so well."&nbsp; After the blindfold was off, he untied her hands and helped her up off the burlap that had laid under her chest the entire time.&nbsp; The tiniest of marks were present all over her sensitive flesh on her breasts.&nbsp; Picking her up, he carried her to the couch and sat with her in his lap, where their naked bodies rested as he continued to comfort and whisper lovingly to her.<br><br>His hands stroked her skin as they flew over Mexico. Approaching the southern most boarder of the country, he said, "Well, you are certainly a member of the Mile High Club.&nbsp; Probably with veteran stripes too."&nbsp; He nuzzled her neck and kissed her before unlatching the harness she was still wearing.&nbsp; "We'll probably be landing soon.&nbsp; And while I'd love to just parade your beautiful body around and announce the world how lucky I am to have such a beautiful woman giving herself to me so freely, I imagine you may want some clothes on," he smiled at her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 14:28:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily was mostly quiet as she sat with Anderson nuzzling his neck and chest.&nbsp; Her mind began to sort through all the things that happened and settle her feelings on them.&nbsp; For the most part, she decided she had enjoyed it and she was glad Anderson had.&nbsp; She made up her mind to talk with him about it later that night as he held her.&nbsp; Emily kissed his chin.&nbsp; "Clothes might be a good idea at least until we get to the beach house." She murmured.&nbsp; Emily stretched&nbsp; a little and stood on still shaky legs.&nbsp; <br><br>She opted to forgo the bra and panties as her body was still quite sensitive.&nbsp; Carefully pulling the top down she smiled at Anderson.&nbsp; "I love you Rockstar, of course I'm going to try and give myself to you as freely as I can." Her voice was quiet, hoarse from her cries of pleasure, but sincere.&nbsp; "I'd like to talk about all this a little later, once we're settled.&nbsp; I've got some mixed emotions." She wiggled into her shorts and went back to her seat on the couch next to him to prepare for landing. <br><br>Emily buckled the belt, braided her fingers with Anderson's and rested her head on his shoulder.&nbsp; Her posture stiffened as they began to lose altitude preparing for landing.&nbsp; She jumped a bit when they hit the tarmac.&nbsp; "I hate landing." She muttered.&nbsp; "But it's not so bad with you here."&nbsp; She smiled up at Anderson and kissed him softly while they waited to be cleared for deboarding. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 23:16:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the plane touched down and taxied to a halt, Anderson unbuckled and dressed quickly Just before the flight crew exited the cockpit and opened the hatch to disembark.&nbsp; Anderson grabbed his things and stuffed them in his bags quickly, along with Emily's panties and bra, and exited the plane after her.<br><br>At the bottom of the stairs, a black Cadillac Escalade was waiting, the driver standing on the passenger side to help them load their things.&nbsp; He introduced himself as Fernando, and the middle-aged man gracefully tended to their belongings as Anderson and Emily climbed in the back.&nbsp; "The ride will probably be a bit bumpy.&nbsp; Don't worry about that.&nbsp; We get to skip customs because I have an arrangement with the government and own property here," he told her before Fernando got in.<br><br>As they were driven in silence, Anderson held Emily's hand and pointed to a few places of distinctive interest in Antigua until they were leaving the city.&nbsp; "My house is actually a few miles outside of the city.&nbsp; Down near San Jose," he said.&nbsp; "You're going to love the beach, baby...I can't wait for you to see it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 02:17:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily sat snugged close to Anderson taking note of the places he pointed out.&nbsp; It didn't take long for her to forget they were near a city at all.&nbsp; The road was soon surrounded by lush green grasses and palm trees, something she'd never seen in person before.&nbsp; "I can't wait to see the beach.&nbsp; I'm already in love with this place and I'm still in the car!" She laughed at her own enthusiasm.<br><br>"There were a lot of times I wished I could just forget the rest of the world and I'd pick up my guitar.&nbsp; For a short while, I found I could forget the world, but a song or two and it would all come crashing back as Mom yelled for me or something happened around me to bring me back to my reality.&nbsp; But here..." She smiled at Anderson.&nbsp; "The world really will consist of only us won't it?"&nbsp; There was a hopeful glint in her eye mixed with the excitement.&nbsp; Her voice was still hoarse but getting thinner and higher pitched the more excitement worked its way through her system.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her knee began to bounce as her ability to sit still and patient was wearing away.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 07:32:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The driver pulled up in the circle drive in front of Anderson's beach house and unloaded their things while he opened up the house.&nbsp; The caretaker had left a message that the pantry and fridge had been stocked, as per his usual request for a two week stay with a guest, and that he would call in 24 hours to see if everything was in order.&nbsp; Anderson showed Emily around the expansive entryway, the kitchen, the living room, the large master suite where Fernando deposited their luggage, the sound studio that took up two bedrooms and the other guest bedroom.&nbsp; This was a smaller house than Darkness Mansion, but it was still adequately equipped and had miles of beachfront in the backyard.<br><br>He opened the sliding glass doors and took Emily's hand to walk out to the open beach where the waves were rolling in smoothly.&nbsp; It was low tide, but the beach had been recently cleaned by the caretaker, leaving it beautifully pristine with white sand and very little seaweed to tarnish the landscape.<br><br>Anderson took off his shirt and shorts as he stepped out of his sandals.&nbsp; "Last one in the water is a lost soul," he said as he ran out onto the beach.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 14:02:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily was no less stunned by this house as she had been Darkness Mansion.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was also already having ideas about the fun they could have in every room of this house before they left.&nbsp; Two weeks was <em>plenty</em> of time to exhaust themselves.&nbsp; Repeatedly.&nbsp; She grinned as she continued to walk with him.&nbsp; &nbsp;The strangest thing was happening in her stomach.&nbsp; It felt as if a million little butterflies had suddenly awoken there and every time Anderson spoke or looked at her they seemed to flutter harder, especially if he smiled.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a feeling she loved and one that began to make her giggle.&nbsp; &nbsp;She thought it a little odd that these signs of infatuation made such a strong appearance <em>after</em> she knew she was in love with this man, but didn't dwell on it.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was well and truly happy and wanted nothing to spoil that.<br><br>As soon as they'd stepped out on the beach her shoes were gone.&nbsp; "CHEATER!" She yelled after Anderson and took off at a dead sprint.&nbsp; His longer legs still took him into the water ahead of her but Emily laughed as she let her momentum taker her straight into Anderson bowling them both over into the water.&nbsp; She came up laughing one of those rich, toes deep laughs that made the corners of her eyes crinkle. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 15:21:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Body tackled into the surf, Anderson spit the water out of his mouth he had sucked in when Emily knocked the air out of him, before splashing her ferociously.&nbsp; They continued running naked into the foamy, rich waters of the ocean.Their feet getting slick with the wet sand, as it crept between their toes and oozed onto them.&nbsp; As they frolicked and landed in the sand from time to time, they would both come up covered from one end to the other in the wet sticky mess of white sand they had laid in before running back into the ebbing tide to wash off.<br><br>At a distance they could see boat making its way across the shoreline.&nbsp; They could see the Guatemalan flag flying from the back, and knew that their patrol was already on duty, making them safe from onlookers.&nbsp; This emboldened Anderson, who picked Emily up and carried her until the water was waist deep, where he began to kiss her deeply and said, "I love you baby," before throwing her to the waves.&nbsp; The water pulling her first away from him and then pushing her back into his waiting arms.&nbsp; As she returned, he grabbed her, cupped a handful of a breast in one palm.&nbsp; He squeezed her flesh and saw her nipples standing proud upon her lovely mounds and drew her close to him for a deeper kiss than before, letting his tongue explore hers before whispering, "Thank you for loving me and trusting me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 17:40:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily enjoyed the feel of the temperate water surrounding her, the sun warming her skin.&nbsp; When he tossed her into the waves Emily laughed and rose up out of the water like a nymph as it pushed her back towards him.&nbsp; Water ran in little rivulets over her body sparkling in the sunlight.&nbsp; Her body was still quite sensitive from their play on the plane and his hand cupped her breast she sighed into the kiss.<br><br>"Thank you for showing me how to trust again." She whispered back looking up at him.&nbsp; Those butterflies were back at work in her stomach and her heart skipped a beat or two.&nbsp; She took the hand Anderson had against her back and placed it over her chest.&nbsp; "Do you feel that?&nbsp; You do that to me.&nbsp; I have <em>never</em> felt like this in my life.&nbsp; &nbsp;There are butterflies in my stomach and every time you look at me my whole body jumps to attention." She caught his lower lip in her teeth and gave it a slight tug before whispering against them, "I love you heart and soul Anderson Louter."&nbsp; A devious light lit her eyes and after a quick kiss she turned from him diving into the water and swimming away from him.&nbsp; The first kick of each foot purposefully sending a splash back at him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her dark hair fanned out and trailed behind her as she swam easily in the clear water, each stroke and kick a work of beauty as she glided through the water. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 18:06:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing at her teasing him, Anderson leapt after her and swam hard to catch up.&nbsp; Grabbing hold of an ankle, he pulled her back to himself and picked her up out of the water as his hands came round her waist.&nbsp; He took her and threw up in the air, to come crashing down back in shallower waters where he could stand more steadily.&nbsp; He swam and splashed her, her feeling of excited joy in their love for him mirrored in his own being.<br><br>Stopping their play, Anderson took her face in his hands and said, "I've never given my heart to anyone, Em.&nbsp; I've only given it to my music and now you.&nbsp; I'm taken with you, wholly and completely and I feel like a totally new man when I'm with you...no matter if we're just being silly or kinky or eating a great dinner...no matter what...you've stolen my heart, baby."&nbsp; He kissed her lips softly as his hands slid down her shoulders to find her hands.&nbsp; He braided his fingers with hers in both hands, and held them to his own chest as he watched the water lick at her breasts and glisten on her naked body.&nbsp; He held her hands to him silently as he sensuously kissed her lips.<br><br>"I'm thirsty...and famished, what can I fix for a late lunch today?" he asked her
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 00:46:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her smile turned from playful for adoring as she looked up into his eyes.&nbsp; She squeezed his hands lightly as they kissed.&nbsp; "All that I have is yours, Rockstar.&nbsp; Never loved anyone like this and I never want to again."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>When he spoke of lunch she giggled.&nbsp; "How about fruit and sandwiches.&nbsp; Something easy and light we can enjoy."&nbsp; She rose her toes and kissed his cheek.&nbsp; Emily walked back tot he house, once hand still holding Anderson's.&nbsp; She collected their scattered clothing as they crossed the beach.&nbsp; She scrunched her toes in the soft white sand smiling.&nbsp; <br><br>"The sand is so soft." She remarked as they reached the small patio.&nbsp; Emily spotted the outdoor shower and a number of wicked ideas came to mind.&nbsp; She turned on just the lower nozzle to rinse the sand from her feet.&nbsp; She padded into the house behind Anderson and followed his directions to find a towel to dry off with.&nbsp; She returned with one for him also and tossed it to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 02:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her lithe young body wash in the lower shower head to remove the sand from her feet, Anderson felt himself stirring again.&nbsp; He shook the sand from his feet and walked in ahead of her.&nbsp; He was standing in the kitchen naked with the fridge door open, looking for papayas and mangos to cut up.&nbsp; He found them and set them out along with a selection of different lunch meats, tomatoes and dressings.&nbsp; As he closed the door he was hit in the face with the towel Emily had thrown at him, and caught it before it fell to the ground.<br><br>Laughing, he wrapped himself in the towel and went to the bread box to retrieve a loaf of bread that he quickly sliced into a half-dozen thick slices.&nbsp; Then he remembered the cheese and opened the door to get that as well.&nbsp; Making quick work of the cheese with another knife, sliced the fruit after washing its skin and placed it in a big bowl they could eat from together.&nbsp; He threw together two sandwiches and said, "Lunch is served," as he bit into his sandwich. A dollop of dressing fell off the back end of his sandwich and landed on his abdomen, unnoticed by Anderson in his famished state.<br><br>He closed his eyes and savored the taste of his food, which he supplemented with a slice of tangy mango from the fruit bowl.&nbsp; "Mmmmm, my god.&nbsp; You have to try this, baby," he said, holding the half eaten slice he had bitten into for her to try.&nbsp; Around a half chewed piece of sandwich in his mouth, Anderson said, "After we're done, I want to show you the house...that Grand Tour!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 03:28:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily took her sandwich with a smile and was enjoying it until he spoke again.&nbsp; She looked over at Anderson and the slice of fruit he held.&nbsp; A naughty grin danced its way across her face.&nbsp; She carefully set her sandwich back on the plate and took several slow steps towards Anderson.&nbsp; Her hips swayed with each step, the towel parting to reveal her thigh to her hip.&nbsp; She kept her eyes, which darkened with desire, locked onto his.&nbsp; <br><br>Her full lips parted as she neared him and she took a slow, deep breath making her pert breast strain against the towel wrapped around her body.&nbsp; She bent her head to take a bite of the mango, but at the last moment bent further to lick the chipotle mayonnaise from his abs.&nbsp; She drug the flat of her tongue slowly over his stomach.&nbsp; His skin was warm, salty from the ocean and spicy from the mayo.&nbsp; "Spicy." She smiled up at him before taking a bite from the mango.&nbsp; The cold tangy fruit cool her mouth.&nbsp; She took a moment to experience the texture of the fruit.&nbsp; Mango was one of the fruits she had yet to try fresh.&nbsp; It was soft and slid over her tongue silkily.&nbsp; The tang was refreshing and unexpected.&nbsp; "And so refreshing."&nbsp; She smiled.&nbsp; "And I can't wait to get the Grand Tour." Emily slowly walked back to where her plate sat on the counter with the same sway to her hips.&nbsp; From this side Anderson could see the towel rise to show just the hint of her round cheeks. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 03:38:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson almost choked when Em's tongue stroked the skin of his stomach.&nbsp; Her touch sent a shockwave tingling through his whole person as the fresh breeze floating in from the open door wafted across his body. He felt the tingling coolness of the air hit his nipples in that moment, arousing him further.<br><br>As she walked away, his eyes filled with lust as he sat his sandwich down and slid the bowl of fruit closer to where she sat.&nbsp; "You are delightfully evil...aren't you?" he asked rhetorically.&nbsp; "Maybe," he aloud, "someone needs another spanking..." he said as he unhooked the knot in his towel and let it drop to reveal his once-semi-erect prick now standing at full attention.&nbsp; "Or maybe we can just be naughty together for awhile here on the counter," he added as a final thought before he touched the knot of her towel and untangled it, letting it drop to reveal her taut flesh, still warmed by both the sand and their previous endeavors on the plane.<br><br>His passion was nearly uncontrollable as he let his hand reach for her breast and squeeze hard while bring his lips to bear against hers.&nbsp; Tasting the mix of the fruit and mayo on her tongue, he moaned his pleasure as he let his tongue dance across hers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 03:53:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm" She leaned into him moaning into the kiss.&nbsp; Her back arched pressing her breast into his hand.&nbsp; A lance of fire ran from her nipple to her pussy.&nbsp; She couldn't believe how wildly her body was responding to him already.&nbsp; One of her hands reached down to grasp his cock and stroke firmly.&nbsp; "You seem to inspire my evil." She whispered as she tore her lips from his to bite, not quite gently down his neck.&nbsp; "I want" Her tongue slid across his skin before she bit "To fuck you" She repeated the tasting of his skin, along his jaw this time "In every room of this house." <br><br>His game on the plane had inspired her to be more bold with him.&nbsp; Though she had mixed feelings about it she knew she wanted to be less shy about letting him know what she wanted and how she wanted it.&nbsp; Her hand moved expertly over his erection as the other moved up his chest and over his shoulder while her lips worked their way to his ear.&nbsp; "And I want to do it repeatedly." She whispered before tugging on his earlobe with her teeth. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 04:10:53</strong>
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				A sharp gasp escaped his throat as he replied, "Then fuck me you will."&nbsp; His free hand reached for her bottom and squeezed hard as he drew her leg up to cover his hip, rolling her hips for her as his cock pressed against her belly.<br><br>His fingers moved to cover her nipple, where he squeezed tightly, letting her know the depths of his lust for her in that moment.&nbsp; "I'm thinking wild monkey fucking might be in order," he said, as he dropped her legs to slide down his own before turning her about.&nbsp; Scooting the low stool over, her added, "step on this lower rung of the stool with one foot, baby, I have an idea of something that might be fun."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 04:23:14</strong>
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				A shiver ran over her as he pinched her nipple.&nbsp; "Bring it on baby." She managed before he spun her around.&nbsp; She looked down at the stool and then back over her shoulder at him.&nbsp; She arched one eyebrow.&nbsp; "What have you got in mind, Rockstar?"&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Emily placed her hands on stool for balance as she placed on foot on the first rung on the stool.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 04:37:55</strong>
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				Anderson reached for her leg that was still grounded, and lifted it as he said, "Put your hands on the counter, babe," and she moved to adjust to his positioning as he brought her leg up high in a standing split.&nbsp; He placed one foot on a rung of the stool to hold it steady as he brought her body lower.&nbsp; He guided his cock to her open pussy as he impaled her on his shaft, entering smoothly.<br><br>"Ohhh, fffffuck yes..." he grunted out as her core clenched over his raging erection.&nbsp; He began to bounce her body over his prick in wild anticipation of quickly filling her, his sac already clenching at the excitement.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 05:02:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily felt her muscles protest the stretch at first, but her body quickly adjusted and the stretch as well as his cock filling her felt delicious.&nbsp; His hand felt strong holding her leg, sure and powerful.&nbsp; She moaned as he withdrew and filled her velvet slickness again.&nbsp; Each of his strokes sent a jolt of desire through her, fueling her lust and desire making her blood boil.&nbsp; She tested her own strength and bent the knee of the leg that balanced on the stool, bringing her more firmly down on him.&nbsp; "Oooohh fuck." She moaned tossing her head back.&nbsp; <br><br>"God yes, Rockstar!&nbsp; YES!" She straightened her leg and bent it again.&nbsp; Her muscles were going to be screaming at her later, but at the moment she didn't care an iota. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 05:14:15</strong>
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				Anderson lowered the leg he was holding to rest on the countertop, freeing his hand to play with her clit as she began to take charge of her own motions. He reached under her leg and felt for her little button before flicking his finger back and forth and then circling it.<br><br>His hips jerked for time to time, willing her to move faster over his prick while his voice was caught up in his raspy, short breaths. Growling, he said, "c'mon, fuck me. Move that pussy, Em and fuck me!" <br><br>Suddenly, his hand landed on her ass with a piercing slap as he spanked her once.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 05:30:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She clenched around him in the shock from his slap.&nbsp; Emily took a moment adjust to her new balance before she bent her knee again.&nbsp; She lowered herself to a position on him that would let her move over him more.&nbsp; She screamed his name as his finger flicked over her clit again.&nbsp; A few more experimental bends of her knee and Emily fell into a rhythm riding him.&nbsp; "Yes Anderson!" She cried out.&nbsp; Her palms slid against the counter as they grew sweaty with her efforts.&nbsp; <br><br>As Anderson slid in deeply she clenched her walls around him as tightly as she could.&nbsp; She kept her muscles clenched as she rose up and relaxed them so he could slide deeply into her once more.&nbsp; She was just on the precipice of climax.&nbsp; "God, Rockstar.&nbsp; Oh God yes!&nbsp; I'm going to cum." Her voice was almost desperate.&nbsp; She wanted to hang on, she wanted to last longer as she rode him, but it just wasn't going to happen.&nbsp; She pushed up quickly and then slammed back down over him screaming out as her orgasm hit her.&nbsp; Her muscles spasmed over him as waves of ecstasy washed through her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 05:39:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her screams of pleasure, mixed with the movement of her muscles over his head and shaft was all that was needed for Anderson to fill Emily in his own wave of passionate ecstasy.&nbsp; As she fell upon his prick in her last thrust, screaming out, his balls released their treasure.<br><br>He braced himself as he grabbed her shoulder, pulling her firmly against his prick as his fingers dug in against her skin.&nbsp; His prostate pumped viciously as it sought to expel the spunk from inside and he groaned, "FUCK YES!! OH HOLY FUCK!!!" as his brain was washed in a wonderful release of endorphins that flooded through his skull.<br><br>He went a bit dizzy as he continued to hold her hot flesh against his, and ride out the end of their mutual tidal wave until he began to catch his breath and slowly withdrew from her hole.&nbsp; Reaching over to the bowl of fruit, he grabbed a slice of mango and fed it to Emily before kissing the juices it left behind off of her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 05:58:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he withdrew Emily moved her leg from the counter putting her foot back down on the floor.&nbsp; She relaxed into him as he kissed her.&nbsp; Her right foot, the one that had been on the stool ached in the small half inch strip that bore her weight on the stool.&nbsp; She sighed as the kiss ended.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned to face him and sit on the stool, placing Anderson between her knees."Mmm, next the mood takes me to fuck you silly, I get to pick the position." She murmured in a husky tone. Emily grabbed a piece of papaya from the bowl holding it in her teeth offering it to Anderson with a smile. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 17:25:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson and Emily ate together while touching and fondling one another's naked bodies.&nbsp; Feeling their mutual heat and burning passion as they devoured the papaya and mango and polishing off their sandwiches.&nbsp; When they finished, Anderson took her hand and said, "Now, it time for me to show you the house."<br><br>He led her from the kitchen and waved his hand as they passed the living room and entryway area, "This you've already seen," and passed through quickly to the hallway leading back to the bedrooms.&nbsp; He opened the first door on the right and showed her a nice sound studio set up with mixing boards and some recording gear.&nbsp; The next room was music studio where a much simpler collection of useable guitars was kept, and then the guest bathroom across the hall, which would have been a good fit in any Master suite.<br><br>Moving further down the hall he showed the guest bedroom, and then the Master Suite with its simple decor and oversized bathroom.&nbsp; Exiting their they came to one last door, when Anderson got an evil look in his eye and said, "This, Em, is a very special room," as he turned the handle on the door and flung it open.&nbsp; He turned on the light switch to reveal a St. Andrew's cross in one corner of the the room, a contraption that appeared to be a chair of sorts, but with a black leather covering over a long table and 4 separated arm rests.&nbsp; There was a large gate in another corner and against one wall stood a cabinet with every imaginable device, toy and implement for BDSM play that Anderson could acquire.&nbsp; "This is my little playroom...we might want to spend a little time here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 20:21:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The beach house was the nicest vacation home she'd ever been in.&nbsp; The master bathroom had her picturing a nice long soak in the tub with candles and music.&nbsp; When they came to the last room she was excited and when the light flicked on she stiffened a bit.&nbsp; She had convinced herself that she could surrender to Anderson, but convincing her head of that and being faced with the instruments of what surrender to him meant were different ballparks, hell they were different galaxies now that she was looking into that room.&nbsp; <br><br>When she looked up to Anderson she looked like a deer in headlights, like the young, naive woman she was.&nbsp; There was something very vulnerable in the look she gave him.&nbsp; "It...might take me some more time to adjust to that idea." She said honestly.&nbsp; "I had a lot more confidence before I saw all this." She looked back over the room, eyes wide.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 20:25:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Flipping the light switch off, Anderson patted the naked flesh of her bottom softly as he whispered, "We have time, don't let it scare you, babe," before giving her bottom a nice squeeze and remembering the feel of his hips rested against that flesh in the throes of passion.&nbsp; He led her back across the hall to the Master Suite and went to turn the tap on the bath.<br><br>"I think its time we just had a good soak for a bit...and we can just chill," he said as he adjusted the temperature to make the water hot but not scalding.&nbsp; He reached for her hand, "Join me?" he asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 20:59:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think I will." She smiled and braided her fingers with his as she stepped into the tub.&nbsp; Emily sank down into the water wrapping his arm around her as she sat facing away from him.&nbsp; She scooted back and made herself comfortable against his chest.&nbsp; Emily laid her head back against his shoulder and let the hot water relax her muscles.&nbsp; "Next time you want to try something like in the kitchen you should warn me to stretch first." <br><br>Emily giggled a little.&nbsp; "Much more flexible if I stretch." She grinned up at him and nipped at his chin.&nbsp; She relaxed against him again and closed her eyes as the warm water lapped at her skin.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 21:51:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson turned on the jets to the oversized tub and let them sooth his back and bubble over their skin as he sank back in the tub.&nbsp; As the level of water just barely covered Emily's nipples, he lifted his foot out of the water and turned the tap off with expert precision.&nbsp; <br><br>He held her close as they relaxed, but let his hands explore her soft skin gently.&nbsp; Kissing the back of her neck he whispered, "Sorry to wear you out...the moment just took me."&nbsp; He leaned back then and let her rest her head against his chest, soaking in both the warmth of the tub and her body.&nbsp; <br><br>"Would you like to join me for a nap when we're done?" he asked her before continuing his thoughts, "That's my second favorite thing to do on vacation down here...sleep!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 22:55:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At first the bubbles tickled her skin. She was very aware of the water, the bubbles and Anderson but as his hands whispered over her skin beneath the water everything but the relaxation began to sweep over her.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Never apologize for wearing me in out in that way.&nbsp; It's a delicious&nbsp; sort of sleepy relaxation that I love." Her fingers moved in a loving caress over his thighs and down towards his knees before coming back up.&nbsp; "I think a nap would be nice, really anything that keeps me in your arms is pretty nice."&nbsp; Her voice had a kind of sleepy quality to it threaded with the happiness she was feeling.&nbsp; &nbsp;A part of her mind wanted to talk to him about what transpired on the plane and what he might have in mind for his 'playroom'. <br><br>"Baby?" She said shifting just a little so her weight balanced on one hip and she could look up him.&nbsp; "About the plane, I..." Her brow furrowed as she tried to pin down how she felt about it.&nbsp; "It feels a bit...wrong...to have enjoyed the whip."&nbsp; She wasn't sure what it had been until the blindfold came off and she watched him clean up and dress quickly.&nbsp; "I sort of feel like maybe I shouldn't have, but, I did." Her brow knit further.&nbsp; "I don't think I'd enjoy being hit with it any harder, hard enough to leave marks for more than a few moments I mean." She sighed and it was edged with a little frustration.&nbsp; Confusion wasn't a feeling she liked and she made no attempt to hide that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 15:03:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson sat for a long moment, looking into Emily's eyes.&nbsp; When she told him of her misgivings and difficulties with what they had done - what he had done - on the plane, Anderson listened intently.&nbsp; As she finished, he pondered her words for a moment before saying, "Well, it is something you have to get used to.&nbsp; I did start pretty light with the stuff on the plane.&nbsp; You'd probably like it better if I'd had the right amount of time to hold you afterwards.&nbsp; Just wait till you graduate to a paddle," he said with a wink before closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the tub.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 18:17:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily spun out of his arms, splashing him in the face in the process, and turned to fully face him.&nbsp; "No." She shook her head.&nbsp; "No paddle.&nbsp; Nope.&nbsp; No way no how." Her voice held only a portion of the heat the fire in her eyes conveyed. "The whip okay I can get into that again.&nbsp; But no paddle.&nbsp; You're not my father and you're certainly not using a paddle on my ass or any other part of me."&nbsp; <br><br>If that was pretty light on the plane she didn't think she wanted to know what heavy was.&nbsp; And the way he said she <em>had</em> to get used to it.&nbsp; The hell she did.&nbsp; Emily pushed herself up and climbed out of the tub.&nbsp; She yanked a towel from the bar and wrapped herself in it.&nbsp; The marble floor was slick under her feet and she slid a bit but kept her balance.&nbsp; Though it kind of ruined the effect she wanted to have storming out of the bathroom.&nbsp; <em>Who the hell does he think he is?</em> She fumed.&nbsp; <em>Like he can order me around?&nbsp; Fuck him.&nbsp; No, not fuck him.&nbsp; He can see how he likes sleeping alone again!</em>&nbsp; <br><br>She jerked a sarong out of her bag in the bedroom.&nbsp; She was trying to open up to him to be honest about what she felt.&nbsp; She was looking for reassurance that it wasn't wrong to feel that way and all he had to say was 'get used to it'?&nbsp; What the fuck kind of response is that?&nbsp; Emily just kept walking back through the house and out onto the beach.&nbsp; She dropped the towel and made a quick dress out of the sarong and plopped onto the sand.&nbsp; She stared sightlessly out over the ocean.&nbsp; She hated being confused and Anderson's cavalier attitude had nothing to help her.&nbsp; It just pissed her off.&nbsp; Her phone wasn't going to work here.&nbsp; She couldn't call Nate.&nbsp; &nbsp;That only added fuel to her anger. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 03:26:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson was stunned silent by Emily's reaction, <em>Oh shit!</em> he thought silently, <em>I must have fucked up now.</em>&nbsp; He let her go without opening his mouth, feeling that at that moment he might do more harm than good.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Nice job, Anderson, you fucktard.&nbsp; The best woman you'll ever meet and you've pushed her away.</em>&nbsp; He sat in the tub for a much colder minute as he remembered three nights past, during his withdrawls from Em.&nbsp; Unsure of how much time she would want away from him he pondered through what he had said and her response.<br><br><em>She didn't like the idea of the paddle, but she did like the whip.&nbsp; So why did the paddle set her off that much?&nbsp; All she had to do was say, "I don't think I'd like the paddle, let's not do that," and the conversation would have been moot.&nbsp; What the fuck?!?!</em>&nbsp; The more he thought through the conversation, the more upset he got that she was pissed at him.&nbsp; "All I...fuck it, we're gonna fix this shit now..."<br><br>He got out of the tub and toweled off as he slipped his own trail of wet footprints over Em's until he got to the closet, where he grabbed a pair of bermuda shorts and a blue Superman t-shirt, emblazoned with the big red 'S' set over yellow.&nbsp; "Storm out on me when I'm trying to answer her questions...how the fuck are we supposed to communicate if she runs out like that?" he murmured to himself as he slipped the shirt over his head and slid on a pair of sandals.<br><br>Walking out the back door, he saw her sitting on the beach, staring at the ocean.&nbsp; Storming out of the house, he let his own perturbed attitude fuel his words as he drew near, "What the fuck is this about, Em?&nbsp; So you don't want me to use a paddle.&nbsp; That's no goddam reason to walk out on me and storm off like a fucking infant throwing a temper tantrum.&nbsp; So lets deal with this, dammit!" he yelled, coming to stand in front of her and looking down, his hands on his hips.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 03:36:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily shot to her feet.&nbsp; The time it took him to reach her did nothing to cool her off.&nbsp; "I'm not throwing a temper tantrum I'm trying my damnedest not to say something I'll fucking regret." She stayed toe to toe with him.&nbsp; "You want to know what this about?&nbsp; I hate being confused.&nbsp; It makes me feel helpless and I will be fucking damned if I <em>let</em> myself feel that way.&nbsp; And then you go and say an asshole thing like 'you just have to get used to it?'&nbsp; Who the fuck says that?&nbsp; To someone <em>THEY LOVE</em>!"&nbsp; She punctuated the last words with a push to his chest.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 03:51:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson had been pushed before...he didn't like it.