Surviving Seattle (kasen03 & purple)
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				Title: <strong>Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 12:57:19</strong>
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				Now,<br><br>The 5:20 commuter train heading to Renton is unusually empty.&nbsp; Over the last couple days there have been a smattering reports of a bizarre rioting that's been occuring in various cities across the country.&nbsp; Details are sketchy, however in at least two cases (New York and San Antonia) the national guard