&nbsp; His foster father before Aunt Grace was a royal prick, had hurt his friends...Anderson never let anyone push him.&nbsp; Ever.<br><br>He pulled his hand back and was ready to push back when it dawned on him what she just said, <em>'you have to get used to it?'&nbsp; When the hell had he said that?</em>&nbsp; Then he began to laugh.&nbsp; Uncontrollably, his laughter carried him to his knees where he held his belly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 04:01:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily let lose a frustrated scream and kicked sand at him.&nbsp; She wanted to kick him but couldn't quite bring herself to do it.&nbsp; <em>He's laughing at me now?!?&nbsp; The fuck?&nbsp; I'm finding a phone and going home.</em> <br><br>"I'm glad you think it's fucking funny, Rockstar.&nbsp; Way to be a complete asshole."&nbsp; Angry tears stung the back of her eyes and she blinked quickly refusing to let them surface.&nbsp; "Don't try and crawl in the guest bed tonight." She warned in a lethal tone.&nbsp; Emily turned on her heel and started back up the beach to the house. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 04:10:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sand in his face sobered his laughter little, but as she turned to walk away, Anderson was able to at least manage to say, "Wait!"<br><br>Working hard to contain himself, he said, "Baby, I wasn't laughing at you," as he started to laugh yet again.&nbsp; Catching himself he said quickly, "Look, love, I think we just have a misunderstanding of what I said.&nbsp; Do you want to keep being mad at me, or can we talk this out?&nbsp; There's a helluva lot of day left to be pissed at each other and we're likely to get really uncomfortable."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 04:22:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stopped, but didn't turn around.&nbsp; Not yet.&nbsp; Anger and frustration had her heart pounding in her chest.&nbsp; Her hands were clenched into fists at her sides.&nbsp; "You can try and talk.&nbsp; I'm pretty damned pissed though."&nbsp; She tried to take a deep breath.&nbsp; Somewhere, on the fringes of her mind, she knew talking through the misunderstanding was the best idea.&nbsp; At the moment however, the heat of anger pounded its way through her.&nbsp; She had intended to cool off sitting on the beach.&nbsp; Well, no, she didn't intend it but it would have been the inevitable outcome.&nbsp; <br><br>She ran a hand through her hair in a frustrated motion.&nbsp; "What was it you were trying to say?" She still didn't turn to face him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 05:08:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson knew his happiness for the next two weeks depended on his ability to choose his words VERY carefully.&nbsp; <br><br>"Honey, I did not mean to sound like I was demanding anything from you.&nbsp; I thought you were wanting me to reassure you...that's why I said 'you have to get used to it...', you know, like being told, 'it's going to be a tight fit, but you'll have to get used to it' when you get fitted for some leather shoes you really like...do you understand what I meant?&nbsp; I never meant to set you off like this..." he said.<br><br>"And I'm sorry I stormed out here.&nbsp; I got pissed because I thought you just stormed out because of my mentioning a paddle.&nbsp; If there's something...ANYTHING I want to do or try and you're aren't comfortable with it, just tell me and we'll stop. Okay?" he asked her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 05:21:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily turned around to face him now.&nbsp; It was obvious in her posture and the look in her eyes she was making an effort to hear him and consider what he was saying.&nbsp; She took a deep breath and tried to forcer her anger out of her tone. <br><br>"It didn't come off reassuring.&nbsp; Reassuring would have been tell me that there was no reason to feel bad about liking the whipping or that it was not some how wrong to like it.&nbsp; What I heard when you said it was cocky and giving me no option but to just get used to feeling this way." She explained, or hoped she was explaining why she had exploded.&nbsp; "My anger had nothing to do with the paddle.&nbsp; My fear did that.&nbsp; In my mind a paddle is an instrument of punishment.&nbsp; And it's probably not logical but I feel like there's a much greater chance of me being hurt with a paddle over a whip.&nbsp; I never claimed to be logical or rational."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She didn't move any closer to him yet, but some of the tension left her body, a healthy portion of the heat still remained in her voice however.&nbsp; "I'm sorry I just stormed out.&nbsp; I just...we're pretty alone here and I didn't want to say something I'd regret.&nbsp; Especially if that something I said could damage our relationship permanently.&nbsp; And while we're on the subject can we come to a compromise that doesn't involve the butt plug in future sex?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 05:31:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stood and walked to where she was. "Emily, I am sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.&nbsp; There's no reason to be scared, baby," he said as he took her hands in his. "I love you, baby. I don't want you to be weirded out by the stuff I get an extra kind of thrill out of.&nbsp; If you like some of it, we'll do it, if you don't we won't. I love you and just want to experience everything I can with you."<br><br>"Can you forgive me baby?" he asked as he held his arms out, an invitation to his embrace.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 05:41:02</strong>
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				"It's an irrational fear and I know that." She said softly, her vulnerability making a strong come back.&nbsp; "The thought of a lot of it weirds me out and I'm trying to keep an open mind but it's a real fight for me.&nbsp; Trust is fragile.&nbsp; Just the way it came out or your flippant tone, I don't know...I misunderstood.&nbsp; I told you from the start I don't take being ordered or bossed around real well."&nbsp; <br><br>Emily stepped forward into his arms resting her head against his chest and wrapping her arms around him to rest in the small of his back.&nbsp; "I'm sorry too.&nbsp; And I love you, Rockstar.&nbsp; I'll forgive you, if you'll forgive me.&nbsp; I guess we both still have a lot to learn about the other." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 08:55:44</strong>
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				Anderson heard her then, not with the closed ears he had before, but for the frightened young woman who was having her world view exploded by someone who had traveled many lives worth of journeys in and out of darkness and light of various shades. Her own journey has only recently met his, and they were exploring something very familiar to him, but wholly new to her, and she needed him only to assure her that he was there...he got it.<br><br>"Em, I love you. With all my heart, I love you. I promise you I am right beside you and you if you tell me you are not comfortable with something I won't push you any more," he said as he held her tighter in his embrace.<br><br>Her soft hair floated in the breeze of the ocean that blew in, tickling his cheek and awakening his senses with its fresh scent of her now familiar aroma. Breathing deeply through his nose he said, "God I love the way you smell. Your hair, your body. I love the smell of you when you cum, when your excited over things I take for granted. You fill me up I would so miss that if I lost you, Em."<br><br>His hand reached down and felt the swell of her hips where he gave her a soft pat as he leaned down to kiss her. Though he never said the words, he never felt he had to forgive her, she wasn't wrong...they just had to keep working to understand one another.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 14:37:06</strong>
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				Emily smiled and nuzzled his chest.&nbsp; She listened to the way the words rumbled in his chest over his heartbeat.&nbsp; "I didn't want to go, Rockstar.&nbsp; Not really.&nbsp; I know it hasn't been long, but you're so a part of my life.&nbsp; I'd feel like I lost part of my soul."&nbsp; She turned her head now to kiss his chest softly before looking up at him. <br><br>A small, soft smile turned the corners of her mouth up as her lips met his.&nbsp; She returned the kiss slowly, her tongue sought his to tangle with it.&nbsp; Her hands moved over his back tracing the now familiar muscles.&nbsp; As the kiss wound to a close the sound of the waves on the beach came back to her awareness, but it was still his scent that overwhelmed her senses.&nbsp; Her eyes sparkled as she smiled at him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Tonight, when we go to bed, can we make love as the last thing we do?&nbsp; Slow and easy, baby, show me what it means to worship another's body." She winked at him with a playful little smile.&nbsp; "Until then, it's a beautiful day here.&nbsp; Show me your favorite place around these parts?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 18:52:17</strong>
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				When Em talked about wanting to see Anderson's favorite places he only had to think for a brief moment before taking her hand and jogging out to the shoreline where he slowed to a walk as they approached a rocky outcropping South of their beach area. <br><br>One large, jagged rock pointed to the heavens and connected to the rest of the cliffside. Going around it meant getting their feet wet, but on the other side, Anderson pointed to a cave opening. He led her in, where immediately the smell of sulphur filled their noses. "Not too pleasant to smell at first, but you'll like this."<br><br>He led Em down into the cavern until they came to a little pool that was lit, as he pointed out, by a sizable opening above their heads. The hole acted as a spotlight, and Anderson took a step down into the little pool and sighed..."This is heaven, you have to feel how warm it is."<br><br>Most of Central America is dotted with a shattered landscape of volcanoes that have been mostly dormant for hundreds for years, but are still filling these natural hot springs. This one was special, because it was on Anderson's property, which meant he was really the only one allowed to use it when he was here, and so they had complete privacy. <br><br>He took his shirt off and threw on a rock ledge as his feet soaked in the warm expanse of the tub.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 19:07:12</strong>
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				She looked at him doubtfully when he'd said she would like it.&nbsp; She wasn't sure how anyone could get over the smell of rotting eggs, but either she got used to the smell or lessened deeper in the cave.&nbsp; She followed him easily enough however over the terrain, even in her bare feet.&nbsp; She could already feel the rock warming and marveled at it. <br><br>She looked up at the hole in the rock ceiling, craning her neck to take it all in.&nbsp; She took his hand stepping into the warm water.&nbsp; "Wow that's nice." She giggled a bit as she smiled up at him.&nbsp; &nbsp;"How deep does it get?" She caught her lower lip between her teeth trying to contain her excitement and wonder. She reached up and tugged the tie of her make shift dress and tossed it over to land with Anderson's shirt.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're right.&nbsp; I like this place...a lot." She stepped closer to him and braided her fingers with his.&nbsp; "It's beautiful in here too."&nbsp; She looked around them looking over the natural rock formations.&nbsp; Some of it seemed to shimmer in the reflected light.&nbsp; She wondered for a minute what the lights she could produce would like in here.&nbsp; "I want to try something." She gave Anderson an all too devious grin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 14:12:33</strong>
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				Anderson was glad she liked it. This was one of his favorite places on earth. He could stay here undisturbed for hours - days if he'd packed food.&nbsp; "It doesn't get deeper than about your shoulders in the middle, and there are nice steps that are carved out all along the side of the shelf, makes for a good seat," he answered her.<br><br>He watched as she threw the sarong on his shirt, and saw her body spotlighted in the pool, the water licking at her thighs and warming her. Her bare hips and the silky smooth lips of her slit reflected just in front of her on the pool and made Anderson contemplate her as a perfect piece of art. Her breasts, pert and hanging free, their tear drop shape illuminated in the soft light of the overhead skylight made his heart skip a beat as he noticed her nipples in an aroused state.<br><br>As she drew close and took his hand, he noticed her grin and it made him smile too. "I love your ideas...what did you have in mind?" he asked he used one pair of their hands to untie his shorts so that he could slip them off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 14:45:06</strong>
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				"I want to sing to you." She smiled brightly and couldn't stop her eyes from wandering over his nude form.&nbsp; He looked the typical recovering heroine addict--a little too skinny, a few scars she didn't want to think about how badly they must have hurt as wounds--but to her, he was the most attractive man in all the world.&nbsp; <br><br>"I want to open my soul up to you, hear it filling this cave and watch what effect the space and the glistening stone has on the lights."&nbsp; She glanced down at their forms reflected in the water so perfectly then back up at his real face.&nbsp; "I've never seen what I look like when my ability gets away from me.&nbsp; Just the light reflected back at me from other objects in the room.&nbsp; And there's a song, by a group, Superchick.&nbsp; The lead singer wrote it after her battle with an eating disorder, but the chorus and the tag fit.&nbsp; And I think it's the best way I can express what I've been trying to tell you about me."&nbsp; She smiled.<br><br>Emily began by humming the tune, giving herself a moment to remember and to feel her soul opening for Anderson.&nbsp; The first shards of light were barely visible in the cavern they were so deep a blue.&nbsp; Her eyes met his, and so many emotions shined out through them at him.&nbsp; There was a sad quality to them and fear mixed with the light of hope.&nbsp; She took a deep breath and began to sing.<br><br>"<em>I need you to know<br>I'm not through the night<br>Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light<br>I need you to know<br>That we'll be okay<br>Together we can make it through another day</em>"<br><br>Her voice filled the cavern, bouncing off the rock back at them.&nbsp; The last line brought with it a smile and the white light of hope that radiated from her.&nbsp; It seemed to seep from every part of her body making the condensation on her skin look like diamonds.&nbsp; It sparkled off the shiny black rock around them and in every droplet of water in the humid air. <br><br>"<em>You should know you're not on your own<br>These secrets are walls that keep us alone<br>I don't know when but I know now<br>Together we'll make it through somehow<br>Together we'll make it through somehow</em>"<br><br>That tag held in it what she wanted him to know about his struggle to be the amazing musician she knew him to be, the <em>man</em> she knew him to be and to do it sober.&nbsp; Her hope and strong desire for the two of them to find fulfillment in a life together.&nbsp; Every fiber of being longed to break through all the walls either of them had.&nbsp; She took both Anderson's hands in hers and the light around her seemed to come alive.&nbsp; To pulse with her heart beat and thread through with every color imaginable.&nbsp; The light danced and wove its way around them and through them. <br><br><em>"I need you to know<br>I'm not through the night<br>Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light<br>I need you to know<br>That we'll be okay<br>Together we can make it through another day"</em><br><br>As the last notes hung in the air she smiled up at him.&nbsp; "We can you know.&nbsp; I know to the core of my being that together we can make it through any day, anything." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 01:40:20</strong>
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				Emily began to sing and Anderson stared into the brightness of her eyes. As the air around them began to glisten with the changing radiants of light the poured through her voice, her skin and the core of her being, he was transfixed in the wonder of the moment.&nbsp; The words registered in his mind, but the meaning of her love fixed itself permanently in his soul.<br><br>Anderson had never known love like this...had never felt adored in this way. He had had more fans, and some adored him to one degree or another. But this shared affection they had together beyond their coupling gripped his heart and weakened his resolve to still be the same bad-ass rockstar he'd always been. The public image never really fitting his personal reality, he had found that life to be wearying at its best, but in the arms of his lover, he was finding adoration had a whole new meaning.<br><br>As she sang:<br><em>"You should know you're not on your own<br>These secrets are walls that keep us alone"</em><br><br>Anderson became very aware of his scars, his brokenness and his deep need to continue his life with Emily. And as she affirmed both her fears and her commitment to walk with him into the future during the last word, his eyes stung as he choked back his tears.<br><br>"I'm right here with you, baby," he said, "thank you for loving me." He wrapped his arms around her tightly as he released her hands from his, and held her tightly for several long moments.<br><br>No, Anderson had, truly, never known love like this.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 03:20:10</strong>
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				Emily clung to the love of her life.&nbsp; Love of this depth had never existed for her and now she relished in it, wanted to fling herself to depths of it and drown in it.&nbsp; "No thanks needed.&nbsp; Just keep on loving me back." She whispered and the light around her changed to reflect her love and her desire. <br><br>She watched the reflected light dance in the water and shimmer in the air around them.&nbsp; It amazed and awed her that something so beautiful could come from her, could emanate from her soul. "I love it here, Rockstar."&nbsp; She murmured.&nbsp; "I know it's a bit down the road, but can we make a yearly trip down here?"&nbsp; <br><br>She knew if she could just let go like this all the time, stop being scared and trying to protect herself she could love this man for a lifetime.&nbsp; It thrilled and terrified her to know that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 05:21:34</strong>
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				"We can come as often as you want, baby," he replied and he loosened his embrace and led her deeper into the pool.&nbsp; "Come on, we didn't finish our bath inside, so lets soak out here."<br><br>Finding his steps carefully, Anderson went to a low spot in the pool that brought the water up above his navel before finding an adequate spot for them both to sit close together. Seated in a low slung area of the rock, he led Emily to his side, but brought her onto his lap as she was sitting down.<br><br>Nuzzling her neck and kissing her softly he whisper, "I am so glad to be here with you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 13:45:07</strong>
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				Her smile increased just a bit at his words.&nbsp; "I'm glad you brought me here." She murmured back.&nbsp; Emily relaxed against him letting his presence and the warmth of the water sooth her.&nbsp; Though she was no longer singing faint light still shimmered around them her soul still reaching to his.&nbsp; Emily laid her head against Anderson's shoulder snuggling into him, fitting herself perfectly against him.&nbsp; One of her hands rested on his chest while the other snaked around to his back.<br><br>"You know I've never been held the way you hold me."&nbsp; Despite her whispered the words rang through the cavern.&nbsp; "I was a kid the last time anyone wrapped me in their arms because I was scared and even though Nathaniel would hold me when I cried it was different than this."&nbsp; She picked her head up to look at him, "<em>This</em> feels good on a soul deep level.&nbsp; Thank you." She gave him a soft, earnest smile before tucking her head back against the crook of his neck.<br><br>She wasn't terribly small but the way Anderson had guided her to his lap, the way he held her made her feel petite and feminine.&nbsp; &nbsp;She liked the feeling, delighted in it.&nbsp; She sat quiet for a long time just being, just existing, there in that moment with her love.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 16:35:31</strong>
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				Anderson's eyes closed softly as he soaked in the heat of the pool and Emily's body resting on his. His hands flowed over her skin like the water lapping at their flesh as kissed her shoulder lightly. The words not coming to him to speak in that moment, he hummed the tune that reverberated in his mind...a tune they had shared before.<br><br>As the intro tune faded into the first verse he sung quietly,<br><br><em>I heard there was a secret chord,<br>That David played and it pleased the Lord.<br>But you don't really care for music, do ya?<br>Well it goes like this, the fourth the fifth<br>The minor fall and the major lift.<br>The baffled king composing Hallelujah</em><br><br>His fingers drummed a water-logged rhythm against Emily's hip as he sang, connecting them in the midst of the song in a way that neither of them could share with another musician.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 16:47:20</strong>
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				The music stirred her soul.&nbsp; It was as if he had a direct connection to it and that was no longer true of just their music she discovered.&nbsp; Even just sitting with him in the silence she <em>felt</em> him.&nbsp; Emily hummed a harmony to the first verse but took over the second.<br><br>"<em>Your faith was strong but you needed proof<br>You saw her bathing on the roof<br>Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you</em>"<br><br>She looked directly into his eyes as she sang softly to him.&nbsp; &nbsp;When first she'd sung it to him it never occurred to her the metaphor for his addiction this verse could be.&nbsp; Now she couldn't unsee the parallel though.&nbsp; Not after what she'd seen happen to him a few nights before they left for their impromptu vacation. Her hand, though pruned now from sitting in the water fell against his cheek.&nbsp; The air around her began to shimmer with a deep blue of sadness, tinged at the edges with a yellow light of hope. <br><br>"<em>She tied you<br>To a kitchen chair<br>She broke your throne, and she cut your hair<br>And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah</em>"<br><br>Tears gathered in here eyes but didn't fall.&nbsp; She swore to herself that she would be strong.&nbsp; She would give to Anderson what he needed to write, give him the love he needed to know as a man and support he would need from a partner.&nbsp; Somewhere deep inside she knew this was more than a fling, more than a pairing for musical success.&nbsp; They had something few others in the world ever got to truly experience and she was just as determined to see it succeed as she was their music.&nbsp; &nbsp;His music.&nbsp; She would find a way to inspire him to write new material for Darkness too. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 17:03:56</strong>
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				The truth of the song rang even clearer as Anderson saw the tears in Emily's eyes. He choked back his own as he continued the song,<br><br><em>Baby i've been here before <br>i've seen this room and i've walked this floor<br>i used to live alone before i knew you</em><br><br>He remembered all the trips he'd made to this place before. The times he'd been totally alone, and the times he'd filled his days with people he never really knew or cared for. Images flooded his mind and regret for his past excesses overwhelmed him as he tried, but failed, to continue the song. He kissed Emily softly as he sobbed a bit, then whispered the last in a broken tune.<br><br><em>i've seen your flag on the marble arch <br>but love is not a victory march <br>it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah</em><br><br>She was so right for him in every way. The harsh, rock star image he had been projecting for over a dozen years was such a fragile facade over his true self. This, he was finding, was who he was in reality, a man needing love and connection with a soul that he could share mutual adoration with.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 17:17:14</strong>
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				His sobs broke her and her tears mixed with as they fell down their bodies and into the water.&nbsp; She found she just couldn't continue to the song.&nbsp; She kissed him and sniffed a few more times before she was able to say to him in a broken whisper,<br><br>"Anderson, Rockstar, God I love you so much." She blinked several times.&nbsp; "And I seem to do so much crying it's ridiculous.&nbsp; But I want it to be like this when we record.&nbsp; Raw, open, honest." She smiled a little.&nbsp; "And I have some ideas.&nbsp; Let's record here, what we already have and put our heads and hearts together to see what else we can come up with.&nbsp; And I want to play it for people here.&nbsp; We played it for Edward, Nate and your band mates and saw their reactions, but I want to know what happens when people don't necessarily understand the language."&nbsp; She chewed her bottom lip before continuing, her voice stronger now though edged with nervousness.&nbsp; "And when we get home, I think it'd be great to spend some time not attached at the hip.&nbsp; It's been great and I want it to always be like this, where we can share everything and be there for one another at any moment, but let's face it, I want a healthy relationship too.&nbsp; Spend some time with the guys of Darkness doing whatever it is you all do for fun.&nbsp; If it includes strippers please just shower and get rid of the cheap perfume smell before you go cuddling up to me.&nbsp; I don't care if you ogle, as long as you're not touching them or screwing around on me."&nbsp; She nipped at his lower lip.<br><br>"And I want to sit down with the guys, maybe a week after we get back, I dunno, after you've had some time with them without me around.&nbsp; I want to watch you guys work and see how I can be your muse for them too." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 21:19:03</strong>
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				He covered her neck with his kisses as she spoke. A twinge of anxiety flooded him momentarily when she talked about spending time apart. <em>Am I feeling insecure?</em> he wondered.&nbsp; He nodded slightly and moaned his assent to what she was saying as he tasted the flavor of her skin, nibbling lightly at her collar bone as the resonance of her voice flooded through her body and into his.<br><br>As she finished speaking, Anderson looked into her eyes, breaking off his kisses. "Baby, I understand what your saying. Just, please tell me your still sharing my bed, and you'll be home when I get there at night, that's all I need to know," he said.<br><br>"And me and the guys may go party from time to time, but I am yours and yours only now. I promise you," he said.&nbsp; Thinking a half-step further he added, "Unless you ever get in the mood to do a three-way, then I'm yours and whoever else you choose," he grinned wickedly at the thought of watching another woman licking Emily's pussy and pleasuring her...or pleasuring them both as they fucked.&nbsp; It was a happy day dream, even if it never met fulfillment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 21:36:57</strong>
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				She moaned softly as he nibbled and tasted her skin.&nbsp; Her back arched pressing her closer into him.&nbsp; The movement was so smooth and natural she didn't even think about it.&nbsp; She made a small noise of protest as he stopped but opened her eyes to look directly into his. <br><br>"Of course I'm still sharing your bed, and you don't even have to tie me down to keep me in it." She chuckled a little.&nbsp; "But you can if you want to.&nbsp; Once I relaxed I did rather enjoy that."&nbsp; Her fingers whispered over his back, above and below the water.&nbsp; "At the end of the day I will always be there.&nbsp; &nbsp;I want to always be there and the more time I spend with you the harder it is to imagine my life any other way." <br><br>She thought over the last things he had said.&nbsp; Emily had never found herself sexually attracted to another woman and by the look on Anderson's face she was pretty sure he wasn't talking about bringing another man into the mix.&nbsp; "I promise you Rockstar, my heart and my body are yours and yours alone."&nbsp; She pressed her lips to his in a deeply passionate kiss. <br><br>She let the kiss wind it's way to a natural end before she spoke again, "For as long as you'll have me anyway."&nbsp; She giggled a little.&nbsp; "I think soon though we're going to become stew.&nbsp; What do you say we head back?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 22:57:14</strong>
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				Nodding slightly, he lifted her up in his arms and walked across the pool to the natural steps leading out. Once there, he kissed her softly as he set her down.<br><br>Not wanting to wear dry clothes against wet skin, he opted to walk naked back to the house and took Emily's hand, "Just grab your sarong and carry it. We can go back and dry off before we put them back on again. Besides, I kind of like to see your naked body in the sunlight a little bit," he said with an unnoticeable grin in the half-light.<br><br>He led her out of the cave and onto the beach again, where they could see the sun was a few hours away from setting as it stared them directly in the face.&nbsp; Shielding his eyes, he led her around the outcropping and back to the house, where he turned on the lower heads of the patio shower and washed the sand from both of their feet.<br><br>Grabbing a towel from a nearby cabinet, he blotted the remaining drops of water from her warmed and naked skin before patting himself down. He flung his clothes over his shoulder and led her inside. "What are you in the mood for now, baby?" he asked. "Want to get the guitars out and play a little?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 01:01:31</strong>
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				Emily walked back with him smiling and enjoying the warmth of the sun all over her skin.&nbsp; She grinned like a schoolgirl in love as he dried her skin for her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hmm, what am I in the mood for?" She giggled.&nbsp; "Getting the guitars out sounds good.&nbsp; I completely plan on staying naked.&nbsp; It's just too much fun to go putting clothes on now."&nbsp; Emily walked into the house with him, her feet barely making a noise on the floors.&nbsp; She collected his guitar and suggested they sit in the living room where they could be comfortable.&nbsp; She looked perfectly at home with her guitar in her hands and not a stitch of clothing on.&nbsp; <br><br>"Wanna just jam and see where it gets us?" She cocked her head to the side and her hair fell over her arm.&nbsp; "I don't have much in mind but I do wonder what will happen when we just try and play together." She grinned a silly grin at him that turned seductive. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 04:21:50</strong>
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				Anderson struck a C#minor chord and rolled it down to a C, then a B and said, "I'd love that..."<br><br>He hit a low A chord and started a blues riff that moved to an E, then a B and then to an F#minor and back to the A. He started to hum the riff as he played.<br><br>"You know blues is the root of rock-n-roll, right?" he said, "So when I jam, I start with blues first."<br><br><em>Hmmmmmm....<br>Oh, you know I ain't got time,<br>I ain't got time to waste no more...<br>If you done with me...<br>just show me to the door.</em><br><br>"You take it," he told Emily as he continued to lay down the riff on the guitar.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 13:46:37</strong>
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				Emily followed the chords like a pro her fingers easily making the progressions without much thought.&nbsp; "Yes I know blues is the root of rock-n-roll."&nbsp; She giggled.&nbsp; "Do I look like an amateur to you?" Her tone was light and teasing as her head bobbed. <br><br>Emily played through another progression of the chords as he told her take it.&nbsp; Words didn't come to her.&nbsp; This was the way it was for her and it frustrated her terribly.&nbsp; She could come up with any tune and do amazing things with her guitar, but only once had she been able to put forth lyrics.&nbsp; Anderson had been there for that event and he must have had the same song in his heart because he took off with it.&nbsp; He took her one verse and made it a song. <br><br>"I don't have words Rockstar." She blushed.&nbsp; "Never been any good with lyrics." Her hands never stopped moving over the neck of the guitar or strumming the strings. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 05:08:45</strong>
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				As he kept laying down the riff Anderson chuckled at Em's comment. "It's cool baby...just say anything...hell, it doesn't even have to rhyme so long as it fits into the measures."<br><br><em>She left me down and out<br>Now I ain't got a dime<br>My guts all twisted up on the inside<br>My life's a wreck and I can't rhyme<br>I'm goin down for a final ride...</em><br><br>The riff kept rolling until he threw in a bit of a twist on a G#minor to C#m to D over Emily's continued playing before he just stopped.<br><br>"Ok - let's move on with our naked little selves...maybe you remember this one..."<br><br><em>Find Me Here<br>Speak To Me<br>I want to feel you<br>I need to hear you<br>You are the light<br>That's leading me<br>To the place where I find peace again.</em><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 05:16:13</strong>
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				Emily grinned as she recognized the song by Lifehouse.&nbsp; It was one she'd listened to often in the past.&nbsp; She gave him a grin and played a counter melody to his lead.&nbsp; She was so captivated by him that she didn't even bother looking at her hands.&nbsp; She really had no need to look at her hands, her guitar was an extension of herself and she knew it as well as she knew her own body. <br><br>Her smile spread as she picked up the song. <br>"<em>You are the strength, that keeps me walking.<br>You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.<br>You are the light to my soul.<br>You are my purpose...you're everything.<br><br>How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?<br>Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 05:29:07</strong>
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				Feeling the groove of the tune they were laying out and the power of the chorus, the words took on new meaning to Anderson from what they'd had before.<br><br><em>You calm the storms, and you give me rest.<br>You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.<br>You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.<br>Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?</em><br><br>Her voice laid out the harmony to his melody and with a nod they switched parts in the second chorus.<br><br><em>How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?<br>Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?<br>And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?<br>Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?</em><br><br>The room started to glow as Anderson looked into Emily's eyes and smiled when they went into the next bridge. The hue shifting with the flowing mood of the tune they sang together.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 05:42:22</strong>
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				"<em>Cause you're all I want, You're all I need<br>You're everything,everything<br>You're all I want your all I need<br>You're everything, everything.<br>You're all I want you're all I need.<br>You're everything, everything<br>You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.</em>"<br><br>The truth of her words hung in the air about them with a life their own as they fell from her lips.&nbsp; A life given to them by the light that now danced around the pair of lovers.&nbsp; She leaned forwards towards Anderson as she sang, as if willing him to feel the depth of her love, the purity of her desire.&nbsp; She wanted him to know the way her heart pounded, butterflies danced in her stomach and skin tingled in anticipation of his touch.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"<em>And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?<br>Would you tell me how could it be any better than this? <br>How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?<br>Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?</em>"<br><br><em>Can it really be this way for others?</em> She wondered.&nbsp; Could they capture these feelings in a recording?&nbsp; Would it only work live?&nbsp; Would everyone be effected by it?&nbsp; So many questions danced through her mind as she watched Anderson, wondering if he felt the same things she did.&nbsp; Wondering how he experienced the exchange. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 06:34:02</strong>
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				They kept up their impromptu jamming for another hour before they both started feeling a big famished.&nbsp; Having worked off their lunch almost as soon as they'd eaten it, Anderson figured it was time for a decent meal.&nbsp; "How about if I fire up the grill and we have some steak tonight?" he asked.&nbsp; "I think I had some strip steaks and rib eyes stocked up for us, and there should be some corn and potatoes and stuff in the pantry too."<br><br>He got up and set his guitar on the couch as he reached for her hand. "And the good part is, I have two aprons, so we can do this <em>sans ropas</em> and not get too messy," he said with a grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 13:18:46</strong>
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				"Oooo steak sounds good." She grinned.&nbsp; Emil set her guitar aside and stood.&nbsp; As she did she stepped closer to Anderson and put her arms around him.&nbsp; "I'd be more worried about important bits" Her fingers grazed over his cock "Getting burned.&nbsp; I have plans to use those bits later." She gave him a wicked grin.&nbsp; Emily rose on her toes sliding against him to give Anderson a thorough kiss.<br><br>She ended the kiss abruptly, side stepped him and headed for the kitchen. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 19:58:25</strong>
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				Her abrupt end to the kiss earned her a chase to the kitchen as Anderson took off, playfully swatting at the bouncing curves of her ass. He caught her just as they stepped into the kitchen and he wrapped his arms around her waist.<br><br>Kissing the back of her neck quickly, he asked, "Would you like to be in charge of the potatoes and corn, while I grill the steaks, baby?" he asked her. <br><br>The simple domesticity of their life suddenly hit him. This was so fucking normal. He'd never known normal before and this was what was so settling for him. <em>Heh,</em> he chuckled inwardly, <em>I guess that's why they call it "settling down."</em>&nbsp; He couldn't help his hands grabbing hold of her bottom just then, it felt totally normal and right and perfect to be here with her and doing family things with this woman he loved so deeply.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 20:10:10</strong>
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				Emily giggled and laughed her way to the kitchen and giggled again when Anderson caught her.&nbsp; She melted back against him happily with a small and very satisfied sigh.&nbsp; Her arms fell of his around her waist and she gasped softly when he kissed her neck in just the right spot to send a shiver racing down her spine and goosebumps scattering over her body. <br><br>"I'm pretty sure I can do that." She turned her head just enough to look up at him, "Mashed?&nbsp; Baked? Pan roasted?" She asked him.&nbsp; <br><br>In that moment it struck how natural and normal this felt.&nbsp; And it wasn't just being in his arms.&nbsp; Talking about what to have for dinner, how to divide up the work of cooking that dinner.&nbsp; No matter how much she'd fought with her adoptive mother, her marriage to her adoptive father had been a wonderful example of what marriage could and should be.&nbsp; They loved one another endlessly.&nbsp; They supported one another and truly were help mates, lovers, friends and partners.&nbsp; She found herself wishing, for the first time, to have that for herself. <br><br>Emily tipped her chin up to press a kiss against his jaw line.&nbsp; "I love you." She whispered softly. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 21:34:06</strong>
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				Dipping his face as her lips drew near, he captured her lips in his own in a loving kiss that spoke more of his comfort and passion for her than his words ever could. "I love you too," he whispered as their kiss broke. "And I am a fan of any potatoes I don't have to peel or cook, so I am leaving that totally up to you," he added playfully.<br><br>Releasing her from his embrace, he sauntered to the pantry and got out a few seasonings and a bottle of Jack Daniels whiskey. He went back and grabbed a pressurized marinating container and vacuum pump for the steaks. Everything set up, he retrieved the cuts from the fridge and unwrapped them. Pouring a good amount of whiskey in the pressurized marinating contraption, he added some fresh ground black pepper and a bit of seasoning salt before locking down the lid and pumping the air out of the container, which had the effect of sucking the whiskey/spice mix into the meat thoroughly. When he was done, barely a trickle of fluid was left, and their steaks were ready for the grill.<br><br>He pressed the release button and popped the lid off, carrying the steaks and a large grilling fork in one hand, he grabbed a beer from the fridge and kissed Emily on his way out to the back porch.<br><br>There, he fired up the grill and tossed the steaks on, realizing he'd forgotten his apron and he was standing totally naked, he laughed. He laughed a deep, throaty laugh of immense pleasure. This wasn't just domesticated, this was sexy domesticated.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 22:38:47</strong>
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				Emily moved about the kitchen easily finding pots for both the corn and the potatoes as well as a skillet.&nbsp; After setting the water on the stove top to heat she began preparing the potatoes and corn.&nbsp; She made quick work of scrubbing and peeling potatoes.&nbsp; Anytime she had occasion to walk past the door she would and she'd watched Anderson for a moment.&nbsp; The aprons caught her eye hanging on the inside of the pantry door.&nbsp; She put one on, tying it loosely behind her back.&nbsp; The other she carried out to the porch.<br><br>"Hey there, Sexy." She drawled in a seductive tone.&nbsp; "Thought this might come in handy protecting the twig and berries." She winked at him, "Can't have you burning yourself." She kissed his cheek sweetly and went back to the kitchen. <br><br>She chopped the potatoes into smaller bite sized pieces and tossed them in until they reached a soft boil.&nbsp; While they were being cooked she got the corn cobs clean and into water to boil.&nbsp; After the soft boil the potatoes went into the skillet with some oil, Worcestershire sauce and onions.&nbsp; Emily hummed and danced about the kitchen as she cooked.&nbsp; She was totally open and unguarded. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 09:54:50</strong>
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				Anderson received the apron and tied it round his waist as he kept watch over the steaks. He kept turning and peaking through the open door into the kitchen where he could see Emily's naked body, covered only by the simple apron as she danced to her own inner rhythm around the kitchen, making the rest of their dinner for them. The curves of her bottom as they rose from her thighs, shaping nicely like a ripe apple, moving to her slender waist that was gently bound with the tie of her apron at the moment all made such a sensuous scene for Anderson that he almost let the steaks burn on one side before he remembered to flip them.<br><br>Finishing his first task at the grill, he turned back to observe her again. Seeing the side of her breast peaking out of the side of the apron and remembering all the places his tongue and lips had been on that breast. He looked down and saw that he had made a solid pup tent out of his apron and laughed. Well, she was certainly worthy of it.<br><br>He returned to the steaks and flipped them again to check how close they were and decided they were rather near to being done.&nbsp; Flipping them back to the second side, he took the marinade dish back inside and put it in the sink to wash later and grabbed a plate from the cabinet. Turning he showed off his pup tent to Emily and said, "Your so damn sexy in that apron, look what you gave me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 14:45:16</strong>
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				Emily looked at the tent then up at Anderson with a smug grin.&nbsp; "Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you."&nbsp; Her eyes glittered with promise.&nbsp; "And you're not the only, Rockstar.&nbsp; You're so sexy out there grilling and being all manly." She was growing wet for him.&nbsp; She was beginning to think it was impossible to keep up their pace, but she was very willing to try.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Don't burn dinner."&nbsp; She pinched his bum sending him on his way back out to the steaks.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned back to the potatoes giving them a stir.&nbsp; The kitchen smelled wonderfully of caramelized onions and fried potatoes.&nbsp; She searched cabinets until she found bowls for the potatoes and corn.&nbsp; The table was quickly set next and the food put into the serving bowls.&nbsp; The domesticness of the situation struck a chord with in her.&nbsp; She had no idea she'd been missing it, longing for it, until she was smack in the middle of it.&nbsp; She looked out the porch wondering if they were just playing at domestic bliss or if it was something they could have. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 22:52:45</strong>
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				Anderson hurried out and quickly got the steaks off the grill and onto the plate he'd brought for them. They were perfectly done for them both, and so he turned off the grill and took them inside.&nbsp; <br><br>He went to the kitchen and placed the steaks on the table, and smelled the wonderful aroma of what Em had been preparing. "Yum!" he exclaimed.&nbsp; "I'm not sure what I want to eat more, right now...this fine meal or you." He squeezed her pert bottom then smacked it playfully as he spun into his seat at the table.<br><br>"I guess food first works," he said with a wink.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 03:48:29</strong>
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				"Must have nutrients before more play."&nbsp; She kissed his cheek before sitting in her own chair.&nbsp; "God the steaks smell good Baby."&nbsp; She put food on her plate and passed the bowl of potatoes to Anderson and then she looked back at the table.&nbsp; "Ketchup.&nbsp; Must have ketchup for the taters." She laughed as she hopped up from the table.&nbsp; While she was up her apron joined Anderson's.&nbsp; When she came back to the table she put the ketchup on her taters. <br><br>She ran her foot along Anderson's calf under the table.&nbsp; "Thank you again, for all of this.&nbsp; I'm having an amazing time." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 04:09:24</strong>
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				"Thank you," Anderson replied to Emily's compliment, "And the POtaters smell delicious too."<br><br>For his part, Anderson didn't wait for the ketchup to take a bite of the potatoes. They were delicious in their oil and onion juices. He added a touch of salt and then began cutting into his steak. The medium rare strip steak was enough to make his mouth water just looking at it, but tasting it he felt...at home.<br><br>He leaned over and kissed Emily as he was still chewing when she said," Thank you again, for all of this. I'm having an amazing time."&nbsp; Parting from her lips he said, "That's because you are an amazing woman who has changed my life in more ways than I could have fathomed changing."<br><br>And Anderson knew this was true, just as he knew the first time he'd told her he loved her, and just as he'd known within a few short hours of meeting that he was willing to open up his life to her and let her live with him. From his balls to his bones, he knew she was the only one for him and that there would never be another who could make him feel this way again. <br><br>This wasn't a momentary or fleeting thought for Anderson. This was something he'd been ruminating on in the back of his mind the entire time they'd been together, but it had built steadily until their misunderstanding earlier that day. And the way she forgave him and welcomed him back into her life, even though he'd only been partially absent for mere minutes, sealed his fate.<br><br>Anderson put his fork down.&nbsp; He swallowed the bit of food in his mouth and took Emily's hand. "Em, honey. I...I think we need to talk for a minute," he said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 04:24:45</strong>
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				"<em>Taters</em> are amazing food." She chuckled at his teasing.&nbsp; She dug into the steak savoring the flavor of it.&nbsp; She watched him wondering what it was he was thinking about, if it could be the same thing she had been as they were cooking.&nbsp; When he took her hand and spoke so seriously her heart stopped for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>"What's on your mind, love?"&nbsp; She cocked her head to the side, letting her hair fall over her arm.&nbsp; Her eyes searched his trying to discern what he wanted to talk about.&nbsp; Concern etched her face.&nbsp; She put her fork down and her foot stilled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 04:42:21</strong>
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				Anderson took a sip of water and swallowed before turning back to Emily and saying, "Baby...I don't really know how to say what I'm thinking. It's just that all these past few weeks, I keep coming back around to not being able to picture my life without you in it. When I think of what I want to do with anything in my life I keep asking where you fit into that picture.&nbsp; I've never really thought to much about having a family, since my only family was Aunt Gracie, who wasn't really my Aunt, I guess the whole idea of finding someone I could share my whole life with really never played a part in my thinking."<br><br>He took a big breath and exhaled, "I guess what I'm trying to say, Em, is I..." he shook the cobwebs from his head. He felt lightheaded suddenly, unsure if he was making a colossal mistake or the best move of his life. <em>Just trust her,</em> his inner voice coached him, and forged ahead.&nbsp; Slipping from his chair, Anderson got down on one knee and said, "Emily Sawyer, would you give me the honor of being my bride? To not have to ask questions about whether we'll be together and whether we fit, but to accept that we do and this just makes sense?"<br><br>His pulse quickened slightly. His anxiety peaked and he felt his naked skin begin to sweat as he waited to hear what she would say...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 14:00:11</strong>
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				Emily's mind raced with about million things he could want to say.&nbsp; She had to stare at his voice and make herself concentrate oh him, listen to him and hear what he was saying.&nbsp; <em>Family.&nbsp; Can I really have that?</em> She thought for only a moment.&nbsp; When Anderson hit his knee her heart jumped up into her throat.&nbsp; Emily's heart began to pound.<br><br>She didn't have to listen to her head's fears or heart's desires on this one.&nbsp; Her very soul cried out for her to answer yes.&nbsp; She opened her mouth to say yes and it was so dry nothing came out.&nbsp; Her head bobbed in a yes while she swallowed.&nbsp; After the second time she was able to speak.&nbsp; "Yes, Rockstar.&nbsp; I can't imagine anything more right than you for me."&nbsp; She leaned forward to kiss him and as their lips met she felt as if her entire body flew apart.&nbsp; All thoughts of dinner vanished as she slid from the floor to kneel in front of Anderson wrapping her arms around him as she kissed him.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 18:43:50</strong>
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				He met her kiss with more joy than he'd ever known. Her assent to marry him overwhelmed him, even as she joined him on the floor.&nbsp; The hugged and kissed...not in a way to lead to their usual endeavors, but in a seal of their verbal agreement they had just made, but with more passion than agreements are usually met with. After a long moment, Anderson broke their kiss and said, "I love you, Em." <br><br>He lifted her to her feet and back to her seat as he took his own, saying, "As much as I'd like to continue where this should lead, left over steak in Guatemala is never a good idea, so I suggest we finish our meal and then celebrate." He winked over his bit of humor as he cut a new piece of the steak and popped it into his mouth.<br><br>"I was thinking...maybe we don't wait to go home and tell our friends. I'm sure the beach would be a great place for a wedding, what do you think?" he asked her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 19:08:38</strong>
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				Emily sat in her chair stunned for a moment.&nbsp; Had it really happened?&nbsp; Was she just dreaming?&nbsp; She looked over at Anderson and his grin.&nbsp; It was all the answer she needed.&nbsp; His question sank in and she gaped at him. <br><br>"You really go all in don't you?" She shook her head trying to get her brain working again.&nbsp; "I uh, I mean I don't see a reason to wait.&nbsp; I never really thought of what I'd want a wedding to be like.&nbsp; I've never even been to one." She chuckled a little.&nbsp; "Don't we need witnesses or something though?&nbsp; I know Nathaniel would want to be present and I bet Edward would too."&nbsp; She thought a moment.&nbsp; "Do you think we could fly them down?&nbsp; Maybe the guys in the band too.&nbsp; Oh and I need a dress!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 19:27:45</strong>
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				He nodded to her questions. "We could, or we could just do a little party back home after we return and make the wedding private. Which ever you'd prefer. The plane ride is no problem, its just a matter of waiting on everyone and finding a place for everyone to stay when they're here," he said.<br><br>He kept eating as they discussed their plans and options. "Do you really want to do the whole dress thing? Or do you want to wear one of your sarongs an I could go in a pair of swim trunks?" he asked with a half-smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 19:37:19</strong>
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				"Nathaniel is the closest I have to family any more and getting married without him there to witness it just doesn't feel right." She said softly.&nbsp; "And I don't want to get a fancy dress, but I do want to pick out something special you haven't see yet.&nbsp; There are bound to be dress shops around here somewhere where I can get something simple.&nbsp; &nbsp;And as far as what you wear, baby you can wear whatever you want as long at the end of the day we're married.&nbsp; Don't we need a marriage license or something for it to be legal when we get home?" <br><br>She'd heard somewhere before something about marriage licenses.&nbsp; She hoped they'd be able to get one.&nbsp; She wanted their marriage to be legal and valid in the US.&nbsp; More than that, she wanted to do this right, for Anderson.&nbsp; She took a couple bites of food trying to get her mind working in a more focused manner. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 20:38:44</strong>
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				Anderson nodded at all of her comments and questions. "Ok, then I'll call Edward and have him make the arrangements on the flight. You can call Nathaniel and maybe he can divert his plane south before heading back to London to take care of his business there," he said. <br><br>"I'll also have Edward call my attorney and have him figure out the marriage license thing. I'm sure we have to have something that makes us legal, but he'll know what to do. He's the one that arranged everything with the government here to have the military patrol the waters anytime I'm around so I can maintain privacy."<br><br>The last few bites of steak were consumed quickly, and the potatoes and corn followed as Anderson's excitement grew. He waited for Emily to finish as he sat back in his chair and watched her smiling face enjoy their meal.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 01:58:57</strong>
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				Emily had forgotten Nathaniel was flying back to London.&nbsp; She didn't want to make Anderson wait any longer than they had to.&nbsp; Even if they started making calls now she knew there weren't many business hours left in the day back home.&nbsp; Would Anderson's lawyer be able to get everything he needed on her in a timely manner for a marriage license?&nbsp; Where was her birth certificate?&nbsp; What would it take to get her few things changed over to her married name?&nbsp; <em>Mrs. Emily Louter.&nbsp; Mrs. Emily Sawyer-Louter.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; Mrs. Emily Louter.</em>&nbsp; She was doing it again.&nbsp; She was over thinking.&nbsp; Emily finished her meal, pushed her plate away and looked up at Anderson.&nbsp; <br><br>She could see the excitement in his eyes.&nbsp; She bit her upper lip between her teeth for just a moment before she said, "Forget it all Anderson.&nbsp; Marry me on the beach tomorrow.&nbsp; We'll do whatever we have to once we get home to make it legal.&nbsp; I don't want to over think this.&nbsp; You and me, I know it's right.&nbsp; Let's just do it.&nbsp; I'm sure I have something packed that will make a fine wedding outfit." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 02:34:55</strong>
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				Anderson smiled as he rose from the table. He took Emily's hand and helped her to her feet. "We can go shopping in the morning. They have weddings in Guatemala too. But if you want it done tomorrow, while you shop, I can find a local magister and bribe him to make it legal for us back in the States and we won't need to hassle with paperwork until we're back home," he said.<br><br>He wrapped one arm around her shoulder and walked with her through the kitchen to the living room area.&nbsp; The meal sat well in his stomach, and he was feeling a bit too tired at the moment for any bedroom activity. He looked at her and said, "Why don't we go take a walk on the beach and let our dinner settle before we go to bed, sweetheart, and we can continue planning this all out if you want."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 02:53:00</strong>
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				Emily laced her fingers with Anderson's and rested her head against his side as they walked.&nbsp; "No need to bribe anyone.&nbsp; If there isn't a US embassy close then we can just be married on the beach tomorrow and worry about the legal details when we get home."&nbsp; She paused looking up at him and noticing the sun would soon be making it's decent towards ocean.&nbsp; "If you want, we can even make our vows to one another here and now." Her heart skipped a beat as it made a leap for her throat while her stomach fluttered.&nbsp; "I have to confess, I've wondered more than once today what forever with you would look like.&nbsp; If we could have the kind of domestic bliss we got a peak at cooking dinner.&nbsp; Back home I mean, when reality sets back in and we both go back to work."&nbsp; She grinned and rose on her toes to kiss his cheek. <br><br>"I mean, it's going to either be a PR nightmare or the best thing that could happen for both our careers.&nbsp; We've not come out the press yet and we're going to go back home married." A huge goofy grin overtook her mouth with the last word. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 02:57:57</strong>
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				Anderson laughed a bit and put his finger on Emily's mouth. "Don't talk about the press again, please. They're a nightmare no matter what we do. We're fortunate to have not been seen and had pictures taken of us enough already, and I don't give a damn what they say back home," he said.<br><br>They walked onto the beach and took a stroll. As the water licked at their feet, he stopped and turned her toward him, taking his hand in his own. "Emily, no matter what the future may hold, I promise to be there for you. You have my heart and my soul and everything that is mine. I'll be there for you, that is my vow."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 03:11:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily had to blink a few times as tears of purest joy threatened to fall down her cheeks.&nbsp; She swallowed back the lump in her throat and smiled up at him.&nbsp; Her voice was very soft as she began, "And-" Her voice broke and she cleared her throat.&nbsp; This time when she spoke her voice was soft, but very clear.&nbsp; "Anderson, I don't know what tomorrow holds, let alone the coming years but I promise to meet it head on with you.&nbsp; I promise to support and love you with all that I am.&nbsp; My heart, my soul, all that is mine is yours.&nbsp; I promise to be there for you for all time.&nbsp; Those are my vows." <br><br>Emily's heart pounded and she bit her lower lip waiting for his reaction. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 11:38:18</strong>
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				Emily did not have to wait long before Anderson inclined his head toward her and sealed their words with a kiss. "I guess we can make that official tomorrow, but that's what I'm going to say then too," he said. <br><br>Keeping her hand entwined with his, they continued to walk and whisper to one another. Naked and free on their private beach, Anderson was in heaven in that hour as their love was sealed and made richer by their commitment to one another. At some point he let go of her hand so that he could wrap his arm around her waist, grazing his fingers over the top swell of her bottom as he did. Looking toward her, he was taken with her youthful beauty and subtle charm as he held her close.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 14:34:36</strong>
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				Emily stole glances up at Anderson, her husband, as they walked.&nbsp; It was all happening so fast and felt right the way nothing else in her life had.&nbsp; Some part of her wished to just stay here.&nbsp; Then she realized however that she could be like this with him at home.&nbsp; He'd been nothing but open and honest with her and she with him.&nbsp; Inside his home, their home, she could have this kind of freedom with him; to wander around naked saying whatever came into her heart and head.&nbsp; <br><br>She paused and pulled his other arm around her to watch the sun finish it's sinking beyond the horizon.&nbsp; Emily rested her head back against his chest.&nbsp; "I've decided my name will be Mrs. Emily Rae Louter.&nbsp; And I want to record as Emily Louter." She said with quiet confidence.&nbsp; "I keep waiting for life to get crazy and you just keep surprising me, Rockstar.&nbsp; I never much liked surprises before you."&nbsp; She craned her neck to look up at him with a smile.&nbsp; She still had that big goofy grin on her face and a light dancing in her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>As the last rays of sun sank into the ocean she sighed a content breath and started to walk back to the house with Anderson.&nbsp; She remained tucked up under his arm as they walked.&nbsp; She looked out at the water and an idea struck her.&nbsp; "Moonlight swim?" She asked him with a mischievous gleam.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 15:00:49</strong>
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				Anderson couldn't help but smile at her ideas. "I like that...but don't know if the name will get you any favors," he said with a wink. He was certain she wouldn't need any favors, using his name or not, she had her own talent that would be uncontainable by him or anyone else, and he was sure she'd be greater than him one day.<br><br>As they watched the sun set, Anderson thought for the first time about what it would be like to be a kept man. <em>Oh, to not have to go out and earn a living</em>, he though with an internal laugh. He'd already made enough to live on for three lifetimes and could retire at any point and be fine. He just loved music too much to walk away from it. Hell, this was the first real vacation he'd taken in ages...so maybe he'd opt for the 'slow down option,' if he had a choice.<br><br>When she asked if he'd like to join her for a moonlight swim he didn't speak, he just turned and picked her up, carrying her over his shoulder out into the water, until he was waist deep. Playfully, he spanked her bottom and set her in the water, capturing her face in his hands. "I love you, wife of mine," he said before he kissed her deeply. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 15:30:59</strong>
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				"Not looking for any favors." She chuckled.&nbsp; "I'm a little old fashioned and I think a woman should take her husband's name."&nbsp; She beamed up at him and turned back to watch the sun set.&nbsp; She wondered what he was thinking while she stood there picturing them returning from a tour, having a great dinner and collapsing into bed together. <br><br>She gave a little "eep" when he picked her up over his shoulder.&nbsp; She had just enough time to gasp in a breath before his mouth slanted across her and she kissed him back.&nbsp; The warm water lapped at her skin as she rose on her toes to press closer to him.&nbsp; Emily threaded her fingers through his hair.&nbsp; As their lips parted to allow them to breathe Emily rested her forehead against Anderson's and whispered, "I love you too, husband mine." A little giggle followed, but was quickly smothered by another kiss.&nbsp; &nbsp;The longer they kissed, the more passionate it became until Emily's heart was pounding and she was panting.&nbsp; Her nipples now stood out as tight little nubs and every pant caused them to scrape against Anderson's chest and further excite her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 22:40:07</strong>
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				The water of the Pacific was rushing around Anderson's waist, reaching up to Emily's navel as his arms encircled her and he reached to squeeze her ass that he'd grown so fond of.&nbsp; Widening his stance a bit, he pulled on Emily's leg to encourage her to wrap herself around his hips. He could feel her growing arousal as she pressed against him, and he'd been in a constant state since before dinner.<br><br>He led her a bit deeper into the surf, letting the foaming waters wash over them as their natural buoyancy kept them steadied. His hands gripped her bottom and spread her cheeks apart as he pulled her closer to himself, letting her feel his need for her. "I love you so much, Emily Louter," he said as he pressed his hips forward slightly, pressing the tip of his cock against her opening. "I'm so happy you said yes to me, and that we didn't wait for a magistrate or friends to come. If you want, we'll go into town and look for rings tomorrow."<br><br>And with that, he entered her slowly, gliding in just a bit, their sex covered by the waters of the "Peaceful Ocean" as peace flooded his soul.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 00:49:34</strong>
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				Emily was more than happy to wrap herself around Anderson.&nbsp; Her legs went around his waist and her arms went around his shoulders.&nbsp; She toyed with the ends of his hair as she smiled at him trying to wriggle so he could press into her.&nbsp; She didn't want to wait any longer for him. She moaned his name before she could say anything else. <br><br>"I love you too, Anderson Louter, so very much." She pressed a kiss to his jawline on the left side. She squeezed her legs tighter around him, sliding her body over his shaft so she was impaled fully to his hilt.&nbsp; "I'd love to go look for rings tomorrow.&nbsp; But first I want to hear you say my name again." A giddy giggle escaped her.&nbsp; It thrilled her to hear him caller her "Emily Louter".&nbsp; &nbsp;And she wanted to hear it over and over.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 01:15:38</strong>
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				As Emily slid over his shaft and he was buried inside of her Anderson said her new name again, "Emily Louter, my wife and my love." His hips thrust steadily, moving through her soft folds smoothly as the ocean kept them steady. Her thrusts meeting his and bringing them together in a dance of passion as he repeated himself again, "Emily Louter, the woman I love with all my heart."<br><br>He let a single arm support her back as he reached one hand up and kneaded her breast, catching her nipple between his fingers and pinching softly against the taut skin as he bucked his hips smoothly against hers.<br><br>"I love my beautiful wife," he continued, "My precious, lovely wife." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 01:24:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily thought her heart would burst from the joy welling up from it.&nbsp; This time when the light began to dance about them there was no subtly to it.&nbsp; Brilliant white light danced around them, the reflection of it sparkling in the water.&nbsp; She couldn't put words the symphony their bodies created.&nbsp; Each phrase that Anderson uttered was punctuated with a kiss from Emily and an echo of "Anderson Louter, my love, my husband." <br><br>"My very own Rockstar Lover, Anderson Louter."&nbsp; <br><br>Or a similar phrase.&nbsp; She fell into rhythm with him, the song in her soul seeming to build as their love making did.&nbsp; Even the sounds of the ocean and the birds in the air around them seemed to be part of latest creation of their souls. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 15:26:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson never ceased to be amazed by the way the lights began and the chorus that echoed about them as they joined their bodies together. It was as if every move of his hips was a part of the drum beat of the rhythm, their bodies the ongoing orchestration of guitar, keys and bass, with a bit of cello and violin thrown in for a rock-opera feel. Unbidden to his mind, words began to fall off of his lips, as they had so many times before...<br><br><em>Tomorrow mornin' if you wake up<br>And the sun does not appear<br>I...I will be here<br><br>If in the dark we lose sight of love<br>Hold my hand and have no fear<br>'Cause I...I will be here<br><br>I will be here...<br>When you feel like bein' quiet<br>When you need to speak your mind<br>I will listen<br>And I will be here<br>When the laughter turns to cryin'<br>Through the winnin' and losin' and tryin'<br>We'll be together<br>'Cause I will be here</em><br><br>As their bodies melted into the rhythm of their movements, and their hips worked in harmony toward their mutual satisfaction, the song continued with Emily's harmonization.<br><br><em>Tomorrow mornin' if you wake up<br>And the future is unclear<br>I...I'll be here<br><br>Just as sure as seasons are made for change<br>Our lifetimes are made for years<br>I...I will be here<br><br>I will be here....<br>You can cry on my shoulder<br>When the mirror tells us we're older<br>I will hold you<br><br>And I will be here<br>To watch you grow in beauty<br>And tell you all the things you are to me<br>I will be here<br><br>I will be true<br>To the promise I have made<br>To you and to the<br>One who gave you to me<br><br>I...I will be here<br><br>And just as sure as seasons are made for change<br>Our lifetimes are made for years<br>'Cause I...<br>I will be here....<br>We'll be together<br><br>'Cause I will be here<br></em><br><em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Words by Steven Curtis Chapman, <span class="bbc_u">I'll Be There</span></span></em><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 02:48:56</strong>
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				As the song ended Emily could feel her climax just moments away.&nbsp; She clenched around Anderson, felt his cock twitch and coat and womb as she cried out at the peak of her pleasure.&nbsp; They continued to move in perfect unison until they were both fully sated.&nbsp; Not quite willing to part from him yet, Emily stayed in Anderson's arms, her head resting against his shoulder as they murmured their affection to one another.&nbsp; <br><br>Eventually Emily unwrapped her legs from Anderson as he set her down.&nbsp; She walked him back up the beach, hands clasped, to the house.&nbsp; Her heart was soaring and the light still danced around them as they walked and talked in soft lovers tones.&nbsp; As far as she was concerned, life was perfect.&nbsp; She had her man, she had not only been able to confess her love for him, but vow to him to love him forever.&nbsp; She knew it was a major step for each of them and it made her feel good in a way she never knew she could.&nbsp; Emily felt like she could do anything, accomplish anything.&nbsp; Instead of rinsing in the outdoor shower, this time she led Anderson to the bathroom. <br><br>"We should probably wash the saltwater off." She murmured turning the shower on.&nbsp; "My husband, it feels so much like a dream.&nbsp; I know it's not though.&nbsp; I know it in my soul and it's amazing.&nbsp; I feel...content." She giggled.&nbsp; "I've felt so much contentment and joy since meeting you that I'm not sure I'll ever feel sad again.&nbsp; It's so wonderful.&nbsp; I Love you, husband." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 08:42:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson didn't grow tired of hearing her call him 'husband,' in fact, it began to feel very inviting and warm to him. It was as if the very word itself took them to a whole different place in their relationship. As the water flowed over their bodies, he grabbed a clothe and began to wash his wife's back and then her breasts, soaping her up before the water rinsed away the sand and salt of the ocean.<br><br>"And I have not felt this...focused and like my life had a purpose until I met you, my lovely wife," he replied to her. "You have given me more than I could have ever thought was possible, baby, and I love you for that."<br><br>He knelt down and washed her legs with the clothe before standing up and handing it to her. "Want to return the favor?" he asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 16:16:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily sighed softly as Anderson worked at cleaning her skin.&nbsp; His hands were gentle against her skin, the cloth soothing as the salt and sand washed away.&nbsp; The warm water was nothing compared to the heat radiating from her skin from the sun they'd played in all day.&nbsp; And it all paled in comparison to the warmth in her heart.&nbsp; She felt so truly and deeply loved.&nbsp; It was a peaceful feeling now filling her, no longer the excited rush she'd experienced at first.&nbsp; <br><br>"Of course I want to return the favor." She grinned.&nbsp; "Any reason to have my hands all over you, hotness." She took the cloth and soaped it up again.&nbsp; Emily gently began with Anderson's neck and shoulders working her way down his body.&nbsp; Her free hand trailed the cloth as she cleansed and caressed his skin.&nbsp; She paused from time to time to watch the suds slide over his body, washed away by the water. <br><br>"I don't think my soul will ever stop singing now and I love it." She giggled as she finished washing Anderson and stood to press a kiss to his lips.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 18:50:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kissing her softly as their shower ended, Anderson took a towel from a nearby rack and dried Emily's body before he gave her one to use on him. Picking her up in his arms, he carried her to the bedroom saying, "Its not quite carrying you over the threshold, but this will do I think," as he laid her gently on the bed.<br><br>Kissing her softly, he snuggled in close to her, whispering words of affection and love as they drifted into a happy sleep. Anderson held Emily the entire night, not wanting to let go of his wife and longing only to be close to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 19:33:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily fell asleep easily in Anderson's arms.&nbsp; Snuggled against his chest, she began to dream. <br><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 11pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>The sun shone brightly reflecting off the water of the pool.&nbsp; She sat on the steps of the shallow end holding an infant in her arms.&nbsp; Emily cooed down at the baby boy and murmured how much she loved the little tyke.&nbsp; For a time she sat alone with him in the pool.&nbsp; The silence and reverie was broken by the sound of children's laughter, followed closely by her husbands.&nbsp; Emily looked up in enough time to see three more children, no question of their parentage, leap into the pool around her. <br><br>"Look Mommy!" The oldest child, a girl, called swimming out towards the deep end. <br><br>Immediately Emily's heart clinched but she stayed put letting the child swim.&nbsp; Anderson was there walking along the edge of the pool and smiling.&nbsp; Every bit the proud father he was.</em></span> </span><br><br>Emily woke up in a cold sweat and trembling.&nbsp; She looked down at Anderson and fought the panic building in her chest.&nbsp; She was dreaming of kids?&nbsp; And four of them?!?&nbsp; It was too fast.&nbsp; It was all too fast.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 21:20:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling the mattress jerk beneath him at the sudden movement of his bride, Anderson stirred beside her, trying to shake the cobwebs from his mind. "Wh..what's the matter, baby?" he asked, feeling for her warm body. His hand felt her arm, clammy and shaking. His eyes opened as his head came up, "Honey, what's happening? Why are you upset?" he asked with real concern marking his voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 21:52:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's too fast!" She cried in a whisper.&nbsp; "Don't want to have kids." She shook her head.&nbsp; She could still almost feel the weight of the infant in her arms.&nbsp; She looked down at them naked and glistening in the light of the moon that filtered into the room.&nbsp; Emily sighed.&nbsp; She looked over at Anderson, panic still in her eyes.&nbsp; "I think we have a few things to talk about." She murmured. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 22:07:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When she said the word "kids," a lump welled up in Anderson's throat. "It's ok, baby, I'm right here..." he said as his hand moved instinctively to sooth her by rubbing her back and shoulders.&nbsp; "What's wrong, sweetheart? What's on your mind?" he asked, wondering what prompted this sudden panic attack on their honeymoon night.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 22:18:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That should have been a pleasant dream, a hope for the future" She murmured.&nbsp; "Instead, I'm scared Anderson.&nbsp; Panicked that I'm just not ready."&nbsp; She sighed realizing she was far ahead of herself and he had no idea what she was talking about.&nbsp; "I was dreaming about our family." She began to explain softly, looking up into his eyes.&nbsp; "I was holding a baby boy sitting on the steps in the shallow end of the pool at Darkness Manor.&nbsp; I was admiring the baby boy when three other children ran giggling out to the pool.&nbsp; In total two boys and two girls who all looked like some combination of the two of us.&nbsp; The oldest child, a girl began swimming to the deep end of the pool and there you were walking along the side looking like such the proud father and encouraging her.&nbsp; They were beautiful children."&nbsp; She took a deep breath, "But I don't want kids.&nbsp; Not now.&nbsp; And certainly not four anytime soon.&nbsp; We didn't discuss getting married, let alone if we wanted kids, how many, when.&nbsp; It kind of freaked me out." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 23:56:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her in his warmth and presence as he said, "Shhhh, it's okay, baby. Just because we decided to love each other and get married doesn't mean I want to make babies with you tonight or tomorrow. We can wait on that until you're ready...if you're ready and have all the time we want to discuss it until then." He rocked her back and forth slowly, "Hell, I don't think you could handle any more kids while you me around being a big baby all the time," he said with a bit of mirth in his voice.<br><br>Cradling her in his arms, he leaned back against the headboard and leaned down to kiss her. "Right now," he whispered, "all we should be worrying about is knowing each other. When the time is right for us to talk about babies we can talk about it. But don't think I am trying to talk you into it any time soon, because babies...babies change everything."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 00:24:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your not a big baby." She ran her hand over his shoulder and down his arm a bit as they kissed.&nbsp; "I'm sorry, Love.&nbsp; I just...it's not that I don't want to have a family someday.&nbsp; I had never really thought about it much before but I find myself wanting it with you, in time, but certainly not starting tomorrow."&nbsp; She nuzzled closer to his chest.&nbsp; <br><br>"They were all beautiful children, the oldest girl laughed like you." She smiled a little.&nbsp; "I love your laugh, that I wouldn't mind hearing more often.&nbsp; And the way you smiled in the dream, the purest joy lighting your eyes.&nbsp; I wouldn't mind seeing that all the time either.&nbsp; Right now I couldn't be happier to have you and be getting to know you." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 00:02:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson smiled as she reflected on her dream. "I'm sure they were all beautiful...and they must have all taken after their mother too," he said as he held her tightly against his body. "I love you, and know that when it's right, our children will be beautiful, I'll be proud of them and you, and we'll both be happy with where we are. Until you are happy with it, then I'm so good being with you."<br><br>Sliding down in the bed a bit he added, "Come lay here and let's go back to sleep, babe. It's all good now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 00:41:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily slid down into his arms, snuggling against his chest her body molding easily against his.&nbsp; It was nearly second nature now, finding just the right spot to ensure they were both comfortable.&nbsp; "I love you, Rockstar." She murmured against his chest.&nbsp; "Sweet dreams." <br><br>She closed her eyes and listened to the steady thu-thud, thu-thud, thu-thud of Anderson's heart.&nbsp; She sighed deeply once and then her breathing fell into the steady rhythm of sleep.&nbsp; Whatever she dreamed after that, she wasn't aware of it.&nbsp; The rest of the night passed peacefully as she lay in Anderson's arms.&nbsp; All was right with her world.&nbsp; A deep and abiding peace washed through Emily as she slept.&nbsp; &nbsp;A feeling of home had taken root in her and it had nothing at to do with her physical location.&nbsp; It did, however, have everything to do with the man who had taken her as wife.&nbsp; <br><br>When she woke in the morning the lingering feelings of restlessness, of not knowing her place in the world were gone.&nbsp; She woke calm and at peace, utterly content.&nbsp; She didn't open her eyes, only came to consciousness long enough to realize that before she drifted back into a light sleep against her husband. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 07:04:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson slept dreamlessly contented with his bride in his arms. When he woke the next morning, he laid awake thinking of the places he'd like to take Emily while they were here. The beach was nice, but there was so much they could do together. Laguna Chicabal was a short plane ride north to Xela, and then a long hike up the dormant volcano to one of the prettiest places on earth. There were many more hot springs they could visit and a number of clubs they could go dancing in as well.&nbsp; The options ran through his mind and he decided to broach a couple of them with her over breakfast.<br><br>When she stirred in his arms, he kissed the top of her head softly and whispered, "Good morning, Emily Louter, the beautiful bride of Anderson Louter." He smiled at his own words as they gave him a sense of wonder and joy he hadn't known during the early morning hours before. <em>Ha! Our first morning together and I'm thinking sappy little thoughts,</em> he said to himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 14:02:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmm" She stretched a little.&nbsp; "Good morning, Hubs." Her eyes were still half lidded when she attempted to open them.&nbsp; Emily smiled that goofy smile up at Anderson.&nbsp; "Don't wanna leave your arms." She murmured.&nbsp; "They feel like home." Emily squeezed him in a hug before she moved enough away to fully stretch.&nbsp; It bowed her body and made her groan before she relaxed back into the mattress and rolled over to face Anderson. <br><br>"So what's the game plan for today?&nbsp; How shall we spend our first day as husband and wife?" She giggled as giddy excitement began to bubble its way through her system.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 15:43:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled joyfully as she stretched her naked body next to his. "Well, of course there's sex...plenty of that I'm sure. It is, after all, our Honeymoon now, and most newly weds spend a great deal of time doing that I'm told," he said with a playful smile on his lips. "But I was thinking of several places we could go if you felt like it. There's a really cool dormant volcano in the North of the country that has this lagoon that's formed in the sealed off center."<br><br>"There's also a lot of Salsa clubs around town, so we could go dance in the evening; or...we could go to a tittie bar...or visit some other hot springs...or...." he kept thinking of various things they could and remembered the temple ruins in Tikal, "we could fly up by the boarder and see some old Mayan temple ruins...those are fun. Or, if you want to do some shopping there are markets in every little town between here and Mexico...so, its up to you...but I definitely vote for sex," he finished with his same cheesy smile.<br><br>As he talked, he squeezed her bottom and moved his hand up and down her back before squeezing her again, and again, and again. He was enjoying his wife's nakedness next to him, and was looking forward to enjoying it for a long time to come.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 17:07:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily laughed, sharing Anderson's joy and enthusiasm.&nbsp; She cupped his cheek in one hand running her thumb lightly over his cheek bone.&nbsp; Love and adoration shown through her eyes and a devious little thought entered her mind that she filed away for later.&nbsp; She would have to conspire with Edward to make that thought happen.&nbsp; Her eyes once again focused on her lover and husband's face.<br><br>"Mmmm, wake up sex and then breakfast.&nbsp; After that, hmmmm" She feigned thinking, "A shower with maybe a bit of fooling around." In truth she was thinking a shower that included giving him a blow job. "After that perhaps we should get out and see some of the sights, hiking about the volcano or the ruins sounds like fun.&nbsp; And then maybe if we have time scoping out some wedding bands.&nbsp; Lunch somewhere in there, maybe getting a bit adventurous a bit off what ever path we hike." She waggled her eyebrows at him.&nbsp; "And after all that coming home to make dinner together again and enjoying it on the beach watching the sun set?" After she'd laid out her proposal she put her hands on Anderson's shoulders pressing him onto his back as she rolled to straddle him.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hair fell in a curtain about them as she leaned down nose to nose with him.&nbsp; "What do you say my dear husband?"&nbsp; She whispered.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 18:26:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson chuckled a bit. "I didn't mean we should do it ALL today," he said. His laughter got the best of him and he couldn't stop for several moments. When he found himself out of breath he stopped but had to look away so he wouldn't start laughing again.&nbsp; <br><br>When he finally regained a bit of his composure he said, "Baby, the temple ruins are in the Northeast about 2 hours by plane, near the border with Belize and Mexico. Volcan Chicabal is Northwest of us, about an hour plane ride up there. But, once we land at Chicabal, its about 4 hours to walk up the long path to the top of the Volcano, then and hour down and back up the lagoon, then 3 1/2 - and we'll be wiped out.&nbsp; I was just listing a bunch of options for our day...we don't have to do it all today."<br><br>He almost started laughing again, but left it off with a small chuckle before leaning over and kissing her deeply, "I love you and I love how much energy you have to want to do everything all it once. It's one of the best things about who you are," he said between kisses.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 18:42:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily laughed.&nbsp; "So obviously geography is not my strong suit." She kissed him again quickly.&nbsp; "I want to do it all and I want to see everything there is to see here.&nbsp; And I want to live life to it's very fullest with you at my side.&nbsp; And I mean all the time.&nbsp; Not just while we're here."&nbsp; She looked thoughtful for a moment, "Though I'm not sure I brought shoes sturdy enough for hiking.&nbsp; We might want to remedy that or you'll be carrying me back down off a volcano or temple ruins.&nbsp; While the thought is romantic, I think in practice, it wouldn't be so much." <br><br>She leaned down and kissed him deeply once more.&nbsp; Emily just could not get enough of Anderson.&nbsp; "Why don't we spend today searching out wedding bands, sturdy hiking shoes and making love?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 19:06:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sliding down in the bed a bit, he groaned through her kiss, "Mmmmm, that sounds delicious." He kissed her back and turned onto his side to face her as his hand began to flow across her side and over the swell of the side of her breast before kneading the soft flesh. Their kiss grew deeper as his tongue darted out to explore her mouth and dance with her tongue lazily as their kiss lingered. <br><br>Using his feet, he shed himself of their covers so that they lay naked without and hindrances. With one hand he cupped her cheek, stroking it with his thumb as the one that had been massaging her breast moved down across her belly and lifted her leg slightly before his fingers began to explore the folds of her still waking sex. "I love you, baby," he whispered through their kiss before saying again, "I love you, Emily Louter," with a small smile on his lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 19:38:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily's fingers feathered over his side.&nbsp; "I..." her breath hitched and womb contracted as his fingers explored more.&nbsp; "God I love you, Mister Louter.&nbsp; And the things you do to me." Her voice was low, husky and her eyes half lidded once again.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was putty in his hands, giving her body wholly over into the hands of her lover.&nbsp; She caught his lower lip in her teeth for a moment tugging before kissing him deeply once more. <br><br>She trailed her fingertips lightly over his hip following from there to his pelvis, a slow exploration of skin she knew so well.&nbsp; When her fingers came to his center she skipped over his prick, teasing the other hip.&nbsp; Emily's fingers massaged down his thigh.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 13:55:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As his need grew, so did his cock. His touches became less teasing and more needful of her body as light and feathery turned into gripping and pawing. In a rather fast move, his hands took hold of her body and brought her on top of him as he rolled onto his back and he kissed her deeply before saying, "God I need you so much."<br><br>His cock trapped under her weight, he felt himself grow to his full length as both hands moved to knead at her breasts and tweak her nipples while his tongue played across her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 15:49:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I believe there is something I can do about that." She smiled down at him.&nbsp; Though her smile was soft and tender her eyes held a flame of purest desire for the man she straddled.&nbsp; She ground her hips against him letting him feel her wetness.&nbsp; White hot need lanced through her body and Emily groaned&nbsp; rocking her hips against him again and leaning forward to kiss his chest before raising her hips and guiding his cock to her entrance.&nbsp; She used her own slickness to wet her fingers and stroke his shaft. <br><br>"How do you want me baby?" She murmured looking down into his eyes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 03:20:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tweaking at her nipples lightly he responded by rolling his hips upward, through her hand that was guiding him and into her waiting lips. As his prick was enveloped by her, he relished the sensation of her wet walls closing in around his awakened shaft and head. As the sensation of his surrounded cock hit his brain, he reached around Emily's back and pulled her down for a long and passionate kiss as she took his silent hint of what he wanted and began to ride him steadily, grinding her sex against his on the downward thrust.<br><br>His tongue danced with her's as he held her body tight against his own, their hips rolling in synchronized union as they celebrated the love between husband and wife in a way that was wholly different than before they had made their vows to each other the night before. As their kiss broke he simply repeated his refrain, "I love you and need you so badly, Emily Louter."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 03:40:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll always be here." She whispered the promise grinding against his thrust.&nbsp; She finally understood what was meant by the phrase 'making love'.&nbsp; This was not just an act of mutual sexual satisfaction.&nbsp; It was the physical embodiment and expression of the love she felt for him.&nbsp; She knew in the long run it would take work; work she was willing to put in.&nbsp; It finally slammed into her what her adoptive father had told her about love being a verb.&nbsp; It wasn't a squishy feeling in the pit of your stomach it was this.&nbsp; All of it.&nbsp; Opening yourself up to someone else, learning about that someone, doing things for them you wouldn't do for another living soul.&nbsp; Finding ways to <em>show</em> them what you meant with that little word. <br><br>"I will always be yours, my husband.&nbsp; Always here to give you what you need.&nbsp; I love you.&nbsp; And I need you just as much if not more." She confessed her heart to him.&nbsp; Her body moved with his, keeping close to his.&nbsp; Emily groaned enjoying the feel of their bodies sliding along one another as much as she enjoyed him moving deeply with in her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 03:56:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Their lovemaking was not the rapturous moment of song creation that they usually experienced together, but it was no less soul connecting than all of their previous encounters. The internalized song of their rhythm and harmony kept its own beat as they moved faster and slower as the mood created the feeling for it. If their songs before had been ballads, this was a rock opera of silence as their voices stayed low and they took the simple pleasure of delighting in one another's body as their minds and hearts worked together as one.<br><br>Anderson didn't over-think the situation they were in, but he kept it in the back of his mind as his groans and sighs of pleasure mixed with Emily's in a fevered and tribal mix of the drums of their hearts beating wildly, the bass of their bodies in constant motions against one another, and the powerful chordal intonations of his sex mingling with her own as their cries of passion filled the morning air around them. Had someone passed by, they might not catch on to anything deeper than two people fucking, but in his soul, Anderson knew this was deeper and more powerful than just sex.<br><br>As their time in bed came to its apex, the couple clutched to one another for long moments before slowly rising out of bed and rinsing one another off in the shower before getting dressed. As Anderson slipped his shirt over his head and read the clock, noticing it was still breakfast time, he said, "How about if we go have some local flavor for breakfast, baby? I know a great place that serves up some wicked fried plantain."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 04:52:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily felt perfectly sated and connected to her husband. As she brushed her hair in front of the mirror she thought she glowed.&nbsp; Already their time in the sun had given her skin a warm color heading for tan and she was so full of joy she couldn't stop smiling if her life depended on it.&nbsp; She dropped the towel about her and traded it for a sun dress.&nbsp; A pale mint green and white gingham print.&nbsp; She slid her feet into comfortable white sandals that matched as she pondered breakfast.&nbsp; Mostly what she knew was that she was hungry.&nbsp; She was a bit beyond caring <em>what</em> they ate or <em>where</em> they ate it. <br><br>"If you say it's great, I'm up for trying it." She smiled and tucked her hair behind her ears. She couldn't keep her hands to herself any longer and walked over to Anderson running her palms over the soft cotton of his shirt.&nbsp; "God I can't keep my hands to myself.&nbsp; After the last two days my mind says I should be tired and want nothing more than to be lazy, but I'm so full of energy.&nbsp; I want to go swim or run or just laugh with you.&nbsp; I want to have my hands all over you.&nbsp; I love it.&nbsp; I fear I may drive you crazy though." She laughed.&nbsp; "Just don't put Baby in a corner." She winked at him still giggling and stepped back to let him finish dressing so they could be off for breakfast. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 06:16:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson smiled at Em's comment about putting baby in a corner and said, "Never, baby," before sliding on his sandals.&nbsp; After watching her finish getting ready, he rose and put his arm around her waist and led her out of the house. Since they had no transportation immediately available they walked the several blocks to a little place Anderson knew served up great fried plantain with sour cream, a delicious Central American dish, he thought, that was more like pancakes than anything else, except it was made from a squashed banana like fruit.<br><br>Entering 'Esmarelda's Taqueria,' the place was mostly empty, except for the single waitress and a busboy. Taking a seat near the front of the little eatery, Anderson held the chair out for his wife, and slid it under her before seating himself. The waitress greeted them, "Buenos dias, señor y señorita," she must have noticed the lack of rings on their hands, denoting Emily in the 'unattached' feminine form. <br><br>"Buenos dias, señora," Anderson replied. "Dos menus, por favor, para mî y mî señora," he said to ask for menus and correct the waitress as to their relationship status. Señora Esmarelda stepped to the little nook she kept her menus in and brought back two. "Podríamos tener dos cafés por favor?" he asked as he ordered two of the rich Guatemalan coffee's that were far and away different from the usual Columbian blend he drank at home.<br><br>As Esmarelda stepped away to get their coffee, Anderson said, "You pick up a bit of Spanish when you come here enough."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 18:16:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily had picked up on enough familiar words to know that Anderson had corrected the waitress on their relationship status.&nbsp; Her grin spread from ear to ear listening to Anderson speak in Spanish.&nbsp; She liked being called his <em>señora</em>.&nbsp; "I would imagine so." She chuckled in response to his comment about picking up the language.&nbsp; <br><br>She picked the menu up and glanced over it.&nbsp; "I don't read a word of Spanish." She sighed dramatically. "I suppose I am just going to have to trust my husband to order breakfast for me." Emily leaned her head against his shoulder as she laughed.&nbsp; "Mmm and bless you for ordering me coffee.&nbsp; I've only had a Guatemalan blend once but it was magnificent, heavenly.&nbsp; Don't be jealous if I moan."&nbsp; She winked at him playfully.&nbsp; <br><br>On this particular morning she didn't need the coffee to wake up, Anderson had done that for her quite well.&nbsp; Her excitement over being Mrs. Anderson Louter was giving more energy than she needed.&nbsp; Her foot bounced around with all the extra energy coursing through her.&nbsp; She did however love the flavor of coffee and the way a good brew would have a wonderful taste as well as smell that would fill her head.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 18:38:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her comment about moaning gave Anderson a few wicked ideas. As Esmarelda returned with their café, and placed the cups in front of them, he said, "Dos plátanos fritos, por favor." Making a quick note, she scurried away as he reached for the raw sugar to stir into the motor oil thick coffee in the smallish cups the waitress/owner had brought to them.&nbsp; Adding a small dash of cream to his own after stirring sugar into Emily's he took a small sip as he turned in his seat to face his beloved as he crossed his leg underneath his body, his back facing the rest of the room. <br><br>Reaching under the table, his hand slid swiftly up her dress until his finger tips met the soft fabric of her panties covering her recently cared for mound of her lips. "If you're going to moan," he said, "it ought to be for all the right reasons."<br><br>He let his fingers dance over her lips as he reached his other hand across his body to take his cup and sip softly at the steamy, rich coffee. "Mmmm," he said with the dual pleasure of the coffee's rush to his head and his fingers playing over her wetting lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 02:15:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily's lower lips convulsed then opened, inviting Anderson to tease her further.&nbsp; Her pupils dilated slightly and a flush rose in her cheeks.&nbsp; Her body had not yet fully relaxed from their wake up romp, of course it had been helped in not relaxing by having her husband's hands all over it making sure every nook and cranny was clean.&nbsp; She quickly reached for her cup of coffee.&nbsp; "Mmmm" she sighed into it after inhaling the scent.<br><br>He continued to tease and she shivered sliding down some in her chair.&nbsp; "We're in public." She whispered harshly around a moan she barely managed to trap.&nbsp; "You're very naughty." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 06:25:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson smiled wickedly as he found the top of her slit through her panties and rubbed a little more vigorously. Whispering huskily as bent his head close to her ear, he said, "Baby, you have no idea just how wicked I can get." If the tone of his voice didn't get the message across, the glint in his eye would have. "Ok, maybe you have a little bit of an idea..." he acknowledged. <em>After all</em>, he thought to himself, <em>the airplane wasn't two teenagers having a roll in the back seat of the Chevrolet.</em><br><br>Esmarelda came back with their plates, which Anderson only noticed just before she got to her table as he smoothly moved his hand from underneath Emily's dress, but kept it on her thigh. Turning slightly, he said, "Muchas gracias, señora," to which she nodded with a bit of a mischievous grin and left them to their dining. Anderson cut a small triangle of the fried, smashed banana-like fruit and dipped it in the sour cream before offering it to Emily as his hand slid back under her dress.<br><br>Deftly he found the spot he had left, and continued his work in progress as he fed the first bite of their first breakfast as husband and wife to his beloved.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 18:39:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily closed her eyes and moaned softly as she chewed the bite.&nbsp; Though the moan was more a reaction to Anderson than the food.&nbsp; The food was good though, the sour cream not like what she was used to.&nbsp; It was richer, smoother on her tongue than the stuff bought from the mega grocery mart.&nbsp; She took a shuddering breath and opened her eyes again. <br><br>"You know if we keep this pace one of us is going to end up in a hospital." She warned in a tone that made clear her arousal.&nbsp; <br><br>She leaned forward to pick up her fork and eat her breakfast.&nbsp; Her other hand fell on his thigh under the table and gave a firm squeeze.&nbsp; "I would like to know some more ways you're wicked though." She smiled then sat up to eat her breakfast trying her best to not visibly react to his fingers teasing her swollen lips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 22:52:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Slipping her panties to the side as she sat back up, Anderson's fingers acted like they were on a cellphone when he was sending a text message. They seemed to move all of their own accord and slip into just the right spot as his thumb teased around her clit and he inserted a single finger in between her wet folds of her lips. "Mmm, well, you already know I could eat a peach for hours...but I really love rim jobs too. Giving and receiving," he whispered huskily before taking a small bite of the plantain he'd been served. To punctuate his comment, her pinky finger brushed against the tight ring of her ass as he keep his finger moving steadily in and out of her lips, violating her hole as she sat and ate.<br><br>Her hand on his cock sent a delightful shiver up his spine, causing him to inch towards her slightly. "And, of course, I love being naughty where we might get caught too," he add as he brushed his lips over her soft neck and nibbled. He returned to his breakfast and ate another bite as he brought her closer to release with his finger. "C'mon baby, I'm gonna need something sweet for dessert...give me something sweet to lick off of my fingers," he cooed into her ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>04-10-2010, 00:11:37</strong>
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				Emily's face and chest flushed from a combination of arousal and embarrassment.&nbsp; She could hardly believe her own behavior and the pictures in her head weren't helping either.&nbsp; She had visions of climbing into his lap, unfastening his pants and moving enough of his clothing out of the way to have him in his chair.&nbsp; She shivered and leaned into his shoulder which she used to muffle a moan.&nbsp; "Evil.&nbsp; Absolutely evil." She murmured to him abandoning her efforts to eat and stroking him through his shorts. <br><br>"God Anderson." She whispered closing her eyes and fighting not to moan as her hips rocked subtly, a reaction she couldn't stop.&nbsp; Her body responded to his without thought and wanted to be rocking harder against him.&nbsp; When she did reach orgasm she buried her face and in the crook of her husband's neck to muffle the moans she couldn't trap in her throat.&nbsp; She gripped him firmly as she coated his fingers in the evidence of her climax. <br><br>It was erotic and certainly a first for Emily.&nbsp; It was both thrilling and shocking and she would make sure Anderson got his comeuppance later. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>04-10-2010, 07:01:31</strong>
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				Just as she was close to her climax, Anderson was finishing his last bite of his breakfast, careful to not seem to preoccupied with his lover and wife. He whispered huskily into her ear as her face was buried into his shoulder, "I love being evil with you, baby, you're just too fucking hot..." As her cum washed over his fingers and she stifled her moan with his body, he slowed his movement on her clenching pussy, moving his thumb from her clit to give her rest. <br><br>When her breathing began to ease a bit, he pulled her chin up and kissed her. As they kissed, his finger withdrew from her snatch and he brought them to their joined lips and licked his dessert, offering a sample to Emily as well. "You really should taste how delicious you are baby," he encouraged her as he licked her sex from his forefinger. "I should bottle this as a salad dressing," he winked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>04-10-2010, 19:39:25</strong>
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				Emily licked his finger timidly at first.&nbsp; Something about this act though took over and she found herself boldly taking his whole finger in her mouth to suck on it.&nbsp; Her eyes smiled up at him as she watched his face while his finger slid free.&nbsp; “You’re right; delicious.” <br><br>The only explanation for the changes in her was the man whose eyes she currently stared into.&nbsp; Never before had she had a lover who encouraged her to explore her own sexuality or anything more than oral sex and few positions.&nbsp; Anderson made her bold and made her feels things about herself she never had before.&nbsp; She felt desired and sexy in a way that made her confident.<br><br>“Do you have any idea the wonderful way you make me feel?” She asked as she turned her attention back to her food, though her hand remained in his lap to tease and stroke his cock through his shorts.&nbsp; She looked at him sideways as she took another bite of the breakfast.&nbsp; “I don’t think I’ve ever felt sexy or so feminine in my life.” Emily’s remark was made lightly, but no less seriously.&nbsp; She wanted to find a way to tell Anderson what he did for her, the way he made her feel.&nbsp; And it wasn’t just during or right after they were intimate.&nbsp; It was all the time.&nbsp; The way he looked at her, the way he held her.&nbsp; She had looked into the eyes of a man who wanted to devour her before, but never had it rocked her to the core like Anderson could.&nbsp; Never had it been so potent and so constant.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 07:25:36</strong>
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				Anderson was sipping the last bits of his coffee as she spoke, but the words hit him harder than the rich brew sliding down his throat. He leaned forward and kissed Emily softly and said, "Baby, I've never felt as wanted and loved as I have since I've met you. I can't help but adore you and want to let you know that with every part of me." He kissed her again on the cheek and downed the last bits of his coffee while she gripped his cock and let out a soft groan at the feel of her grip. She made him feel more than just wanted, she made him feel desired and needed too.<br><br>Reaching into his pocket, Anderson pulled out a wad of Quetzals, the national currency, and laid out twice what the meal was ticketed for on the table. As Em scooped the last bits of her breakfast into her mouth, Anderson said, "Ok, lets go see if we can find some rings, baby." He scooted back from the table and rose, his bulge in his shorts showing rather prominently as he held his hand out for Emily.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 14:37:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily swallowed the last of her coffee and smiled smugly as she took his hand and stood.&nbsp; She laced her fingers with his and walked out into the sunshine to search for the perfect wedding bands.&nbsp; They continued to murmur to one another as they walked close.&nbsp; They walked along stopping every now and then to check something out.&nbsp; Eventually they found several artisans who made unique and custom rings.<br><br>"Ooo let's check these out!" She tugged Anderson towards them.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 23:29:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Following her to the booth she was aiming for, Anderson looked about and mostly followed Emily as she gazed at the various settings and styles. He'd never been much of a jewelry person, but he supposed that would soon be changing as well. He took an extreme amount of delight in her expression as she gazed dreamily over the various rings encased before her. Pointing at one and then another, Anderson just nodded his head and said, "So, what size diamond are you going to get, babe?"<br><br>Not that the size of the diamond really mattered to him much. He could afford whatever she wanted, he was really just curious of how much sparkle she was wanting on her finger to go along with the smile he kept putting on her face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 04:37:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anything bigger than a half carat is just gaudy."&nbsp; She wrinkled her nose, "And with my small hands I don't want anything terribly large." She looked down at her hands that previously had borne no rings.&nbsp; The only jewelery she wore with any regularity was a leather bracelet Nathan had given her.&nbsp; That had been left home for this trip.&nbsp; She didn't like getting it wet.&nbsp; Emily continued to look around and after another hour of looking, talking and debating led them to a jewelerysmith she may have otherwise over looked. <br><br>The store front was simple, not much showing in the windows at first glance until she realized the rings were braided.&nbsp; "Oh Anderson!"&nbsp; She pointed.&nbsp; "How unique."&nbsp; She drug him into the store.&nbsp; "Last place we look and then I decide.&nbsp; I promise."&nbsp; She began looking over the rings ooing and ahing over nearly every one.&nbsp; "This is the place!" She turned her face up to him and looked like a kid who had been given the key to Disneyworld.&nbsp; <br><br>Between Anderson's bit of Spanish and the jewelerysmith's broken English she picked out an engagement ring and matching wedding band (http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac135/PhotoFaerie/Elliquiy/rm818vpri501.jpg). The engagement ring boasted a square half carat diamond set on an exact matching band to the wedding band.&nbsp; There were eight gold wires, 2 of which were white gold and twisted, braided together to form the bands.&nbsp; She was instantly in love with all the rings in the shop but that set on her finger just <em>felt</em> right; like it had been made for her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 06:31:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson pulled out the wad of Quetzals that he'd pulled from his safe at the house before leaving. He didn't dicker over the price for the rings the way he would for some cheap trinkets in the market. A craftsman should set their own prices and get what they're worth. Doing a quick hearing the price for the rings, Anderson counted out the Quetzals he'd brought, nearly emptying his roll of the local currency. 7,700 Quetzal was a good bargain, when he thought about it, it was only about $1,000.<br><br>Putting the rest of the cash in his pocket he picked up the rings and gave his to Emily before taking her left hand and putting the ring over her finger, saying, "I give you this ring, as a symbol of my love, undying and true for all my days." He kissed her softly and held out his left hand for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 18:15:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily’s hand shook as she held his ring. She had to take a breath to steady herself in the wave of emotion that over took her.&nbsp; Happy tears glistened in her eyes once more.&nbsp; She swallowed down the lump in her throat and slipped his ring onto his finger.&nbsp; “I give you this ring, as the physical symbol of my love for you; pure and unceasing for the rest of my days.”&nbsp; <br><br>She continued to hold his hand as she rose on her toes to kiss him once more.&nbsp; She couldn’t contain the joyful tears any longer and they wet both their cheeks as she wrapped both arms around her husband.&nbsp; She forgot about being in a shop as she melted into him with utmost contentment rushing through her body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 04:23:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Not wanting to keep the jeweler any longer, Anderson waved his thanks before wrapping his arms back around his bride. Her tearful vow of fidelity still ringing softly as her voice inside his head as he led her back out into the marketplace. Together, they meandered through the various stalls of trinkets and laughed with each other over silly little children's toys and odd little knick knacks that would look gaudy back in Darkness Manor.<br><br>Feeling a bit hungry as the day wore on into the afternoon, they stopped in a local Taqueria and bought the local version of a taco, which was more of a tostado by Mexican food standard, but more popular in Guatemala. The took their orders to a small circular table and sat together as they ate, sipping their soft drinks as they giggled and admired their new rings. Anderson was struck by the subtle beauty of the gem she had picked, and the way the stone seemed to reflect the light burning in her deep blue eyes. Her smile glowed as they played footsie with one another under the table, having discarding their sandals as they sat and talked. <br><br>Reaching for her knee, Anderson leaned forward and said, "I love you so much, baby. You are simply perfect for me in every way. So, I've been thinking...you brought up kids last night." He kept a serious expression as he added this last bit, waiting for her response before he continued.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 04:32:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily kept staring down at the ring on her finger.&nbsp; It looked terribly foreign and just right at the same time.&nbsp; Every time she looked back to Anderson her eyes sparkled just as much as her ring.&nbsp; She nearly choked on her bite of lunch when he mentioned kids though.&nbsp; Emily placed the taco like food on her plate and coughed a time or two before clearing her throat and taking a sip of her drink.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm sorry, Love.&nbsp; You just surprised me with that." She placed her hand over his on her knee, not to stop him from moving it if he wanted, but because she wanted to be touching him, to be holding his hand.&nbsp; "I love you to, so much my heart might burst.&nbsp; What did you want to say?" <br><br>Her foot still moved against his under the table.&nbsp; She caressed his foot with hers smiling at him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 05:43:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson almost couldn't contain his laughter when she sputtered after his comment. But when she composed herself enough to ask him what he wanted to say he was left a bit befuddled. He had hoped for wide-eyed panic so that he could laugh and tease with her a bit and just have fun. Now...now he had to actually say something. <em>Fail!</em>, he thought to himself.<br><br>"Tell me more about your dream. I liked what you said about me looking so proud of them...four, wasn't it?" he responded as nonchalantly as she appeared. "Four sounds about right," he nodded, "that should be enough to keep us on our toes pretty regularly." He smiled at the last, sure he'd get his intended reaction now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 06:05:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You...you really want to talk about this now?"&nbsp; She felt a bit of the panic rising in her chest again and her palms became sweaty.&nbsp; "I'm not sure I can have four kids.&nbsp; I'm not even sure I can take care of myself some days." She shook her head.&nbsp; "I mean, I'm so young and yeah I've been taking care of myself for a long time but kids are like...totally helpless.&nbsp; You have to do everything for them at first and then teach them how to do everything for themselves."&nbsp; she took a breath as her words were all beginning to run together.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 06:14:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson shrugged a bit, "Yeah, and they change everything about your world. And the poop and pee everywhere all the time. And they run you ragged and...yeah. But, you're forgetting two very important things," he went on. "First, we're filthy stinking rich and can hire help. Not that we'd let anyone actually raise our kids...but some to pick up after them and tend to some of the messier chores, and second, they'd have you as a mommy and you really can do anything. I can tell," he said with a wink. <br><br>He knew he was probably pushing a bit hard for the effect he meant to get, so he decided to back it off a bit, "Besides, I'm just talking things out baby...no need to get in a tizzy over it. Isn't this what married people talk about? When to have kids, how many to have, and how much they want to?" He kissed her cheek softly as he smiled wide. "I'm not ready yet anyway...I just wanted to hear your thoughts."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 15:15:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Usually couples talk about it before they get married.&nbsp; Part of that whole compatibility thing."&nbsp; She was taking deep breaths trying to calm down.&nbsp; "I don't know why I got all panicked last night or just now.&nbsp; Okay, well no that's not true.&nbsp; I kind of know.&nbsp; I never really thought I'd fall in love or get married and here I am I've known you for so little time and you've got my very soul.&nbsp; I'm not like you, Rockstar, I don't usually just do stuff, especially big stuff, without thinking it through."&nbsp; She squeezed his hand gently. <br><br>"I guess I'm just a little scared.&nbsp; I love you and that's enough for me.&nbsp; I can't explain how I know that it's right and perfect for us to be together but I just know it is." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 15:41:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He understood how she felt about the last bit. Love was an intensely irrational thing, and something that should never be over thought. Leaning over to her, he kissed her softly. "I love you to, baby. And I understand what you're saying. I'm impulsive, I know. But something like this I would never just say, 'Yeah, sure - kids sound good,' without talking it over and figuring things out first. After all, I've led <em>Darkness</em> for 10 years, I do know how partnerships work," he added with a wink.<br><br>He shoveled the last bit of food in his mouth as he let his words sit as lightly as his hand sat on her knee, not taking that any further just to emphasize that he knew how to be serious as much as he enjoyed his fun. Squeezing her knee lightly, he sat back when he finished his last bit of food and said, "How about if we watch a movie back at the house this afternoon?" he asked. "Might be something fun and we could cuddle for awhile," he offered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 16:18:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know, but it's good to hear you say that." She smiled at him.&nbsp; Emily finished her own lunch and sighed happily.&nbsp; She knew he could be serious and she adored his playful nature.&nbsp; Perhaps it was their opposite natures that made them such a perfect fit.&nbsp; This time she stood first and she tugged gently on Anderson's arm.<br><br>"Movie and snuggling sounds good to me." She nodded with a smile.&nbsp; "Or even just snuggling in a hammock.&nbsp; Pretty much just snuggling with you anything after that is just bonus."&nbsp; She found she just wanted to be near Anderson, to be wrapped in arms.&nbsp; Emily also noticed she was more relaxed than she had ever been in her life.&nbsp; She hadn't once worried about the million little things she always thought about.&nbsp; Not since she had agreed to stay in Anderson's home.&nbsp; A peaceful smile settled over her features and she kissed him before setting off with him towards home. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 17:18:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arriving back at the house, they padded their way into the living room where the large, flat-screen TV hung from the wall opposite the deep-cushioned couch. Anderson thumbed the remote and brought up the selection screen for the pay-per-view channels and showed the options to Em.<br><br>They made their choice and snuggled in together as the opening credits began to roll. He kissed her temple softly as she settled in next to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 06:48:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily rested her head against Anderson's chest and wrapped her arm around him.&nbsp; She was only partially aware of the movie.&nbsp; Most of her attention was taken by her wandering mind as she was curled up with him.&nbsp; Her life was changing so quickly and for once so well.&nbsp; It made her smile and heave a contented sigh.&nbsp; She couldn't wait to get home and tell Nate about getting married.&nbsp; She couldn't wait to get into the studio and start laying down her own tracks, laying down more tracks with Anderson and getting to see him rock out with the guys of Darkness.<br><br>She closed her eyes and her breathing became deep and even as she drifted off for a light nap. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 19:00:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the credits of the movie rolled and the the ending swell of music rose on the screen Anderson stirred. He hadn't realized that he'd fallen asleep when Emily had dozed in his arms. Opening his eyes, the glint of the afternoon sun caught the ring on his finger and shone in his peripheral vision. He smiled, remembering their exchange of rings in such an informal ceremony, and the delight of knowing they were married. If not in the eyes of the state, at least in their own eyes.<br><br>His arm around Em squeezed a bit as he leaned down and kissed the back of her head. "You awake, sweetie?" he asked in a soft whisper. Absently he let his fingers dance on the remote as he stopped the playback of the movie and found a music channel instead that was playing some salsa mixes. He turned the volume down a bit before setting the remote aside. His stomach growled at him and he thought of what they might do for a mid-day snack.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 19:50:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm hmmm" She answered not quite awake.&nbsp; His stomach grumbling made her lift her head and Em placed a sleepy kiss on his cheek.&nbsp; "I think it's time for a snack." She giggled.&nbsp; Her eyes glittered.&nbsp; "And maybe a little dancing after?" She took note of the soft music playing in the surround sound speakers so it sounded like a full band filled the room. <br><br>"Though I must confess to being terrible poor at salsa." She giggled.&nbsp; Somehow though she was sure her body would easily follow his. Emily unfolded herself from Anderson and stood.&nbsp; "Ooo you know what would be a really good snack?&nbsp; Cinnamon sugar dusted pita chips and the great cream cheese dip I can make.&nbsp; It'll take about twenty minutes to make if we have pita bread or tortillas and cream cheese." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 19:54:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Following her off of the couch, they went to the kitchen as Anderson said, "I can guarantee we have tortillas, not sure about the pita bread. And cream cheese is a staple in both houses." He goosed her pert little ass as he followed her, eliciting a squeal of delight from his lover and wife.&nbsp; Smiling, they opened up the fridge and got out all that she needed.<br><br>Anderson perched himself up on the counter and watched his wife start to work cutting up the tortillas and putting them on a baking sheet. In the midst of her work, he leaned over and kissed her, and said with deeply felt sincerity, "I love you so much, babe."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 20:14:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily smiled at him.&nbsp; Her eyes glittered and she radiated the joy in her heart.&nbsp; "I love you too."&nbsp; She got the tortillas brushed with butter she'd melted and sprinkled with cinnamon and sugar before going into the oven to crisp up.&nbsp; She got out cream cheese and powdered sugar.&nbsp; To that she added some freshly diced strawberries.&nbsp; <br><br>That done and the oven not done yet she moved to stand between Anderson's knees.&nbsp; Her head fell back as she looked up at him.&nbsp; "This is been one of my favorite snacks for a long, long time.&nbsp; My adoptive mother used to make it.&nbsp; It was one of the few things we agreed upon.&nbsp; I'm glad cream cheese is a staple in both houses.&nbsp; I use it a lot." She giggled and rose on her toes to place a light kiss on the tip of his nose.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 22:58:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They held and flirted with one another idly as they waited for the cinnamon chips to finish baking. After Emily had the dip prepared and the chips were out of the oven, they sat and snacked together as they made funny little jokes and laughed together. <br><br>"Mmmm, these really are delicious," Anderson commented as he munched on the flavory chip he had smeared with a bit of the cream cheese dip. He leaned forward and kissed her softly and whispered, "You're such a good wife, I'm pretty sure you're going to make me fat." He slapped her thigh playfully as he stood, "We better go for a run!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 01:02:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You could use a little more meat on those bones." She pointed out.&nbsp; "Maybe my goal is to make sure that even pregnant I won't ever out weigh you." Emily popped another chip in her mouth and waggled her eyebrows at him.&nbsp; "You have no end of energy do you?" She giggled.<br><br>Emily quickly found plastic wrap to cover the bowl of chips and the smaller bowl of dip.&nbsp; She brushed her hair back over her ears and turned to Anderson, "Are we really going for a run?" She asked him to find out if he was kidding or if he really wanted to go for run.&nbsp; As she awaited his answer she happened to notice she left the oven on so she reached over and turned it off.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 02:40:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pumping his legs up and down like he was running in place, he said, "Yeah - why not, we got the beach to ourselves...we could even run barefoot if we want," he turned and started to jog out of the kitchen, taking about three steps more than he needed with his mock-jogging in place effect. Looking back over his shoulder at Em. "Coming?" he asked before continuing on through the living room and slowing to his standard gait. <br><br>Going out the doors, he kicked off his sandals and walked out onto the beach and took in several deep breaths of the cool, salty air of the Pacific as he waited for his bride to join him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 02:54:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily left her sandals in the kitchen, she wasn't exactly dressed for running but figured 'what the hell?'.&nbsp; She rolled her neck and jogged out to join Anderson.&nbsp; "Alright Hubs, lead the way." She waved an arm over the expanse of beach in front of them.&nbsp; They'd had a full day already but her nap had done worlds of good for her energy level. <br><br>When Anderson took off down the beach Emily followed.&nbsp; It took her several strides to get used to running on the sand, but it wasn't long before she hit a comfortable stride. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 03:03:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As they approached the ocean, the waves lapped at their feet as they jogged for a bit until Anderson turned around and they jogged back across the shoreline. The smell of sea water and kelp filled the night air, and he just prayed they wouldn't step on a jellyfish as they ran. <br><br>As if that were enough to make it happen on its own, Anderson felt the all too familiar stinging in his right foot after he heard a squishing sound with his last step. Picking the foot up and hopping a few steps, he collapsed in agony. "OH FFFFFUCK!" he yelled into the cool night. "GODDAMMIT!" he cursed the dead creature whose sting remained in its decomposed state. "Fucking jellyfish - the nuisance of the sea!" <br><br>He held his foot cradled in his hand, gripping the now swelling appendage and thanking the heavens he didn't fall down on top of another one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 18:55:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily's heart stopped for one frightful moment when he screamed out.&nbsp; She ran over and was much relieved when he said it was a jellyfish.&nbsp; Then an all new fear hit her.&nbsp; She didn't know what to do for a jellyfish sting nor did she know how to get to a hospital.&nbsp; She looked down at his foot and grimaced.&nbsp; "Baby..."&nbsp; <br><br>She put a hand on his shoulder.&nbsp; "What do...I don't..." She took a deep breath and pushed down the fear and anxiety.&nbsp; "What can I do?&nbsp; I don't know anything about jellyfish stings." She had knelt down next to him and was very carefully not touching his foot in case that would cause further pain.&nbsp; "NO! Wait, vodka!&nbsp; I saw once on that Mythbusters tv show where they used vodka."&nbsp; She didn't want to leave him in pain for as long as it would take her to get back to the house, find a bottle and get back to him though. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 02:25:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding and unable to speak, Anderson just motioned toward the house as he held his foot in his hand. Knowing that the salty waters of the Pacific would just aggravate the stinging in his foot, he held it aloft and waited for what felt like an eternity for Em to run back to the house and get the bottle of vodka. It was an expensive but effective antiseptic, he just hoped it worked on stings like this. <br><br>He could already feel his foot swelling slightly when he heard her footfalls on the sand to his side. He had managed to compose himself a bit while she was gone, and said, "Thank you baby," as she got within earshot of him. "Damn this hurts like a motherfucker," he added rather coarsely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 14:35:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily dropped back to her knees on the sand next to him.&nbsp; "I'm sorry, Rockstar." She frowned.&nbsp; Emily tucked the cloth she'd brought under arm.&nbsp; She opened the vodka and poured a good deal of it over his foot before handing the bottle to him.&nbsp; "Maybe drinking some will help too." She offered quiet at a loss as to what to do for him.&nbsp; "We have to get the stingers out right?" She asked him looking concerned.&nbsp; She didn't want to hurt him further.&nbsp; She never wanted to be the one to hurt him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 15:10:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Brian winced a bit, the pain was unsettling. He took the bottle of vodka from Em and took two long pulls off the alcohol. It would take awhile to numb his body. Taking the bottle, he put his thumb over the top and poured a generous amount over the ball of his foot where the stinging seemed to be radiating from. He didn't feel any pain in his heel, and thought he might be able to make it to the house slowly if he didn't step on the front of his foot. As Emily applied the towel she'd brought he winced again.<br><br>"Yeah," he said, "we have to get the stingers out, but you need gloves and tweezers or your hands will hurt after," he managed to get out. "Help me up, we need to get back up to the house so we have some light to see what we're doing."<br><br>Em helped him, but Anderson felt a bit light headed. Slowly, he took a gingerly step forward, moving slowly toward their home.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 16:54:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily kept a firm grip on Anderson and let him lean on her as they worked their way to the house.&nbsp; She had left the kitchen light on when she went running out before.&nbsp; She helped him over to table and into a chair.&nbsp; She set the bottle of vodka on the table.&nbsp; "First aid kit in the bathroom?"&nbsp; At his nod she tore off down the hall to find the first aid kit which would have tweezers and gloves in it.&nbsp; She hoped.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily let out a whoop when she found it.&nbsp; She grabbed the latex gloves and the little plastic tweezers.&nbsp; She ran back to Anderson and took a seat on the floor at his feet.&nbsp; "I'm really, really sorry if this hurts.&nbsp; I've never done this before." She unwrapped his foot and looked it over.&nbsp; The swelling made it hard to see where all the nematocysts were. She took his foot gently in her hand and began to work at pulling the tiny stingers out. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 14:42:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grimacing a bit as the towel came off, he knew from a previous incident that the next part wouldn't be pleasant. Before Em touched the tweezers to the first nematocyst, he poured a little more vodka over the area of the sting. He sat back after taking a swig off the bottle and setting it back on the table, gripping the sides of the chair's seat.<br><br>As the first stinger came out, he realized that the vodka had done the job of killing the little buggers and he was thankful they weren't barbed stingers like a wasp or bee might have. Of course wasps and bees didn't have 100 little stingers they could lay on you at once, and unless you were allergic to their sting, they didn't fill you will a paralyzing toxin when you were stung by them. Had he been in the water and swum into the jellyfish he might well have lost his ability to swim or breathe.<br><br>His tension eased as more of the tiny nematocysts were removed without causing more pain. His jaw loosened slightly and he said, "Thank you, honey. I appreciate you right now. Remind me of this next time I suggest a barefoot run on the beach at night."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 16:03:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily worked slowly and steadily.&nbsp; As he relaxed in his chair so did the stiffness in her hands and posture.&nbsp; "Hey, I gotta take care of my Hubs right?" She looked up at him with a grin.&nbsp; "And yes, I'll be sure and remind&nbsp; you of this next time, perhaps we just stay further up the beach." She had been enjoying the run, more than she thought she might have. <br><br>Emily wasn't sure how long it had taken her, but when she had everything she could see out she reached up and grabbed the vodka pouring it over his foot once more.&nbsp; "This part isn't going to feel so great, but I have to make sure I got them all."&nbsp; She whispered.&nbsp; Emily grabbed a fresh, clean terry cloth towel.&nbsp; She rolled it up so it fit just in her fist and beginning at the top of his foot where there was no wound she applied even pressure moving it down over his foot to remove anything too small for her to see. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 07:09:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson winced a bit as she stroked the clean towel over his foot, but the pain was mostly subsided now since the stingers were removed. Not seeing any on the towel when she finished, Anderson leaned over and put his hands on either side of Emily's face and drew her close to his. "I need to get you a sexy nurses uniform now," he said as he kissed her. "Thank you, baby. You've ruined me for any other nurse."<br><br>Sitting back again, he took another draw off the bottle of vodka and sipped it down, letting the warming liquid sooth his tension as he began to feel a bit tipsy from the previous draws. "I think you better take me to bed now, or I'll finish this bottle and you won't be able to move me anywhere," he said as he picked up the bottle again, "Want a nip before you tuck me in?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 07:24:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ruining you for every other nurse just means I don't have to worry what might happen if you ever really hurt yourself and are on heavy pain killers." She chuckled a little and kissed him some more.&nbsp; "But I really prefer it if you can manage not to ever seriously hurt yourself.&nbsp; I get this awful feeling in my chest when you're hurt and I don't like it." She brought both hands up to caress his cheeks.&nbsp; Her hands remained on his knees when he sat back again. <br><br>Emily stood and took the bottle with a little grin. She took a deep swig from the bottle.&nbsp; "Why don't we take the bottle to bed with us, drink some more and one us can take advantage of the other's drunken state." She winked at him.&nbsp; Emily tucked the bottle against her body with one arm and held the other out to Anderson.&nbsp; She helped him stand and they went off to the bedroom together slowly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 07:41:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaning on Em as he hobbled along, Anderson grinned, "You know, some of those pain killers can make you rather horny constantly. Part of the opiate induce delusion, I guess. It was the same for me with heroine. If I was alone I'd jack off like a fucking monkey." As they entered their bedroom, Anderson kept the lights dim, and he managed to get himself into bed as Emily turned back the covers for him while he relieved her of her bottle carrying duties.<br><br>Taking another swig of the vodka, he held it out to her when the covers were drawn up, and as she took it, he removed his shirt and then his shorts. Slipping down under the sheets, he pulled back Emily's covers and said, "Come on in and keep me company, baby. I might let you just take advantage of me now." His words started to slur slightly as he spoke, a telltale sign he should probably stop drinking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 15:00:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think you need help in the horny department." She smiled with a little giggle.&nbsp; "You seem to have plenty enough all on your own." <br><br>Emily took the bottle and walked around the bed to her side where she took another sip and placed it on the far side of her night stand.&nbsp; Her gaze met Anderson's as she slowly pulled her sun dress up over her head.&nbsp; She was left in just the cotton underwear he had pushed aside at breakfast to allow his fingers to pleasure her.&nbsp; She stood for a moment just gazing down at her husband with a seductive smile hanging on her lips.&nbsp; She slipped into bed and scooted toward Anderson so her body was pressed against the length of his.&nbsp; Emily lay on her side, on hand propped her head up and the other slipped in his boxers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 15:16:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning just a bit toward her as her hand slid under the waist of his boxers, Anderson's sex awakened at her touch ever so slightly. The alcohol in his system would make for a slower build for him, but he knew the end would be very pleasant too. The mixture of the heady feel of the alcohol and an orgasm always made him so sleepy afterward.&nbsp; But the journey to that sleep was so much fun.<br><br>Kissing her lips softly, he moved one hand to caress her shoulder as he said, "I'm afraid you may have to do most of the work tonight, baby. My foot still aches a bit too much for me to take advantage of you in the way I would normally enjoy," as he winked at her with a mischievous grin.<br><br>Her sun kissed flesh was warm still, and Anderson kissed her again softly. He kept himself from begging for her to use those luscious lips on him, to wake his cock with her tongue and mouth, but longed for it all the same.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 15:39:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh don't you worry baby, I was already planning on it." She leaned into him and kissed him slowly while she stroked him.&nbsp; Slowly she moved her kisses down over his jaw and then his neck where she nipped at his skin.&nbsp; Not enough to leave marks, but enough to let him know she was there.&nbsp; "I love you my husband." She whispered against his skin as she continued to work her way down over his body leaving&nbsp; a trail of kisses and nips while her hand continued to stroke his cock.&nbsp; <br><br>When her lips reached his waist she paused in her teasing to tug his boxers down.&nbsp; She let her now hard nipples trail down over his thighs as she moved down the bed to remove his boxers.&nbsp; She kissed back up moving over each thigh.&nbsp; She nipped high on the inside of his right thigh.&nbsp; "I am going to enjoy this so much." She purred up at him.&nbsp; Her fingers pressed firmly into his thighs as she leaned up to bit his right hip. She was enjoying the heady since of power flowing through her as she got to slowly tease his cock to it's full thickness and length.&nbsp; She&nbsp; gripped its base firmly, her middle finger and thumb making a circle around it as she licked the tip teasingly.&nbsp; "Mmmm" She groaned.&nbsp; "I wonder how many ways I can make you moan before I actually let you enter my sex?" She mused. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 00:56:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson, inebriated and curious as to what all she would do pointed to his bag he'd brought. "The silk scarves are there, my love. Feel free to put me at your mercy," he said as he sunk down into the mattress and spread his arms and legs wide in invitation to Em to bind him as he had her before.<br><br>Thinking about his sore foot, he added, "Just make sure you don't get it too tight around my bad foot, sweetie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 03:06:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily slid off the bed, allowing her long silken hair to slide over his body.&nbsp; "There's an invitation I can't refuse." She grinned.&nbsp; Emily went to the bag and pulled out three of the silk scarves.&nbsp; In the low light she found the first of the handles on the mattress she would use to tie him down.&nbsp; The first scarf went around his wrist.&nbsp; When she'd secured both wrists and his good ankle she crawled onto the bed next him and looked down with a smile.&nbsp; "Not too tight are they?" She watched his face as he tested the restraints.&nbsp; "I think it's safest just to leave your injured foot free.&nbsp; I got a feeling you won't used that leg for too much anyhow." <br><br>Emily leaned down to kiss Anderson.&nbsp; As she kissed him deeply she positioned herself over him, kneeling between his legs and letting on her her lips and hair touch his body.&nbsp; Her nipples were just mere millimeters above his chest. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 06:50:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning in sweet agony, Anderson writhed a bit under Emily as she teased his flesh. Drawing out his deep desires to be loved and tended to. Unlike Emily's response the first time he had tied her up, Anderson didn't struggle against the restraints. He knew that fighting them would be pointless, and he rather enjoyed learning what Emily would do with him now that he was totally under her control.<br><br>As her hair tickled against his skin, he laughed a bit into their kiss, smiling wide and whispering, "I love you so much, baby." He was aching for more and fighting his inner urge to take control, unsure how long he would last before he'd be begging to be set free. He was sure of one thing: when he was free and his foot wasn't swollen anymore, he would give Emily the fucking of her life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 14:28:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you more." She grinned against his lips.&nbsp; Emily's lips moved from his kissing over his jaw where she nipped here and there.&nbsp; "I love you so much baby and I want you, but I want to drive you mad..." She whispered against his neck.&nbsp; Emily still touched him with nothing but her mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>As she kissed over his collarbone and bit at the sensitive skin above it, Em lowered her weight so her breast pressed against his chest a bit.&nbsp; Emily worked her way down Anderson's body in that manner; trailing kisses and nips over every inch of skin except his nipples, cock and balls.&nbsp; Those she left alone for now, in search of less obvious erogenous zones.&nbsp; She paid special attention to his hips letting her breast press against his slowly growing erection.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 05:17:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson couldn't remember the last time he'd been willingly restrained. He was usually the one tying Emily up, and before her, plenty of others. The sensations were all brand new to him. The inability to move his arms, the holding of his good ankle and the immovability of his injured foot was playing havoc in his mind as he tried to react to Emily's movements but realized he couldn't. Every kiss and touch seemed more highly charged than ever before. He had previously decided to relax and enjoy, but the more she kissed and nipped at his flesh, the more difficult it was to not struggle.<br><br>He decided, then, that dropping X might have been a good idea before she tied him up, except for the noted exception that he was a recovering drug addict. As her breasts pressed in against his sex he was suddenly glad he hadn't taken any chemical enhancers, as the soft flesh of her breasts aroused his so much more intensely that it ever had before. <br><br>Looking down his body, he realized just how hungry he was for hers, and how deprived he was feeling from tasting her and feeling her. The sensations all new, he began to struggle with the restraints before relaxing his arms again, realizing the battle was pointless. His breathing grew more rapid with each tiny touch and caress. The smallest nibble of her teeth feeling like she was playing with his nipples, as a wave of ecstasy lanced through him, stiffening his cock even more causing to writhe in sweet agony.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 19:26:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily smiled warmly up at her husband.&nbsp; "Relax, baby." She whispered.&nbsp; "I promise, you'll get the fuck of your life.&nbsp; I want to explore you." It was certainly a heady feeling having him at her mercy.&nbsp; She could understand why Anderson enjoyed it.&nbsp; The power of knowing she could do anything she wished with him and he couldn't stop her pulsed through her with every heart beat.&nbsp; The knowledge that she would never hurt him did as well.&nbsp; <br><br>As she moved about the bed getting to know his body, tasting him and teasing him, Emily was careful to avoid his injured foot.&nbsp; At on point she even grabbed a few pillows to prop it up.&nbsp; She discovered, to her delight, that this allowed her tease more his thigh.&nbsp; She was learning plenty about herself at the same time.&nbsp; Particularly that she enjoyed using her teeth. <br><br>She moved back up his body and knelt between his legs and drew her nails first down from hip to knee and then back up.&nbsp; "God I love your body." She purred.&nbsp; She got on all fours her knees on either side of Anderson's hips now and drew one of his nipples into her mouth, biting gently on the small nub that stood proudly on it.&nbsp; She moaned against his chest as she did.&nbsp; She used everything he had shown her he liked. <br><br>Finally, and just to be a wicked tease, she moved into a position so her slick pussy was in his face but just out of reach.&nbsp; She ran the fingers of one hand over her pussy gathering her own natural lubricant on them, inserting one finger a few times giving him an up close view of her pleasuring herself in what was just a shadow of the pleasure she knew he could give her.&nbsp; She moaned none the less.&nbsp; Emily used her lubricated hand to get a firm grip on Anderson's shaft and stroke slowly as she ran her tongue along the sensitive seam of his scrotum. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 23:16:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything she was doing to his body made the time seem to stand still. His longing for her making her teasing even more torturous. "Please..." he said her nails dragged over the skin of his thighs, lightly massaging his quads as she flowed over them smoothly. As each stroke over his skin was felt, a aching pleasure began to build and glide through his core, his balls, his nipples and his cock. Every erogenous zone seemed to have been awakened. Even the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh seemed to ache more for her touch with each bit of her he felt.<br><br>As she moved her slick fold over his face, showing him her wetness and neediness, he watched with deep longing as her finger moved the velvety lips and drew her own moisture from within. As it dipped inside, his strained to lick upward, just to catch a bit of her hand as it moved, and couldn't quite catch even the slightest part of her. He hoped that, as her finger withdrew, a bit of her sweetness might fall on his tongue, but it didn't. Instead, as if her whole being were seeking to drive him crazy, the slightest drop fell on his cheek and rolled down slightly, well away from his lips.<br><br>Groaning in the sweet agony of his need, his cock yearning for her sweet touch, he was surprised that he was rewarded with it as her slick flinger traced over his shaft while he felt the warmth of her breath on the underside of his shaft when her tongue darted out, licking down the center of his sac. Unable to contain his groan, his tied leg tensed as his bad leg moved slightly before he brought himself in check. Had he truly wanted to, he knew he could have wrapped his leg over her head and held her against him until his yearning for her mouth could be met, but he did not wish to deprive her of her pleasure at the sweetly torturous treatment she was giving his entire body.<br><br>The pleasure coursing through his veins, his cock was fully awakened under her fingers as his breathing began to match his need for more and became ragged. "Oh...fffffuck....yes...touch me more baby..." he panted out his face tightening in a pained expression as inch by terrible inch of his dick felt the wetness of her pussy without the fulfilling pleasure of its surrounding warmth and delight. "Fuck baby...pleeeeease," he pleaded with her in his agony. "Please fuck me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 05:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will" She answered him, her lips still brushing over his sac.&nbsp; "But not yet, baby."&nbsp; <br><br>Emily pressed her lips to his sac and sucked gently as her hand moved up and down his cock.&nbsp; Every few strokes bringing her hand high enough that the valley created by the heel of her palm curled around him would brush over the engorged head of his prick.&nbsp; As she felt his precum slide warm against her palm she licked down the center of his sac once more and as she trailed her tongue back up towards the base of his cock lifted her head.&nbsp; She ran her tongue, swirling around his shaft in a warm, wet caress, up to his tip. <br><br>"Mmmm.&nbsp; Soooo good." She purred her voice now thick with desire.&nbsp; "I just love the way you taste baby." She kissed the tip of his prick and then slowly took him into her mouth.&nbsp; She found it easier to take him in deeply from this angle and slid her mouth as close to the base of his shaft as she could get.&nbsp; Emily pressed her tongue against the thick, hot stalk and then sucked on Anderson.&nbsp; Again tortuously slowly she moved up off him sucking steadily the entire time.&nbsp; She moaned against him.&nbsp; The eroticism and sensuality of it all enough to leave her dripping for him.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily took him into her mouth again this time setting a steady pace as she bobbed her head while sucking on Anderson.&nbsp; After a few strokes she cupped his sac in one hand, massaging gently.&nbsp; Emily was careful to pay attention to Anderson's reaction; noting his ragged breathing as it became short gasps and really using the hand against his balls to feel for the telling clench before his climax.&nbsp; Time stood still for Emily as she fucked him with her mouth, but when she felt his balls clench she ceased.&nbsp; Emily pushed herself up on shaky arms. <br><br>"Lick me." She whispered the order in a hoarse voice as she rocked back bringing her soaked pussy close enough for Anderson to reach. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 05:55:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was driving him mad. His body, already aching from the teasing she had given him, holding her sweetly wetted pussy out of reach of his tongue to lick her, he strained again the bonds that held him as he willed himself to keep his one free leg still. As he mouth climbed up and down his sac and her hand played over his shaft and head, he bucked his hips upward, longing for the feel of her tongue on his cock. When she relented in her sweet punishments, he gasped at the feel of her warm, wet tongue licking up his shaft and over his sensitive head. <br><br>As she engulfed his prick with her mouth, Anderson moaned and shook as a tremor of near orgasmic delight sourced through his core and shot through his entire system. Filling his want with fulfillment, his hips buckled as her mouth suckled strongly against his prick. Taking him deep in her throat, he felt himself nearly buried as the suctioning of her mouth strengthened his erection even greater, making him as firm and hard as was possible.<br><br>His groans and sounds of ecstasy drew to their apex as he felt his release become imminent, as she denied him his pleasure and ordered him to taste her sweet pussy. More than happy to oblige, but a bit of ache starting in his sac now that was quite different than what he had felt earlier, Anderson's tongue darted out as her pussy moved closer and closer to his face. She held at just the right position for his lips and tongue to do their work without too much strain on his neck. Hungrily he pressed his tongue through the outer fold of her wet slit, tasting the dripping sweetness of her warm juices and drew a line from her slightly engorged clit down to her perineum. Reversing direction, he slid his tongue smoothly between the fold of her outer and inner lips, flicking back and forth over the sensitive skin before working up to the tiny nub at the top.<br><br>Drawing a circle with his tongue, his lips feasting on hers as they hung over him, Anderson stiffened the smooth muscle and rubbed vigorously against her tiny clit as he began to moan. Thrusting his hips upward, seeking release of his own desires that had somewhat lessened, he drew the tiny nubbin in between his lips and sucked it like a straw before flickering his tongue madly over the tip. A moan that had been building in the pit of his stomach was given voice in his through and coursed through his lips, turning his tongue into a vibrating toy as his licked her furiously.<br><br>Unable to reach for her sweetest spot with his hands still tied, his passionate moan increased in intensity as he felt Em gyrating her hips to brush her flared lips over his nose and filtrum, his lips remained locked over her clit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 19:12:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was all Emily could do to hold herself still and not smother Anderson as he began to lick her.&nbsp; Fire lanced through her body sending her into moans and whimpers.&nbsp; She couldn't believe how hot she was for him and he was just now getting to touch her.&nbsp; She moaned moaned with him.&nbsp; Em rocked back a little putting herself closer to the source of her pleasure.&nbsp; She thought Anderson must have had crazy amount of will power to tie up a lover and torture her the way he had her.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was nearly crazed with desire for him and she had been the one doing all the teasing.<br><br>"Yes, Rockstar!&nbsp; Hell..." Her eyes squeezed shut.&nbsp; Em's hips moved slowly back and forth.&nbsp; The vibrating of his tongue while he flicked it over her clit had her curling her fingers into the sheets.&nbsp; "Oh God." She groaned.&nbsp; Her hips sank a fraction of an inch lower.&nbsp; Em's body quivered and shook with pleasure and desire for more. <br><br>Their play woke something wild and primitive in her.&nbsp; Emily wanted Anderson buried to the hilt in her pounding away at the her most tender, sensitive flesh bringing her to a screaming climax that would leave her hoarse.&nbsp; At just the thought the muscles in her thighs contracted as she hovered above him.&nbsp; "Yes!&nbsp; Fuck. Yes...yesyesyes...oh GOD BABY!" Intense pleasure wound up tight like a spring within her.&nbsp; "Ahhhn!&nbsp; Yes.&nbsp; FUCK ME!"<br><br>Little shocks of delight danced along her nerves.&nbsp; The moment of greatest bliss grew ever closer.&nbsp; &nbsp;The nearer it became the louder and more frequent her moans and whimpers grew. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 10:59:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Em's desire mounted and wound tightly within her, it released something animalistic in Anderson. He let out a low growl that vibrated his lips as he copulated her with his tongue. Smoothly, he moved from only attending to her clitoris to driving his tongue up into her widely opened pussy, sluicing through her wet lips and burying his mouth as deeply as he could between her legs. After just a few strokes, his chin came in contact with the head of her clit, moving over it in varying motions as he worked his mouth on her sex.<br><br>His growl became a moan, that radiated through his whole body as his desire to taste her sweet juices hit its apex, and without saying it, he was willing her toward her release. Her continued screams of passion encouraging and driving him to ever more naughty thoughts of all the ways he could please her with his tongue, Anderson freed his mind to his singular task at hand. Every time he felt her breath catch, he paid attention to the place that he'd just been, giving her even more pleasure there. When her hips gyrated slowly, his tongue responded by withdrawing from its inserted position and went back to flicker over the tiny nub, now fully engorge. <br><br>Taking a deep gulp of air he cried out, "Fuck woman...cum for me!" before attacking her clit with a renewed fervor. His mouth, growing weary without the help of his fingers, took in all of her juices that he could take, the remainder flooding his face and coating his chin. His cheeks, stained by her wet sex, had flushed red in his exertion and drive to please her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 16:49:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily crawled away from Anderson and turned to face.&nbsp; She smiled as she took in the sight of him covered in her wetness.&nbsp; It was empowering and erotic to hear him pant and declare his need for her to cum for him.&nbsp; She kissed and nipped her way back up his body until her lips met his and she licked her own fluids from his lips.&nbsp; The taste of her sex mixed with his lips made her moan and shiver. <br><br>"I want to cum on your cock baby." She purred low in his ear.&nbsp; She was positioned so her breast pressed against his chest, her lips whispered over his ear and her hips were just high enough he could not spear himself into her.&nbsp; "I want you buried so deep I can feel you behind my bellybutton pounding away at me."&nbsp; She nipped at his earlobe.&nbsp; <br><br>Em had read somewhere once that elevating the pelvis would give deeper penetration as would riding him so she was on top and facing away from him.&nbsp; She slid from the bed and looked serious up at Anderson, "I am going to free your ankle, but you are not going to try and take charge of our fucking." She named it for exactly what she wanted.&nbsp; She didn't want his tenderness and sweetness as they made love.&nbsp; She wanted to fucked until she was hoarse from screaming.&nbsp; She kissed his calf a little above his ankle before untying it.&nbsp; Next she grabbed a few pillows and grinned at him.&nbsp; "Lift up." She said and looked at his pelvis, more like she could devour him than ride him.&nbsp; As Anderson obeyed she placed the pillows beneath him. <br><br>"Comfortable enough?" She asked him.&nbsp; Emily watched his face.&nbsp; Her body ached for him and it had been evident in the way she moved about gingerly about every brush of one thigh against the other sending little tendrils of joy through her body.&nbsp; She wanted him, craved him like he was the last breath of oxygen that might keep her alive. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:37:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She barely waited for him to say "Yes" before she was on top of him, facing away. His hips thrust into the air by the pillows, he worked to keep his legs relaxed as the anticipation of her heat pussy built in his loins. He had a perfect view of her most intimate places as she slowly glided her outward turned lips of her pussy over the head of his cock. After just a few passes she slowly sank onto him, burying his prick inside of her warm, wet walls and letting the feel of his penetration soothe her own ache as it created a new one in Anderson. "Oh, fffffffffffffffuck!" he exclaimed at the feel of the warmth and wetness that now surrounded his sensitized cock.<br><br>Ever so slowly, she began to ride on top of him. Knees pressed firmly into the mattress. The view of her labia they were swallowed up with each downward movement and reappearing as she withdrew was maddening. He wanted to badly to hold her hips and leverage himself against the bed to just fuck her soundly. "Oh, God, baby...fuck me...please fuck me!" he yelled as the moment washed over him with great joy and abandon. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 04:29:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing the desperation in his voice, her absolute primal need to be fucked echoed in the voice of her husband, broke the last shreds of Em's control.&nbsp; She launched into a fast, hard pace.&nbsp; "Yes.&nbsp; YES!&nbsp; FUCK YES!&nbsp; OH GOD ROCKSTAR!" <br><br>She didn't feel like&nbsp; herself, rather Em felt like she was in a movie or alternate reality living out her fantasy.&nbsp; Her brain switched off and her body acted on the desire rushing through her.&nbsp; As she rode him desperately seeking her climax, she reached up cupping her own breast in her hands and tweaked her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.&nbsp; <br><br>"Aaaaa yes!" She growled.&nbsp; "So close baby.&nbsp; Yes, fuck me!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 06:40:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was so very difficult for Anderson to remain obedient to Emily's prior commands. Submission was not a part of his natural way of life, and to give this gift of his submission to her sexual need for him was hard enough, but now he was getting mixed signals. Should he leverage his good foot and begin to thrust? Should he just remain still as she had told him earlier? <br><br>Not wanting to break her stride and wanting to just feel her use him as her personal fuck toy this once, Anderson opted to simply encourage. "That's it baby. Cum for me. Cum all over your Rockstar," he purred to her, willing her ever so gently toward her release.<br><br>The erotic scene of her pussy squelching around his cock was nearly too much for him to take any more. He closed his eyes and focused himself, not wanting to lose control. "Mmmm," he moaned loudly as she continued to swallow and disgorge his cock from the clenching walls of her pussy. "So...beautiful..." his voice trailed off as he finished, lost in the euphoria of the sexy scent of her wet pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 05:59:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This climax built slowly to it's apex.&nbsp; Emily continued to ride him, grinding her hips against his at the deepest point of each thrust.&nbsp; "Yes, yes! Oh god YES!&nbsp; Just like that...yesYESYE-OHFUCKEYES!" Her whole body shuddered with the most powerful wave of her pleasure rushing through her reaching her furthest extremities. Emily rode Anderson until they were both spent. <br><br>Slowly she moved off of Anderson.&nbsp; Her muscles were beginning to cramp from the workout they'd been getting on this trip.&nbsp; She crawled to the top of the bed and released both of Anderson's arms before curling up against him.&nbsp; "Thank you"She whispered and pressed a light kiss to his cheek.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 21:31:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kissing her softly, Anderson replied, "No, thank you...for untying me finally," he grinned with that drunken, sated look of a well-fucked man. He wrapped his arms round Em and dozed off to sleep, where he remained for the night, undisturbed and truly rested.<br><br>As the next day dawned, Anderson woke with his wife still in his arms. Gently untangling himself, he got out of bed and padded to the bathroom to take care of his bodily needs. As he returned he grabbed his phone and looked up the local airplane charter and gave them a call. Booking a flight that would leave in two hours he slipped on a pair of cargo shorts and a t-shirt before pulling on a pair of socks. He went to his closet and found his hiking boots and brought them back to the bed. After lacing up he leaned over and kissed his slowly waking bride and said, "Plane will be fueled and ready for take off in a couple hours. Do you want to climb a dormant volcano or see some ancient Myan ruins?" he asked her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 18:05:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily yawned and tried to make sense of what Anderson was saying.&nbsp; Her brain was still quite fogged with sleep and contentment.&nbsp; She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and rolled onto her back.&nbsp; <br><br>"Volcano sound fun." She murmured sleepily.&nbsp; Emily rolled out of the bed and padded for the bathroom.&nbsp; "Need shower and coffee first." <br><br>The hot water did a good job of making feel more human.&nbsp; She came back from the bathroom after a quick shower and dressed in dark brown shorts, an olive green shirt, socks and the hiking boots they'd bought.&nbsp; She braided her hair as she enjoyed coffee with Anderson.&nbsp; <br><br>"If I haven't told you enough, I love the way you fuck me.&nbsp; Last night was...amazing.&nbsp; I love you, Rockstar." She smiled a goofy smile, one only a woman deeply in love could manage. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:15:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pouring the rest of the coffee pot into a travel thermos, Anderson smiled at Em's thankfulness for the night before. Giving her a quick peck on the lips he said, "I should be thanking you...you did all the work," as he started to screw down the top of the heat trapping cylinder. They heard a car honking its horn out front, and Anderson collected their things before ushering Emily out of the door and into the waiting SUV. After loading up, they set out for the airstrip down the road.<br><br>After transferring their bags, Anderson helped Emily into the twin-prop, grabbing her bottom as he helped her up and running his finger over the slit of her pussy through the cargo shorts she was wearing. "Mmmm," he said as she got seated and buckled in. He ambled up the short steps and buckled in next to her before putting his arm around his wife for the short ride cross-country to the Mayan ruins. Snuggling in close, he held the thermos of coffee between his legs and laid his head on Emily's shoulder to rest.<br><br>"Just hold onto me during take-off if you get scared. This plane will probably be a bit more bumpy than the last one, but its safe. I promise," he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 14:38:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily snaked one arm around him with a slow smile.&nbsp; "And what if I just want to hold on to you anyway?"&nbsp; Her free hand fell against his thigh which she stroked.&nbsp; After they were in the air she moved the thermos.&nbsp; It was in her way.&nbsp; She cupped his groin massaging gently. <br><br>"I was never this sexual a creature before I met you."&nbsp; She whispered against his neck as she leaned in to nip at it.&nbsp; "I just can't get enough of you." She sighed contentedly.&nbsp; It still seemed surreal to her that he was her husband.&nbsp; She wasn't just groping a rockstar or her boyfriend.&nbsp; She was on a vacation, going to hike Mayan Ruins, and teasing her <em>husband</em>.&nbsp; <br><br>Another thought struck her and it was so deliciously naughty she had to share.&nbsp; "When we get back tonight, if our bodies aren't to tired, I want spend some time in that room you showed me." She whispered, almost as if she was afraid to give voice to her desire. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:45:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Emily's hand touched his leg Anderson trembled instinctively. Her touch still held that electrical fire that it first had and the most delicious taste would fill his mouth whenever she drew close to him. So full of energy and sexual enthusiasm, her spirit was rubbing off on him in a huge way. <br><br>It wasn't that Anderson had ever had difficulty getting excited. He'd had more than his fare share of exciting encounters, to be fair. No, it was just this particular excitement that gave him a thrill like none other ever had. It was like the feeling of being high, only it was constant and unending. Her willingness to explore new things evidenced yet again as she suggested a visit to his dungeon later that night, a thought that hardened his cock almost instantly. <br><br>"Mmm, if you're sure you're up to it. I think my foot can last the day and the night too," he said as he nuzzled his cheek against hers. "Oh, the horrid little things I'm gonna do to your body. You have no idea," he growled into her ear teasingly. "Your pussy won't stop flowing by the time I'm done with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 19:29:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I wouldn’t have married you if I didn’t love and trust you.” She kissed his cheek.&nbsp; “I know you won’t push me too far.&nbsp; But if you’re not up to it tonight, if you need to rest your foot after all the hiking then I expect you to do so.” She looked at him very seriously.&nbsp; “I’m worried about your health than I am your horny.&nbsp; No one at home will forgive me if I bring you back with a bum foot.”&nbsp; Emily smiled at him.<br><br>They hit a patch of turbulence and she gasped gripping him tighter.&nbsp; She quickly got herself under control and stopped her trembling.&nbsp; She spent the remainder of the flight teasing Anderson.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 23:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The runway into Tekal was adjacent to two sets of Myan pyramids that stood lofty against the seaward horizon. As they disembarked from their twin-prop, Anderson hoisted their day-pack and they set off to walk the ruins. They spent their hour before lunch marking out the different temples they wanted to visit then sat and ate a quick bite before wandering into and out of the various exhibits of the grand wreckage of the long-dead Mayan civilization. <br><br>In the shadows of one ancient tomb, Anderson grabbed at Emily's ass teasingly as he accepted her returning teases. In one particularly isolated spot he cornered her against a stone wall that had to have been erected over 1,000 years before. Kissing her passionately he moved one hand to explore her body. Feeling every curve and angular movement of her body's design, he held her firmly as his tongue penetrated her mouth. Exploring her softly, he whispered, "I guess its time to get home now." He pulled his head back and winked slightly before pulling her along and heading to the plane.<br><br>As they boarded, Anderson sat first in his seat, propping his wounded appendage on the chair in front of him as Emily sat down. Instantly his hand was in her lap, playfully moving closer to her sex as he turned and looked at her while raising his eyebrows. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 02:58:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily's attention was consumed by the ruins and Anderson's teasing.&nbsp; His kiss had left her light headed and needy.&nbsp; She would have agreed to to have sex with him right there in that little alcove.&nbsp; All the way back to the plane her heart pounded in her chest and excitement fluttered through her body. <br><br>She took his hand in hers and moved it so his hand was cupping her pussy.&nbsp; She gave him an impish little smile and rocked against his hand.&nbsp; Her other hand made it's way over his chest and down his torso.&nbsp; She didn't wait for permission or encouragement.&nbsp; She simply began working the fastenings on his shorts.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 03:17:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Encouraged by her provocative moves, his own fingers dipped under the waistband of her shorts as she lengthened her body in her seat, stretching her legs and belly into a straight line until his fingers were buried in her glistening lips. Or at least he imagined they were glistening, as the viscous wetness of her pussy coated his fingers almost instantly upon making contact with her supple folds. Easily his fingers moved between her lips, dipping into her tight entrance as his thumb began to circle her still hooded clit. <br><br>"Make the lights dance, baby," he whispered as her hand closed itself around the head of his freed cock. Her stroking motion matched his inward thrusts as they enjoyed the pleasures of their shared masturbation. He watched as the palm of her hand slid over his head, hiding it for a moment as the wild sensations filled his being. Encouraged forward his finger drove itself, piercing her as deeply as it could inside her shorts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 15:02:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A slow melody had been building in her mind all day and it was only now she truly began to notice it.&nbsp; The song seemed to ripple through her entire being and make her body cry out for his.&nbsp; Her hand tightened around his cock slightly as she continued to stroke him.&nbsp; She turned her body just enough to place her lips against his neck.&nbsp; She hummed for him the melody building within her as their bodies fell into it.&nbsp; He hips rising and falling against his hand in time to the way she stroked him.<br><br>Even her sighs and gasps fit the song, filling in for the words until those too formed in one of their minds.&nbsp; Or perhaps this song would be one comprised of the harmonies created by their bodies.&nbsp; Emily could never be sure.&nbsp; A soft glow of light began to spark around them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 20:07:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the light slowly began to coalesce around them, Anderson was drawn in again to the thrumming melodies and rhythms that Em was humming in his ear. The wordless tune connected with Anderson's core and his harmony joined with Em's melodic voice, filling the cabin with the gentle waves of lighted music. An instrumentation of their bodies, the song built as a segue to greater promises of a richer sound that would be developed later as their bodies writhed under their exchange of touch and sound.<br><br>The erotic moans and sounds of pleasure from their mouths blended with the tune seamlessly and carried them in its waveform as the plane jostled and rode the jet stream of the trade winds that blanketed the region. Buffeted about gently, the two lovers took no notice of the planes rise and fall as first Emily succumbed to Anderson's ministrations. In her heated cries of passion he took hold of the back of her head and drew her down onto the tip of his cock, the music still flowing in his head as groans of delight punctuated the swell of the climatic ending. <br><br>Emily took him fully into her mouth as he exploded, filling her mouth with his warm seed. As Anderson held her close while the remnants of his orgasm ebbed from his still-stiff cock the song they had built lowered in their minds as the light began to fade into translucence, bringing the dim reality of their surrounding gently back to recognition. As their breathing eased and Emily sat up, Anderson held her closely until they landed and disembarked. Their hands and legs intermingled as the hired driver took them home in an SUV, their deep kiss an unending embrace that promised so much more for their plans that evening.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 19:11:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily just knew the scene in the plane and the backseat of the SVU was only a warm up to what Anderson would have in store for her.&nbsp; She practically sprinted into the house.&nbsp; She was finding that whatever trepidations she had about surrendering her body to Anderson were replaced by curiosity, excitement and the play on the plane was enough to get her very aroused.&nbsp; <br><br>"I wanna wash off a bit of the sweat and grime." She giggled to Anderson who just behind her getting into the house.&nbsp; "I'm hot for you, but it's hard to keep feeling sexy when I feel all sweaty and sticky." <br><br>She scampered through the house leaving a trail of clothes behind her on her way to the shower.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 20:04:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Following her, Anderson thought to join her in the shower as well. Picking up her clothes, he laid them in a pile in their room as he disrobed and joined his with hers.<br><br>Walking into the bathroom quietly, he slid into the shower and said, "Need some company?" as he took the sponge she was using and softly stroked her back. Drawing closer, he used his body to rub in the suds and was himself as well before letting the gentle water rinse them clean. <br><br>As their shower ended, he grabbed two towels and patted himself dry after giving one to Emily to use. All the while he'd been pondering the many delights he could practice with her tonight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 01:45:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily dried her body and then used the towel to draw as much moisture from her hair as possible.&nbsp; She hung the towel up and padded over to the vanity where her brush sat.&nbsp; "Should I even bother putting anything on?" She asked conversationally.<br><br>She watched Anderson move about as she brushed her hair.&nbsp; He had a sort of thoughtful, happy expression on his face that she enjoyed seeing. He'd seemed very content all day.&nbsp; As much as she loved her brooding Rockstar, she loved her happy husband more.&nbsp; It made her feel light to know that amongst all the pain he'd known, the inevitable tortured artist routine they would each eventually pull that he was happy.&nbsp; Layered just beneath the trill of that knowledge was her excitement over what she'd asked Anderson to do to and with her tonight.&nbsp; She was still a bit afraid, but then that was to be expected...she hoped. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 19:51:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson pulled on a pair of boxer briefs and went to stand behind Em as she brushed out her hair. "You're dressed perfectly," he answered her. His hands snaked around her naked waist, feeling her warm belly and slinking his fingers down to her freshly washed slit. His other hand worked upward, caressing her breasts as he pressed himself against her firm buttocks. Feeling the tightness of her ass was always a thrill to Anderson, even more as they were readying themselves for some more extreme fun than he had had a chance to explore with her previously. He had a special plan in mind for tonight.<br><br>As she sat her brush down, he took her hand and led her out of their room and down to the closed off play room. As they entered, the lights came on and Anderson led her to the center of the room. "I want to tie you up and suspend you from the those rings," he said as he pointed above their heads. "I'll be tying a full harness to your body, and your legs will be restrained, and then..." he paused, "then you'll be all mine." He smiled with wicked love at her beautiful face as he reached a hand out to stroke her cheek. "I love you, baby," he said, "thanks for letting me do this with you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 22:36:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily took her time brushing her hair and relished in the feel of his hands on her body.&nbsp; She was growing wet again and her nipples stood at attention.&nbsp; She sighed and leaned against him for a moment as she set the brush down.&nbsp; Little tendrils of excitement danced across her nerves as she followed Anderson through the house.&nbsp; &nbsp;Waves of a mixture of excitement and nerves danced through her by the time they reached the little room.<br><br>She looked up at the rings he pointed to and then a little doubtfully back at Anderson.&nbsp; "You're serious.&nbsp; You're going to suspend me from the ceiling." She giggled a little nervously and then nodded.&nbsp; "Okay."&nbsp; She closed her eyes leaning into his hand.&nbsp; "I love you too, Rockstar." She whispered and opened her eyes to gaze up into his.&nbsp; "I can't just turn my nose up at the things you like.&nbsp; I've never experienced and will never know whether or not I like them if I don't.&nbsp; It's as much for me as you.&nbsp; And I have to admit...I am curious." <br><br>She turned her head and placed a light kiss against the center of his palm.&nbsp; &nbsp;When she grinned back up at him her smile contained a bit of her own wickedness.&nbsp; "And the idea of being at your mercy kind of excites me." She admitted.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 15:27:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking a long, single strand of rope from its hook on the wall, he brought it back with him and uncoiled the rope as he walked. Finding the center bight, he kept it in one hand as he lifted Emily's arms above her head, "Hold your hands up, honey," he said.<br><br>As her arms were held up, he slipped the length of rope around her torso, bringing the leads through the center bight until the rope was held snug under her breasts. Taking the lead back around the opposite direction, he wrapped it around her again, bringing it back through the loop he'd made with the first pass. Repeating this motion two more times, he finished by sending the leads under the rope at the joining of her breasts, taking it up over her shoulder, around the back of her neck and down the other side. On its return, he twisted the lead around the start of that segment, creating a firm coil from her collarbone to length of corset wrapped beneath her breasts.<br><br>Tying off the top segment by forming two bights, that segment of rope ended and Anderson grabbed another. Before beginning the next segment of the tie, he lowered Emily's arms and kissed her cheek as he asked, "Does everything feel ok? Can you breathe fine?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 19:09:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily held her arms above her head and did her best not to wiggle or squirm as his hands and the rope brushed over her skin.&nbsp; She did giggle a time or two and sighed happily as his hand brushed against her breast.&nbsp; She returned the kiss he gave her with a quick one to his cheek at the same time.&nbsp; The way he looked at her, with so much love and care laced through his eagerness for the acts he'd planned, sent the most wonderful almost electric tingling through her.<br><br>Emily considered his question and decided the best way to know would be to experiment.&nbsp; She took a deep breath letting her chest expand as fully as the ropes would allow, which was plenty enough.&nbsp; She let the breath out just as slowly as she'd taken it.&nbsp; She took another deep breath, this one low so that it expanded her belly a bit.&nbsp; "I think I'll be okay." She smiled.&nbsp; "I'd like to check again after you finish the harness." She requested looking at the next bit of rope in his hands.&nbsp; The thought of those hands all over as she was once again helpless to reciprocate sent goosebumps racing over her skin as she shivered pleasantly.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I never really thought I'd dig bondage, and maybe it's just because you're standing so close, but I'm kind of aroused right now." She giggled a little, some of her nervousness breaking through.&nbsp; <br><br>She had all the evidence she needed to know he wouldn't hurt her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Old habits died hard though and part of her still shrank away from the idea of having no escape.&nbsp; But she did have one.&nbsp; She had a safe word and knew that as soon as she said it he'd cease.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 03:33:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling at the way she gingerly testing the tightness of the ropes with her fingers, his grin only grew broader when she spoke of her excitement and arousal. He kissed her again and said, "Good," as he wrapped the second length of rope around her waist and drew the doubled over ends through the center bight as he'd done above. This first wrap he positioned just below her navel, and again he wound it back underneath the first layer, going the opposite direction from the first.<br><br>Within moments, three firm loops were made around her waist, snugly tied but with enough give for what he had in mind. Letting the cords drop down, he strung them over her already wet pussy and back up through the crease of her ass, wrapping them under and around the three joined wraps from which the leads had sprung. As he finished this wrap and the ropes were facing downward again, he led one to her right thigh and wrapped it three times around before drawing the shortening lead through the nearest rope that went under her crotch. Pulling it away, he tied off the end across the binding on her thigh before repeating the wrap on the opposite leg. <br><br>Stepping back, he admired the way the ropes spread her vaginal lips apart, opening her for his delightful inspection. Confident in the state of his double knots, he took the two last strands of short rope and cuffed each of her ankles, tying them off after four wraps that were left rather loose for the appropriate amount of give. "Now, tell me if everything is comfortable so far. Because, after this, its going to get really interesting," he said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 05:16:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Em smiled at her Rockstar as he worked, moving just a bit this way or that as he wrapped the ropes around her body.&nbsp; She bit her lip to keep from begging Anderson to touch her, feel her body and kiss all over her.&nbsp; When he tightened the ropes that parted her lower lips she sighed and shivered as the cool air moved over them.&nbsp; "Oh baby..." She sighed.&nbsp; <br><br>Em did her slow, deep breathing to check the ropes again.&nbsp; Everything felt okay, nothing was rubbing uncomfortably as she breathed.&nbsp; Using her own fingers she tested the ropes spreading her.&nbsp; She moaned softly and smiled at him.&nbsp; "S'all good, Rockstar.&nbsp; Everything feels okay and I think I'm ready to keep going." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 05:37:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good," he smiled, and grabbed up another longer piece of rope. Doubling it like he had the others, he walked behind Em, and drew her arms behind her. Making two rings of the rope, keeping the center between her arms, he floated it easily over her wrists and up to her upper arms before drawing the leads up and wrapping it around the center line before tying a knot. Tying another knot two inches lower, he made another set of rings from the cord, wrapping her arms just above the elbows, but keeping her arms not too close together.<br><br>With each set of rings, he knotted them in the center and tied another and inch lower until he had the rings around her wrists. This time, after looping the leads again, he formed another set of rings, and then a third and a fourth before tying the final knot that bound her arms behind her back. <br><br>Stepping away he admired his work and looked to the suspension rings above. Taking hold of a firm piece of hemp line, he drew the rope through the first ring until the center bight rode over the iron. Taking another, smaller set of twine, he wrapped the dual strands together in a tight-knit formation, until nearly two feet of rope was bound together. The two leads hung to the floor, and gave him ample maneuverability as he brought the first lead under the center line running down Emily's torso. Weaving the rope around the first knot, he wrapped it twice, leaving just the right amount of give to the line so that when she hung, suspended from the rings above, her body would be at an ideal level.<br><br>After tying a double knot around the first knot, he brought the second lead to the knot just beneath her navel before repeating what he done before, again leaving ample play in the rope, but not tying off the knot so that he could adjust the cord as he body rose. "And now its going to get a bit more interesting," he told her as he reached for another set of ropes and headed to the next ring in the line.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 03:20:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily kept her arms relaxed and movable as Anderson bound them behind her.&nbsp; The butterflies in her stomach seemed to zoom around faster, but whether it was excitement or nervousness she wasn't entirely sure.&nbsp; Since they didn't die away as she watched Anderson's hands work she could only assume it was excitement.&nbsp; <br><br>"Mmm" She she would close her eyes and sigh as his hands brushed her bare flesh crossing one piece of rope through and around another.&nbsp; She had a suspicion he would be raining all sorts of torturous little touches down on her once she was at his mercy.&nbsp; The thought made her wetter in anticipation.&nbsp; <br><br>"You know you keep saying it's going to get more interesting, and you haven't let me down, but eventually you're going to get so interesting I'm just a puddle of goo." She teased him laughing lightly.&nbsp; "So am I going to be face up or face down or what?" She inquired curiously.&nbsp; "If I have any say, I'd really like to be able to watch you.&nbsp; You make such wonderful faces and your eyes just sparkle when you're truly enjoying yourself." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 04:32:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He moved to begin tying another set of ropes from another ring in the crossbeam of the room, this time tying another double strand of ropes the same way he had done the other, then setting another set of suspension ropes on a ring to the left, about three feet away. Binding the ropes together, just as he'd done the first time. "You will certainly be able to see everything," he said as he walked behind her holding yet another short piece of rope. Taking her hair, he bunched it together into a rather large pony tail at the top of her head, and began to wind the thinner cord through the center bight, and back around, winding it until four or five inches of her pony tail was firmly held by his rope. <br><br>Taking the leads of the rope holding her hair, he tied it to the rope that would suspend her upper torso, making sure it wouldn't slip before he said, "Now, I'm going to start lifting your legs, and suspending them. As I do, more weight will be placed on the suspension lines for your upper body. Just relax and hang through them. These are tough ropes and won't break, I promise."<br><br>And then he leaned down and gently lifted her right foot into the air, bringing the short leads into his hand joining them with one of the leads he'd hung previously. Tying a firm knot, her ankle hung in the air, just above the level of Anderson's waist. His fingers traced softly up her leg, teasing her flesh as he moaned softly at the feeling. Bringing the second part of the line he'd tied to her ankle to her thigh, he tied a simple harnessing loop around the binding before knotting it through the loop he'd created earlier. <br><br>Her body leaned backward in this new position, the line holding her upper torso taut with her weight, but at an ideal angle for her to see him with her hair tied to the rope the way it was. There was still too much give in the center line that ran to her lower torso, but he quickly tightened the line, fixing the knot more permanently at the line was drawn tight. As he finished that tie, his hand slid down the rope, brushing across her breasts before flicking a single finger over each nipple, then trailing down her sides and over her hips. Drawing them over the top of each thigh, his fingertips traced a straight line over the edge of her spread pussy, feeling their soaked condition. "Hmm, I think someone else is learning to enjoy my favorite little kink," he said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 14:57:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily watched him with equal parts fascination and curiosity.&nbsp; She made soft noises of pleasure and leaned into his hands as his fingers moved over her scalp raking all her hair up into a thick, high pony tail.&nbsp; She wondered what he was doing with it until&nbsp; he was done and she learned she could turn her head but not drop her chin.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well I certainly don't think you would use ropes that wouldn't hold my weight and let's face it, there ain't much to me." She smiled.&nbsp; She completely trusted Anderson.&nbsp; It was a new feeling and a good one.&nbsp; She shivered and danced on her one foot still on the floor as his fingers danced over her leg both sending a delightful tingle and a tickling sensation up her leg.&nbsp; &nbsp; It was her first clue that in this vulnerable position she'd be more sensitive to his touch.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt her weight shift and after just a moment of tension she relaxed into it, letting the ropes do their job.&nbsp; "Oh Rockstar..." She moaned.&nbsp; Em's back arched towards his hands as he teased her nipples.&nbsp; She tried to put her arms around him but the restraints on her arms prevented anything but her just feeling his hands on her body.&nbsp; Her inner lips quivered at his touch and she moaned softly.<br><br>"It...I..." She breathed heavily.&nbsp; "It's definitely exciting.&nbsp; And yeah, I am enjoying it so far.&nbsp; Every touch is electric and it's a most pleasant torture to be unable to touch you and reciprocate."&nbsp; She wanted to touch and kiss him, wanted to feel him against her body.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 15:41:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As his fingers moved slowly across Em's labia and back down her unsuspended leg, Anderson could feel his erection stretching the fabric of the shorts he had put on earlier. He made a mental note to have Emily wear panties at some point the future when they did this, just so she could have the sensation of have them torn from her body when she couldn't do anything about it, much as he'd done when he'd tied her to the bed. The more he thought of it, the more he realized he would want to call his accountant and increase his holdings with Victoria's Secret before buying Em some new undies.<br><br>He bent slightly at his waist and took hold of her leg under the knee, pulling it up and then bending the ankle under to the point where the ankle cuff and the thigh cuff were near together. Using his knee to brace her, he made quick work of tying the short leads from her ankle to the thigh cuff, keeping her leg in a bent position as he reached fro one of the leads that hung to the side. Taking that rope, he wasted little time in tightening the necessary knots to suspend that thigh and then took the other line.<br><br>Playing the soft, frayed end of the rope over her torso, he teased each nipple with the cotton fibers before drawing it down over her belly and across her pubic lips. As his hand moved the rope, two fingers worked to check the knots and to affirm that she was in no danger before he traced the line down her bent leg. The positioning of the ropes had the effect of spreading her legs wide, leaving him ample access to give them mutual pleasure when he decided the time was right. Reaching his hand toward her splayed pussy, he lightly slapped her lips before chuckling with a bit of wickedness and then began to fashion a large loop that went under her knee and drew her legs further apart as he tightened the line and tied off his knot. <br><br>There she hung. A beautiful picture of not-so-innocent surrender as he pulled down his shorts and stood naked before her. Her head was held up, chin nearing her collarbone, as her eyes took him in and he walked to the side of the room. Taking a large vibrator from a shelf, he plugged it into an extension cord and came back to Emily. "No matter what, just enjoy, baby," he told her as he pressed the power button and the heavy vibrations of the power tool were laid on top of her clit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 06:45:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had only a few moments to adjust to her fully suspended position before Anderson dove into teasing her.&nbsp; Her body jerked at the slight slap, waking up further to his touch.&nbsp; She swore she could feel the blood racing to newly stimulated bit of skin to relieve the startling feeling.&nbsp; She has only a fleeting second to appreciate Anderson standing naked before her.&nbsp; He turned away from her heading to a shelf.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes widened at the size of implement in his hands. She was momentarily afraid he was going to insert the large tool straight away, stretching her and filling her.&nbsp; "Enjoying so far." She murmured in a low tone before he turned on the vibrator.&nbsp; The motion rippled through her body making her moan.&nbsp; "Ooooh God, Rockstar..." She made a high pitched squeak like sound of enjoyment.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 16:12:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving the power tool around the supple lips of her mound, he worked it around every inch. Pressing the end softly against her flesh, he moved it down plying the vibe across her perineum and then back up the other side of her vaginal lips. As the tip moved between her open slit, he pressed the vibe in, opening Em's lips wide and filling her with the harsh thrum of the unit. <br><br>Both hands working the instrument, he brought it up and held it firmly against Emily's clit again, keeping the vibrations flowing constantly onto her tiny nub, he kept it firm in a single hand as he moved the other over her belly and up her soft flesh to knead at her breasts. Gently he plucked at each nipple, bringing them to full attention before twirling them between two fingers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 21:43:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily's body relaxed more as she realized the purpose of this implement was simply to vibrate and stimulate outside the body.&nbsp; Her eyes met Anderson's while she moaned and rocked her hip forward pressing her lips more firmly against the tool.&nbsp; Her breathing sped up and she cried out again.&nbsp; "Ooh!&nbsp; Shit..." <br><br>Her abs tightened as his hand moved over the muscles.&nbsp; His hand was warm and the callouses from his guitar playing rasped against her skin, a contrast to the softness of his palm.&nbsp; It was a subtle difference she had not noticed often before.&nbsp; Later she would reflect on how much more she could feel when she wasn't touching Anderson and caressing him, but at the moment her brain was too busy processing pleasurable sensations. <br><br>"Yes, baby." She closed her eyes relishing the feel of his hand teasing her breast. "Yeeees" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 23:14:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His cock brushed against her thigh, the sticky and translucent pre-cum painting her legs and leaving its sticky trail as his hips began to move ever so slightly to push on the vibrating implement he pressed against her clit. As his hand caressed her breasts, his finger tips continued to pinch at her nipples. Each pinch grew in strength and intensity, sometimes stretching her tiny stalked up and away from her breasts as her body began to writhe under the ropes that bound her.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 23:23:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body arched and if she could have dropped her head back she would have.&nbsp; The harder he pinched at her nipples the louder she moaned.&nbsp; Her own fluids began to drip from her sex allowing her to slide against the vibrator more freely.&nbsp; She panted his name while his stiffened cock moved against her leg.&nbsp; &nbsp;His hips moving was suggestion enough to throw her over the edge. <br><br>"Oh God, Rockstar I'm gonna...FUUUUCK!" She screamed as her first climax of the evening washed through her.&nbsp; Her body trembled and writhed as she tried desperately to move enough for his prick to slide up her thigh and into her sex.&nbsp; The movement intensified the efforts of the vibrator making her cry out again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 00:15:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her body shudder in climax as she screamed out, Anderson smiled at his beloved wife and released the pinch he had given her nipple. Pulling the vibe away from her clit, he shut the power off and took it back to the shelf, pulling the extension cord back as well to keep it out of the way. Taking a roll of thin string from the shelf, he walked back to Em, and stood beside her. His body pressed against her's as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. <br><br>Tearing off a long length of string, he wrapped the cotton line around her distended nipple that was closest too him, firmly binding the hard nub in a constant hugging grasp. With just a quarter inch of her nipple still visible, he pulled the length to knot of the suspension line and tied it, stretching her breast away from her body as the nipple was pulled firmly. Leaning down, his tongue darted out and flicked the tip of her nipple, teasing it and causing her to shudder before he straightened himself and walked around to her other side. Easily he repeated the same action, binding the other nipple in the soft cord before pulling her breast taut and tying it to the same suspension line.<br><br>His hand reached out then, under her body, and he flicked his wrist firmly as his hand came up to swat her bottom. "And now you're completely mine," he said as he walked to the far wall and took a simple flogger from his place and returned to her side again. Gently he played the leather thongs across the tops of her breasts, letting the gently rhythm tap against her chest. His cock stood proud from his waist, reveling in the abject beauty of her body held by the ropes and the many delicious thoughts that were running through his mind.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 19:17:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily still whimpered as she panted and watched Anderson put the tool away.&nbsp; His body felt cool next her flushed skin when he came back and stood beside her.&nbsp; She smiled up at him and by instinct tried to reach for him and sighed as her muscles flexed against the rope and went no where.&nbsp; Anderson gave her no time to rest before he set about causing exquisite pleasure moving through her once more.<br><br>She wondered what he was doing with the string, but it didn't take may wraps for it to become apparent that it would be a constant source of the delightful pinching tug she so enjoyed.&nbsp; Not only did she shudder when his tongue flicked across the tip of the nipple but she made a soft mewling sound and nearly asked him to do it again. <br><br>"Mmm and I love being yours." She enthused while her cheeks clenched after the smack to her bottom.&nbsp; Emily smiled at Anderson standing over her.&nbsp; Her eyes went to his proud erection before going back up to his eyes.&nbsp; She wanted him buried inside her almost desperately.&nbsp; The endorphins and adrenaline now running through her body must have been responsible for the thoughts she was having; for the way she wanted to beg him for more.&nbsp; She delighted in the idea of watching Anderson's face as he did whatever he wanted to her body while she was helpless to stop him.&nbsp; <br><br>Any prior fear of being in this position was melting away faster than a popsicle in hell and replaced with a delicious feeling of satisfaction.&nbsp; She felt...sexy, she deiced drinking in the hungry, eager and greedy way Anderson looked at her.&nbsp; She felt something powerful and almost primal in his gaze. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>15-12-2010, 04:15:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lowering the flog under her body, Anderson brought it up in a sharper motion than he had used before, slapping her naked buttocks repeatedly several times before using his other hand to smooth over the warmed skin. He leaned down and licked at the tip of each nipple, using his nose and cheek to press on the thin cord that tugged at them. As he circled around her body, he brought the flog up to her ass again and again, whipping the thongs between her legs to land on top of her wet and open labia. He nipped at her shoulder breathed hotly against her upturned cheek, her head still held steady and chin tucked down toward her chest by the line tugging at the top of her hair. <br><br><em>So beautiful...so...submitted</em> he thought to himself as he continued to walk down to the end of her bound leg, slapping her inner thighs with the flogger until he'd come back between her legs. Standing very near, the head of his prick barely touched her spread lips, grazing the inner recesses of her tight opening. Their bodies were perfectly positioned, he could drive his hips forward at any moment and empale her on his cock, but he didn't. Instead he waited and dropped the flogger, dancing his finger tips across her soft skin and feeling her again as if it were their first time.<br><br>Lightly, just as Emily blinked, he slapped his finger tips across the silken skin that covered her clitoris. Her body jerked against the restraints, and as she couldn't move, he slapped her again, and again. Five times he teased her clit with this simple act as his cock head slid against her jerking slit until, with the slightest of movements, he was penetrating her and the spanking of her pussy ceased.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 19:15:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily's heart pounded, skipping a beat with each strike from the flogger.&nbsp; She panted heavily now, her own desires making it hard to breathe normally.&nbsp; Restrained as she was she couldn't help watch his cock move inch by torturous inch closer to her open sex.&nbsp; He was so close if she had any freedom of movement she could have impaled herself upon his thick, stiff shaft. <br><br>Her body trembled under his light touch.&nbsp; If his aim had been to make her body ultra sensitive to his, he'd hit the mark dead on.&nbsp; She let out a gasping cry at the first slap to her clit.&nbsp; Her body tightened and a mix of more pleasure than pain danced along her nerves.&nbsp; "Fuck...yes." <br><br>A violent shiver ran through her as their bodies joined.&nbsp; "Yes, Rockstar yes!" The sight of his body joined to hers served to add to her arousal.&nbsp; Suddenly being helpless wasn't so bad.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 03:55:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body was held firm, only swaying as he gave it cause to do, as well as the applied force necessary. She struggled not, and Anderson's hips moved.<br><br>Forward and back he thrust, not moving slowly at all once he had entered her. Very firm and hard his cock pounded into her deeply, filling her in every way he was capable as his hands began to roam over ever inch of revealed skin. Taking hold of one rope to steady himself, he held the suspension line in his grip, fucking hard as their skin slapped together and the sounds of their union filled the room with Emily's screams and Anderson's grunts. His other hand pawed at her breasts, her belly, drifting over her waist and buttocks. As the brushed her outer thigh, his hand rose up and he spanked her. Over and over again he spanked and he body swayed to the force of his impacts. <br><br>Swinging in two directions at once, away and toward Anderson's body, and away and toward his hand, Em's face look enraptured as the moans and screams filled her lungs and mouth. The painful ecstasy of their joining in this manner a new delight together, Anderson's eyes grew glassy as his focus was bent toward their mutual satisfaction, preferably, but mostly toward his own release. When he entered this zone, there was no turning back. This was something he did for his own delight, a place that struck him to his core and made his release that much more powerful. To have utter and complete control over another was a rush even heroine could never provide.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 04:05:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily closed her eyes and surrendered herself to feeling.&nbsp; The way his cock made her feel full, the way her muscles clenched around him naturally as their bodies slid apart and then relaxed to let him glide in fully and easily once more.&nbsp; The more intensely Anderson pounded the louder she moaned and screamed his name. <br><br>Every little noise seemed magnified and working together into a symphony.&nbsp; The slap of skin against skin, his grunts and groans, her cries and whimpers; each moan and gasping breath rose and fell in concert.&nbsp; All of it building a crescendo towards their climaxes.&nbsp; It began subtly in her limbs, but as the height of her pleasure coiled in her womb, Emily's muscles contracted, stiffening her body.&nbsp; She grunted in frustration when she couldn't wrap her legs around him as instinct demanded. <br><br>Her utter surrender became a dizzying force as the first wave of orgasm rushed through Emily, wetting Anderson's prick further and only making it easier to slide deep in her rapidly and forcefully.&nbsp; He was relentless with each thrust and smack, never falling into a regular rhythm so Emily couldn't anticipate it.&nbsp; "YES!&nbsp; OH GOD YES!&nbsp; FUCK ME BABY!&nbsp; YES!"&nbsp; Her nails dug into her palms where her hands drew into fists she wanted so badly to touch him.&nbsp; "Please baby" she panted.&nbsp; "Please."&nbsp; She couldn't believe he was still going, still pounding away at her.&nbsp; She wanted to hear him roar her name in ultimate pleasure.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 03:34:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His cock throbbed and every inch of his being coursed with the overwhelming need for a powerful release. His muscles were tense and it was become harder and harder for him to remain standing, but he still he continued to drive hard and fast into Emily's open sex. His fingers dug into her hips, gripping tightly to her flesh before he remembered to grab hold of the ropes that bound her. Moving quickly, his hands encircled the ropes coming away from the lowest diamond on her belly, drawing the harness even tighter as it squeezed her diaphragm.<br><br>Hips bucking wildly, his passion grew to its apex until he screamed out "OOOOHHHH!!!! FUCK YES! Oh, FUCK Em!" as his body went rigid in the waves of ecstatic delight. Every fiber of his being pulsed with the rush of endorphins as his seed spilled out in Emily's pussy and the ropes in his hands twisted even tighter until his climax subsided and his white knuckles began to release the tension he'd placed on the rope.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 03:48:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily whimpered when his hands left her hips.&nbsp; She thought for a wild moment he was going to stop and then his hips slammed into hers again, making her cry out and the ropes began to tighten.&nbsp; Her rapid breaths became shallower as the ropes squeezed.&nbsp; Her orgasm continued to wring screams of pleasure from her.&nbsp; <br><br>Each pulse from his cock was accompanied by a mewling moan from Emily.&nbsp; As the tension in the ropes was released she took in deeper and deeper breaths trying to get a bit more oxygen into her lungs before she hyperventilated.&nbsp; Emily's head spun with delight and dizziness from her rapid, short breaths.&nbsp; <br><br>"I.&nbsp; Love.&nbsp; You.&nbsp; Rockstar." She panted.&nbsp; She wanted badly to drop her head back and just suck in deep lung fulls of air while the pleasure continued to tingle in her limbs.&nbsp; She smiled drunkly as she hung there. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 03:57:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keeping himself buried inside his wife's warm, slick folds, Anderson lifted the thigh nearest to him higher and kissed her softly. "I love you...too...darling," he panted as he smiled back. "But I'm far from finished."<br><br>As he said the words one of his hands freed itself from the rope it was gripping and he pulled back slightly from his fully buried position. Hovering above her clitoris, his hand flicked down and spanked her clit, then again...and again. Rapidly, his hand moved to spank her pussy lips and clitoris as he began to move inside of her again, his still hard cock filling her and mixing their spend together as it began to seep out along the edges as he drew back. <br><br>With great firmness, his hand swatted and spanked at her clit, distending and engorging the tiny nub with the blood that flowed in her body to swell and push it out of hiding to rise to the torture he was giving her. More forcefully he began to fuck her, driving hard and fast as he felt his head brush over the swollen plum of her g-spot inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 04:12:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Far from..." The first smack landed silencing her disbelief and her body bucked.&nbsp; "Shit baby." <br><br>Emily panted and writhed as much as the ropes would allow.&nbsp; "Yes, baby.&nbsp; Fuck me, God" Her body tensed again as pleasure welled.&nbsp; She couldn't believe he was still going, still hard after his first release.&nbsp; Em wanted to touch him so badly, to wrap her legs around him, and yet she was enjoying immensely being helpless against him.&nbsp; "Gonna cum again!" She panted desperately.&nbsp; She was shocked at how the smacks seemed to bring her faster to the precipice of climax.&nbsp; She was thankful he seemed to have a manual to her body, filled with all the things she'd never imagined doing that aroused and excited her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 23:15:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ceasing the spanking to her clit, his hips continued to thrust as his hand reached up, pulling at each of the cords that had been used to pull tightly against her nipples. Freeing the restraints, he quickly took the small twine away, freeing the release of blood back inside her nipples, engorging and hardening them rather quickly.<br><br>Anderson brought his fingers to his lips, licking them softly before returning them to circle at each of the hard nubs, flicking them back and forth, before pinching them lightly. He watched as his movements sent jolts through her body, causing the mounds of her breasts to sway forward and back, the jarring motion a subtle sign of Em's submission in her restraints. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 15:12:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, fuck..." She panted as the twine came away from her nipples.&nbsp; She had ceased trying to thrust back against Anderson or arch into him and just let the ropes do their job so her body swung freely in total submission.&nbsp; Every touch from Anderson, every deep penetration elicited some noise of pleasure or other.&nbsp; A tidal wave of pleasure took her as Em's inner walls clamped tight around his cock.&nbsp; <br><br>She was unaware of her screams or even what her body did after that as white spots danced in her vision and ecstasy encompassed all her senses. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 21:43:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Both hands grabbed hold of her breasts, squeezing with intensity as his sac clenched in preparation for his climax. Feeling his need for release build, Anderson's strokes grew longer and slower. Using the leverage he was creating with the grip on her body, Anderson's fluid movements undulated at the various points he was contacting Em's body. As he looked into her face, he saw the glassy look in her eyes, realizing she was lost in all the ways he was giving her pleasure. <br><br>A wicked smile crossed his lips, and for a brief moment Anderson thought about trying some anal exploration with Em again. Fortunately, he thought better of it before he proceeded, but with the look in her eyes, he felt she might be game for just about anything at that moment.<br><br>As he felt his climax eminent, his last few strokes were very slow until he was buried fully inside of his wife when suddenly he exclaimed, "AHHHHHH, FUUUUCK YES! Emily! OOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!" and his seed filled her again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 23:12:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His passionate cry filtered into her bliss making Emily smile further.&nbsp; She loved the sound of her name falling from his lips, especially when he was screaming it in climax.&nbsp; Waves of pleasure continued to wash through her with every pulse of his prick.&nbsp; &nbsp;As both their climaxes waned she gulped in great breaths in attempt to slow her frantic breathing and heart beat.&nbsp; <br><br>"Wow, Baby" She whispered.&nbsp; "That...wow." <br><br>Her body still tingled and Emily wore a drunken smile though her eyes were a little less glazed.&nbsp; Her body was beginning to ache in a manner she very much did not regret.&nbsp; She wanted to wrap her arms around Anderson and snuggle close to him while she floated in a blissful half sleep state.&nbsp; She couldn't remember a time in her life when her body felt so damn good. <br><br>"I feel...tingly." She giggled. "In a very good way." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 16:32:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Panting and breathless, Anderson knew they were reaching their limit on the amount of time Em should be held in suspension. Pulling back softly, he withdrew from her and watched as their combined fluids poured out from her open and still convulsing pussy. He smiled at the sight, enjoying the view of her cum mixed with his before he walked around to her head and kissed her softly before saying, "I'm going to bring one leg down at a time and release you now."<br><br>And with that he began undoing what he had done before. First untying one leg's suspension, holding its weight in his arm as it was released and untying the knot that joined ankle to the thigh. Soon he had the first leg unbound, the ankle free and hovering just above the floor before beginning to work on the next. Within moments, Em's feet were touching solid ground again, and slowly he began to loosen the bonds to her upper torso as he supported her to gain her footing.<br><br>Before untying her from the suspension, Anderson freed her arms to support herself on his shoulders and arms, but left the harness' firm embrace as he untied the suspension cords. Steadily, he helped her to stand on her own, and when she'd regained her sense of equilibrium, her harness was removed, freeing her body to breath and move normally again as he dropped the ropes to the floor and embraced his wife. "I hope that wasn't too extreme for you," he said as he kissed her softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 18:51:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily whimpered in protest as Anderson pulled out of her.&nbsp; Slowly her body relaxed and like the ripples on a pond, each ripple of pleasure through her lessened in intensity.&nbsp; She tried to nod at Anderson when he spoke of releasing her, but the rope tied to her pony tail prevented the action.&nbsp; The look in her eyes however still said she was okay and ready for him to release her.&nbsp; <br><br>She groaned as he gently extended her leg and alternately pointed and flexed her toes working the muscles to get them to loosen back up.&nbsp; She was glad of Anderson's support as her legs protested holding her weight at first.&nbsp; It took only moments though for her to be able to stand, albeit a bit shakily, on her own.&nbsp; Her muscles felt as if she'd just put them through a good exercise running several miles.&nbsp; Em smiled at her husband and took a deep, full breath as the harness fell away knot by knot.&nbsp; She embraced him and laid her head against his shoulder after returning the kiss.<br><br>"No, I don't think it was too extreme." She murmured.&nbsp; "I enjoyed myself, quite a bit." She chuckled.&nbsp; "Especially that last climax.&nbsp; My god..." She sighed.&nbsp; "But I do think I'm ready for a Gatorade and some serious snuggling.&nbsp; My legs and lungs are ready for a rest."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 01:24:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cradling her in his arm, Anderson walked with Em toward the door of his small room of delights. They both walked a bit weak in the knees, and he knew fixing dinner would be a challenge. Together they approached the kitchen and he grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge. Opening one, he handed it to Em and said, "I'll have to order Gatorade tomorrow. Fresh out," as he smiled.<br><br>Giving her a quick peck on the cheek, Brian excused himself and went around the corner to the spare bathroom to relieve himself, thinking of what he could whip up for a quick meal. "Feel free to sit at the table. I'll make dinner to tonight, sweetheart," he called from the bathroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 19:09:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily sank into a chair thankful for its support.&nbsp; She gulped down half the bottle of water before slowing down.&nbsp; "It's sweet of you to make dinner.&nbsp; I can help if you like though.&nbsp; Your body can't be in much better shape than mine for standing too long."&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled as she sat in the chair and continued to sip her water.&nbsp; She watched the corner waiting for Anderson to come back.&nbsp; He was irresistible and she very much wanted to be curled up with him snuggling.&nbsp; Her stomach picked that moment to growl.&nbsp; Emily laughed a bit and made her way over to the fridge where she grabbed an apple and began to eat it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 17:04:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Coming back from the bathroom, Anderson saw Em chomping an apple and gave her a playful slap to one cheek of her ass. "I told you to wait," he said with a smile and a wink. Opening the fridge he realized how much he didn't feel like eating and said, "How about something cheap and easy? Popcorn...noodles...something that we can sit and let cook. Maybe we could watch a movie too?"<br><br>Grabbing a bag of popcorn for the microwave, he didn't wait for Em's response before popping it in and starting the microwave oven. He turned then, looking for Em's response about the movie or anything else she'd like to eat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 18:44:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"My stomach rumbled." She smiled back at him, a slight giggle in her voice.&nbsp; "Cheap and easy works for me.&nbsp; And a movie sounds good too.&nbsp; A comedy or something that doesn't take too much brain power.&nbsp; For some reason I can't fathom at all" she poured on the sarcasm, "I can't seem to concentrate much.&nbsp; I want to get close to you and just be."&nbsp; The smell of popcorn made her stomach rumble again.&nbsp; <br><br>Em polished off the bottle of water and retrieved another.&nbsp; "Maybe a little later, when we can both stand for more than a few minutes at a time we can take a walk on the beach.&nbsp; Just, not down near the water." She laughed softly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 14:45:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson popped in a bag a of popcorn and set it to work before turning to his naked wife and kissing her mid-swallow through a gulp of water. Holding her tight to his body he took a sip from her bottle of water then leaned close and whispered, "I love you, honey. Everything about you. Thank you for exploring some kink with me." <br><br>Their popcorn finished as Anderson kissed her again, and after emptying the kernels in a bowl, they padded off together to the couch and settled in to watch one of the movies stored on Anderson's hard drive. Nestled together, they shared the popcorn and dozed in the lulls of the movie, coming awake to laugh at the funny parts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 16:55:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily remained washed in a sea of joy.&nbsp; Nestled in Anderson arms one of the moments of dozing drifted into contented sleep.&nbsp; A small smile remained on her lips leaving her to look peaceful and happy.&nbsp; And she was.&nbsp; <br><br>A few hours later, long after the last movie had ended, Emily stirred.&nbsp; Sleeping curled up on the couch as they were Emily's muscles grew tight and uncomfortable.&nbsp; She wiggled enough next to Anderson to slide her way up and whisper in his hear, "Rockstar...let's go get in bed baby.&nbsp; It's bound to be more comfortable." She brushed a bit of his hair off his forehead and kissed his cheek lightly.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 02:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Waking suddenly at his wife's urging, Brian started before realizing where he was and what they were doing. Rubbing his eyes he got up and helped Em to her feet, walking with her to their bed and collapsing with her in a night of deep slumber.<br><br>The next several days were filled with swimming, sight seeing and relaxing. Their love confirmed and their marriage consummated regularly as they laughed, sweated and gasped through each day and night - drinking in the fullness of each other's life and sharing intimately.<br><br>On the eve of their final day in Guatemala, Anderson ran a bath for Emily, laced the water with relaxing bath oils and scented rose water. Making sure she was fully taken with the experience, he excused himself and went to the foyer to prepare the rest of his surprise for his bride.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 14:29:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily had never imagined her life could be so filled with laughter, fun and vibrancy.&nbsp; She fell more deeply in love with Anderson day by day and enjoyed finding ways to make him smile while it seemed her own was unfading. <br><br>She sighed happily slipping into the hot water.&nbsp; Her next breath was deep drawing in the wonderful scents on the water, trapping them in her head for a moment before exhaling again.&nbsp; She chuckled&nbsp; a bit watching Anderson walk away.&nbsp; He was up to something, she was sure of it, but she decided to let him go off and do whatever it was he had in mind. <br><br>The hot water and oils worked together to relax her muscles and her mind.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and sank into the water up to her shoulders.&nbsp; While she soaked her mind played through scenes of the last few days.&nbsp; Some of them sped her heart and stoked the fire in her core, some of them simply made her laugh softly to herself and the rest made her smile.&nbsp; She was going to miss this place when they traveled home.&nbsp; She was excited to get into the studio and begin recording.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily let her mind just drift as she continued to soak. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 02:57:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson directed activities in the great room, guests arriving and being seated at the few tables he'd had brought in by the crew he'd hired. The last guests to arrive were his band, Kyle Johnson, Edward, Em's mentor - Nathaniel, and few other assorted friends who'd been there for Anderson through the years. The caterers were working in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on the baked salmon and rice pilaf, opening cases of wine and setting out dishes to be used later.<br><br>Everyone was dressed as Anderson had requested...beach dress casual...open toed shoes, shorts, tropical print shirts abounded in the intimate gathering as Anderson spoke in a hushed tone. "Thank you all for coming. Emily is getting ready, but I haven't told her anything about what I've done tonight." Motioning toward another guest, he continued, "Enrique Espinoza is the local magistrate. He will be conducting the ceremony tonight. It will be brief because I wanted us to have ample opportunity to visit with you, our family and friends. Now, if you'll please just make yourselves comfortable, we'll get started shorty.<br><br>Anderson returned to the bedroom, closing the door behind him and going to a hidden nook when he'd placed a large dress box. Laying it out on the bed, he removed the top to reveal an elegantly simple gown (http://shiftdress.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/simple-white-dresses.jpg) he'd had flown down from Seattle the night before. Beneath the gown lay a simple red, satin scarf with which he planned to blindfold Em. Laying everything out, he went to retrieve her from the bath.<br><br>"All done baby?" he asked as he walked in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 04:02:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily had taken time to shave her legs and underarms.&nbsp; Since she'd washed her hair that morning it was bound up, safe from getting wet as she lay in the tub.&nbsp; She was just squeezing the sponge over her shoulder to remove the last of the soap. <br><br>"Unless you want to join me I am." She smiled up at her husband.&nbsp; "Thank you for this, I very much appreciate it."&nbsp; Emily rose carefully and let Anderson help her from the tub.&nbsp; Her flesh had a healthy pink flush from the heat of the bath.&nbsp; The cooler air hitting her skin made her shiver as goosebumps raced across her skin.&nbsp; She wiggled about this way and that to allow Anderson the access he needed to towel off her body.&nbsp; By the time he finished her skin was flush for another reason.&nbsp; Em's eyes met his and she whispered in a lusty tone, "I love how the most mundane things become so erotic in your hands." <br><br>Her comment received a wicked grin.&nbsp; She chuckled a bit and tilted her head, "You're up to something, husband mine." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him quickly.&nbsp; At his urging she followed him into the bedroom.&nbsp; Em was biting her lower lip between her teeth trying to contain both her excitement and curiosity.&nbsp; A quiet gasp rose from her when she saw the dress on the bed.&nbsp; "Rockstar!&nbsp; What did you do?"&nbsp; She giggled.&nbsp; <br><br>Emily allowed Anderson to help her get dressed once she'd neatened up her hair, which consisted of running a brush through it and twisting it up into a loose french twist. She elected to remain barefoot and closed her eyes obediently so he could tie the blind fold on. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 07:06:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After tying the knot on the back of the blindfold, Anderson took Emily's hand and led her out of the bedroom, and down the hall. As they entered the great room, he brought her forward in her new gown, reached behind and unknotted the blindfold. There stood all their friends, with beaming smiles. <br><br>The floor had scattered rose petals beneath all their feet, where the TV and sofa once stood now a stranger to the gathering held a small book and wore a white suit and tie. Everyone stood in a large semi-circle, gathered in front of three rectangular tables that stood, folded, at the far side of the room along with an appropriate number of white folding chairs.<br><br>Anderson took Emily's hand, led her to the front of the room by the stranger and said, "Honey, this is Enrique. He's the local magistrate. I know we made our own pledges to each other already, but I also knew our friends would like to share in our celebration and I wanted to make sure everything was legal before we went home. I flew everyone down today and they were waiting for the right time to come over."<br><br>Pulling her hand to his chest, Anderson got down on one knee, "Emily Louter, would you do me the honor of marrying me again?" he asked with a broad smile painted across his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 14:22:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily gasped as the blindfold fell away and she saw the people surrounding them.&nbsp; She recognized Nate and Edward immediately, the band members next, the others she assumed were people important to Anderson and then also noticed their manager in the crowd.&nbsp; The dress made perfect sense and tears brimmed her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>They were happy tears of course.&nbsp; She couldn't believe Anderson had done all this for her.&nbsp; It was perfect.&nbsp; She was still trying to take it all in as he led her forward to other man wearing a suit.&nbsp; She barely nodded to the magistrate before Anderson went down on one knee.&nbsp; Her heart leaped up into her throat.&nbsp; Immediately she began to nod and squeezed his hand slightly in hers. <br><br>After a moment&nbsp; she was able to swallow down the lump of emotion in her throat and speak.&nbsp; "Of course I will."&nbsp; She took a small step closer to him and cradled his head against her belly in a hug. "Thank you, Rockstar.&nbsp; This is...thank you.&nbsp; I Love you." She pulled him up to kiss him.&nbsp; Somewhere from the crowd, a voice she recognized as Nate's sent up a cheer and that served the break the spell of Em being lost in her own world with Anderson.&nbsp; She began to giggle and had to break the kiss. <br><br>"I guess that comes later." She giggled more and gave the magistrate and apologetic look.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 20:13:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson returned Emily's kiss, smiling at her re-acceptance of his proposal, now in front of their friends who celebrated their love with them. As their kiss broke with Em's wide grin and giggles, Anderson smiled at her with a gleam in his eye that was more than just the lusty hunger for her body that he'd had since they met. It was now something so much more - a thirst to be with her completely and fully and always.<br><br>Turning, they faced the Magistrate, and Anderson nodded, "Go ahead Enrique," and with that the wedding began.<br><br>The usual pomp and ceremony of a wedding was missing, there were no bells and the typical trappings found in church weddings. This was no less special - as those gathered were more intimately engaged in their lives and cared deeply for Em and Anderson's happiness and budding romance. Enrique worked to bring an air of sophistication to the event as well, conducting the ceremony with a flawless New England accent to his English. Both were given their vows to repeat to one another, the same they had given to each other on the beach not many nights before.<br><br>Carefully, Anderson repeated his vows, then pulled Em's ring out of his pocket, collected after she'd taken it off for her bath. He placed it on her finger before her turn came to repeat her vows.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 04:36:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily slipped Anderson's ring off his finger, only to slip it right back on after repeating her vows to him.&nbsp; Just like the last time she wore a huge grin as she said them, her voice filled with the heartfelt promises.&nbsp; The air around her seemed to thrum to the beat of her heart.&nbsp; The difference this time was that she made the promises before an audience and she had to work to say them loud enough to be heard.&nbsp; Not because she didn't want them heard, she wanted to shout them from rooftops, but because there were so many delightful emotions running through her body. <br><br>She barely waited for the magistrate to tell Anderson he could kiss his bride before she was leaning in to kiss him.&nbsp; Cheers went up around them as they were declared husband and wife.&nbsp; Em felt as if her body might just fly apart from all the joy flooding through her. The music and lyrics to Steven Curtis Chapman's "Every Little Kiss" began to roll through her mind.&nbsp; Her fingers tapped out the rhythm on his shoulder as they held one another and kissed.<br><br>Finally the kiss broke and she smiled ear to ear up at her husband.&nbsp; "You're too much, Rockstar.&nbsp; I love you.&nbsp; Thank you for this." <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 00:52:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The smile that had already been plastered across Anderson's face only grew at the sight of her glistening eyes when she thanked him, "<span class="bbc_u">Any</span>thing for you, baby," he told her. His nose brushed against hers as he began to pull away, and addressed their assembled guests. "Well, now that the business is taken care of, let's eat!"<br><br>Tables were erected, chairs placed around and platters of steaming fish tacos, bean and beef tacos and dishes of enchiladas were held aloft by the caterers as they came into the room and put the delicious food on the table. Anderson didn't wait on anyone, but grabbed two fish tacos for himself before sitting down, smiling at his guests and greeting them all while holding the tacos in one hand. When he came to his bandmates, each stood to embrace him, whispering in his ear how happy they were for him. <br><br>Anderson thanked them, patting each on the shoulder and promising to see them the following week in the studio. Anderson joined back up with Emily, who had been talking to Nate, and took her by the hand to the head of the table, a mere two feet away, and sat with her to eat their dinner. As they sat, Anderson leaned over and kissed her shoulder "You look radiant sweetie. I'm glad I could surprise you with this," he told her, pushing the first taco to his mouth and chomping on the tender fish inside as the shell crunched under his bite. The flavor of the spices hit his tongue immediately and he closed his eyes to savor the moment, leaning back in his chair with a wide grin on his face. He was content and happy...he was good with life.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 18:14:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily turned to their guests with him, a broad smile shining on her face.&nbsp; She gave Anderson's hand a light squeeze as she went to greet guests as well.&nbsp; Nate hugged her and kissed her temple.&nbsp; He offered his congratulations to her and wished them many happy years together.&nbsp; She hugged him once more just as Anderson arrived at her side.<br><br>As they sat Emily put enchiladas on her plate.&nbsp; She carefully cut small bites and made sure her napkin was in her lap.&nbsp; "I'm glad you could too.&nbsp; It's perfect." She patted his leg.&nbsp; "And I love the dress.&nbsp; I can't believe you did all this without me knowing you were up to anything at all until today."&nbsp; <br><br>She watched their gathered guests as she got a few bites in.&nbsp; She had never been one to dream of her wedding day, but now that they were celebrating it she couldn't imagine anything more perfect.&nbsp; Her heart soared and soul sang like they never had before.&nbsp; She knew, having already seen him in withdraw once, that life wasn't going to be a fairy tale all of the time, but it was going to be wonderful.&nbsp; There would be ups and downs, fights and she hoped one day hectic with kids, but she was sure that together she and Anderson could do anything.&nbsp; Her smile remained as she closed her eyes silently thankful for all she had.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 04:08:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The dinner party was noisy, filled with the life, love and beauty that was becoming the hallmark of Anderson and Em's life together. As the night wore on, many toasts were given to their happiness, Anderson's bandmates stood and actually had prepared speeches. Since none was asked to be the best man they all assumed the responsibility and gave a plethora of warnings to dear, sweet Emily in their crude and sometimes off colored attempts to make her blush. The atmosphere of mirth lasted late into the night until the partygoers bade farewell and returned to the Continental Hotel near the airport, where Anderson had booked them all rooms for their two days in Guatemala.<br><br>As the caterers cleaned and left, Anderson handed them each an envelop with more cash than they typically made in a month, thanking and sending them on their way before locking up the front door for the night.<br><br>Taking Em by the waist, he led her to the bedroom, holding her tightly to his side and humming the melody of their first song they sang together.Just in front of the bedroom, he dipped down and scooped her up into his arms, fulfilling the ancient traditions of grooms throughout so many cultures as he carried her over the threshold of their honeymoon suite. Taking her to the bed, he kissed her softly as he sat her down, his hands slipping the straps of her dress over her shoulders.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 04:34:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was Nate who made her blush the most.&nbsp; He regaled them all with a story about her awkward teen years and the one time she had attempted to come on to him.&nbsp; It ended with her in a very cold pool.&nbsp; &nbsp;Afterward though he wished them both the best and Emily looked ready to slide under the table.&nbsp; <br><br>By the time everyone else had gone Emily expected to be tired, but she wasn't.&nbsp; An excited nervousness fluttered through her.&nbsp; Now, not only had they made their commitment to one another but it was legal and official.&nbsp; It wouldn't be long before the PR storm began.&nbsp; They'd be headed home in the next day or two, recording would begin and it would be full speed ahead.&nbsp; &nbsp;That's where her thoughts were until Anderson scooped her up off her feet. <br><br>She laughed as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.&nbsp; "I love you." She smiled and laid her head against his shoulder.&nbsp; While he slipped the straps from her shoulders she unbuttoned his shirt.&nbsp; "You're constantly going to be keeping me on my toes aren't you?"&nbsp; She trailed kisses over his bared skin.&nbsp; "I like it by the way." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 05:05:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"On your toes," he said, adding quickly from the images dancing in his head, "or hanging in my dungeon." His voice had grown husky and full of desire as his piercing gaze came to rest on hers. He cupped her face in his hands and said, "I love you Em, with all of me...and no one has shown they can put up with me the way you can. You have my heart now," and with that he undressed her softly and bared her skin as she had done his.<br><br>Laying together, the made love slowly, passionately and meaningfully until the morning sun shot its rays through the East facing windows of the bedroom. Collapsing in their tired state, they rested a few hours before rising and gathering their things they wanted to take with them and loading up in the SUV that came to collect them. <br><br>As they were delivered to the airport, their bags were loaded and both fell together in the plane's comfortable couches and nodded off before Emily could even worry about her fear of taking off in a plane.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 05:17:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Neither woke during the flight until they were asked to prepare for landing.&nbsp; Anderson held Emily close and distracted her talking about recording, family building, any number of conversations that kept her mind off what she hated.&nbsp; The disembarked from the plane into another waiting SUV.&nbsp; Their bags were loaded into the black vehicle and the pair was whisked away to Darkness Mansion.&nbsp; <br><br>Em walked hand and hand with Anderson into their home.&nbsp; Over the last few days things like 'his' and 'hers' had been erased from her vocabulary.&nbsp; It was their home and going to be their life.&nbsp; The thought made her smile brightly.&nbsp; "We're home." She sighed happily.&nbsp; "Our home Rockstar."&nbsp; She squeezed his hand lightly. <br><br>"So when does the madness begin?" She asked referring to recording and dealing with all the questions that were sure to come about their surprise, private wedding.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 10:39:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anderson dropped their bags in the entry way and nearly collapsed on the first low sitting piece of furniture he approached. He let the silence envelope him after Emily's question, taking his precious time to thoughtfully answer her. He felt the quiet of his home seep back into his pores, and realized how greatly his missed this sanctuary when he was away. The aroma of the air around Seattle, the solitude of his home's setting, all of it gave him rest for his soul that he was blissfully unaware of in his external mind when he'd struggled with addiction. Now, freed from the chains of the drugs that had held him, he was awakened to so many new things and with Em's arrival in his life he realized just how much time he had wasted in the years past.<br><br>"I'm thinking it will be in a couple of days, darling," he told her, "and I need to get busy putting together a few items for the band to start rehearsing. BUT, first...I need food."<br><br>Picking up his cell phone, he dialed Edward's number and waited for him to answer. Asking if any night staff had been brought back yet, he found that they had the house entirely to themselves. A gleam hit his eyes for just a moment as he thought of all the delicious ways and places he could make Em scream for more of him, but then that gleam was stolen by his tiredness. After he hung up with Edward, he got up. "Ok, house is all ours...must forage," and he wandered to the kitchen to look for food.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 15:03:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily took a few quick steps to catch up with Anderson and tucked herself under his arm.&nbsp; "Why don't I cook for you baby?" She gave his hip a light squeeze.&nbsp; "I think I'd really like to cook dinner for my husband." She smiled broadly and laid her head against his shoulder.&nbsp; <br><br>When they reached the kitchen she searched the fridge with him and discovered it had been restocked for their arrival at least.&nbsp; She pulled out numerous vegetables and some chicken.&nbsp; She made quick work of chopping the veggies and meat.&nbsp; Once the chicken was browned she tossed the veggies into the pan to heat them and soften them a bit.&nbsp; Em was by far no five start chef, but she could put together a decent stir fry.&nbsp; While everything steamed together she found the minute rice and popped it in the microwave. <br><br>"It won't win any awards." She said to Anderson softly.&nbsp; "But it should fill ya up, husband." She smiled brightly at him.&nbsp; She liked the domestic moment and felt a bit like maybe she should be wearing an apron, but definitely not the heels and pearls.&nbsp; She snickered at the picture of Lucile Ball that jumped to her mind.&nbsp; She looked up at Anderson with the thoughts that followed that one.&nbsp; There was a question in her mind, but she wasn't sure now was the time to discuss it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 06:38:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The transformation into domestication was having strange effects on Anderson's head. He usually found himself obsessing over future practice and tour dates, or working through complex transitions for pieces the band had been recording lately. Now, he found himself just present in the moment, experiencing life through a fresh set of eyes. He wondered momentarily if this was how professional artists began to lose themselves and fall out of popularity...how they became lazy in their creativity and stopped applying any sort of work ethic.<br><br>Letting his mind wander as he watched Em work away at their meal, he suddenly realized that he wasn't being lazy or changing how he conducted himself, but that life had simply evolved into a new place. He still had work to do, and it was damn fun work too. He began to ponder the ways that he would need to make adjustments, the things he would have to change in order to have family and work life blend together well. <br><br>As she sat his plate in front of him, Anderson was shaken from his reverie and smiled at Em. "Thank you, lovely wife," he said to her. "How would you like to jam for awhile when we're done eating?" he asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 15:25:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm I'd love a jam session." She grinned.&nbsp; "I'd love to put in some work on a few of the ides we had while we were away.&nbsp; And any chance I get to watch you with a guitar in your hands is an opportunity I'm going to jump on.&nbsp; You're amazingly hot, Rockstar and the guitar just tops off the picture." <br><br>Her foot brushed up the back of his calf as she spoke.&nbsp; She smiled at him as she began to eat her meal.&nbsp; "I thought maybe the day you and the boys get back in the studio I'd arrange a dinner for them.&nbsp; You know, some time to hang out and relax in the midst of all the work, some good food to keep you all energized."&nbsp; She paused a bit.&nbsp; &nbsp;"You looked like you were lost in a bit of thought there while I was cooking, anything you want to talk about?" <br><br>Her mind was already working on what kind of meal she might serve, of course she would let the staff cook it so it would be more than edible, it would be delicious.&nbsp; Maybe she would get the cook to show her a few things and help her improve her cooking skills.&nbsp; She enjoyed doing things for Anderson she'd found.&nbsp; And back in their home she had a real desire to do so.&nbsp; She'd never pictured herself being so domestic, but now she wanted it.&nbsp; The thought made her smile and a little flutter begin in her stomach. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 01:30:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Savoring each bite, and the presence of Emily, Anderson slowly took in each fork full of his meal. Their flirty chit chat enthralled him, just as their every moment together did. He wondered for a small instant what their life might be like in 5 or 10 years. How many kidlets would they have biting their ankles? Where would they vacation? How close would his band stay?<br><br>He didn't know the answers at that moment, and he didn't really care either...he just loved Em more than anything else. "Dinner would be great with the band. I'm sure they'd enjoy being here with us in a bit more relaxed setting," he said with his characteristic wink and nod.<br><br>As their meal finished, they deposited their dirty dishes in the sink and he took Emily by the hand, "I have staff to take care of those, come with me," he said as he led her down the hall toward the practice studio.<br><br>Inside, the room hadn't been transformed in the least, except for the addition of Emily's guitar on a stand next to Anderson's favorite practice guitar. He walked across the room after the door shut softly behind them, picked up Emily's guitar and handed it to her. As he was reaching for his own, he asked, "What do you feel like tonight, sweetheart?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 03:48:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily looked down at the sink and back up to Anderson.&nbsp; It would take for her to get used to having a staff.&nbsp; Until he'd moved her in with him she'd done everything for herself.&nbsp; "Old habits die hard, baby." She chuckled following him down the hall.&nbsp; She laced her fingers with his and marveled at how light and energetic she felt.&nbsp; <br><br>Seeing her guitar next to Anderson's didn't surprise her.&nbsp; It looked, it felt right.&nbsp; She smiled brightly at her husband as settled on a stool with the guitar.&nbsp; She drew the pick across the strings and made a face.&nbsp; A few of the strings were out of tune so she picked up a tuner and set about the work.&nbsp; "I don't know what I feel like playing.&nbsp; Well I do know, but it's cheesy." She laughed.&nbsp; "I just feel so good and so light.&nbsp; Excited, almost fluttery.&nbsp; I want to play something like that.&nbsp; I want to close my eyes and open myself up to you again.&nbsp; I have this feeling it would just come out as saccharine, bouncy...dare I say it pop."&nbsp; She wrinkled her nose.&nbsp; <br><br>She pretty much hated pop music.&nbsp; It wasn't really what she wanted to use to express what she was feeling.&nbsp; She couldn't quite pin down what she was feeling either.&nbsp; Something about tonight was different.&nbsp; Maybe it was just being back home, with her husband.&nbsp; It was truly her home now.&nbsp; It was all real.&nbsp; It wasn't some dream.&nbsp; As soon as this dream had come true she'd started dreaming of their future.&nbsp; Being his number one cheerleader, supporting each other in growing careers, and somewhere down the line a family. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brian Boru</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 04:07:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A warm smile on his face, Brian stood from his practice stool and slung his strap over his shoulder as he began to pick slowly the opening notes to a little song he thought of as Emily shared her mood with him. "I think you should know this old tune," he told her before he started to sing slowly.<br><br>In a neat little town they call Brockton<br>Apprenticed in trade I was bound <br>And many an hour's sweet happiness <br>I spent in that neat little town <br>Then bad misfortune befell me <br>That caused me to stray from the land <br>Far away from my friends and companions <br>To follow the black velvet band <br><br>In the last line Anderson had picked up the rhythm, to a fast, punk beat as he began to dance around a bit and invited Em to join him on the second verse<br><br>Well, I was out strolling one evening <br>Not intending to stay very long <br>When I met a frolicsome damsel<br>As she came tripping along<br>A watch she pulled out her pocket<br>And slipped it right into my hand <br>On the very first night that I met her,<br>Bad luck to the black velvet band <br><br>As Emily joined in, she too rose out of her seat, catching the punk beat that Anderson was strumming and singing to and hopping about as she began to sing with him and play her heart out. They joined their voices in a shouting chorus...<br><br>Her eyes they shone like the diamonds <br>You'd think she was queen of the land <br>And her hair hung over her shoulder <br>Tied up in a black velvet band<br><br>Their eyes and lips smiling in the joy of their music together as they had fun once again, just playing and enjoying their music.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Broken Transformed [Brian Boru and Ink Slinger]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 18:58:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As always, Emily had no problem following Anderson.&nbsp; As he picked up the pace and began to dance around she laughed before joining him.&nbsp; Light danced in her eyes and her mirth was clear in her tone as she joined him in singing.&nbsp; It had been a while since her Dropkick Murphy's phase, but she roughly knew the song.<br><br><em>Before judge and jury next morning <br>Both of us did appear <br>A gentleman claimed his jewelry<br>And the case against us was clear <br>Now seven long years transportation <br>Right down to Van Dieman's land <br>Far away from my friends and companions <br>To follow the black velvet band </em><br><br>She hopped and danced around with Anderson as they sang.&nbsp; She sang the lyrics out loudly and broken up by giggles.&nbsp; This time she also paid attention to what she was feeling inside.&nbsp; Nate had once taught her how to control her ability and the more time she spent with Anderson the easier it became to do it once more.<br><br><em>Her eyes they shone like the diamonds <br>You'd think she was queen of the land <br>And her hair hung over her shoulder <br>Tied up with a black velvet band <br><br>So come all you jolly young fellows <br>I'd have you take warning by me <br>Whenever you're out on the liquor <br>Beware of the pretty Emily</em><br><br>She laughed as they both substituted her name into the lyrics.&nbsp; Now she was facing Anderson, not just dancing along with him as they sang, but dancing with him.&nbsp; Or dancing with him as best she could with them each holding a guitar in their hands bouncing around and singing.&nbsp; That also when she let go on her ability. <br><br>Pure, unadulterated joy burst from her and brilliant light filled the room.&nbsp; It reflected and sparkled off every metal and lacquered surface in the room, bathing them both in radiance. Emily's smile stretched from ear to ear as she watched her husband enjoy it all as much as she did.
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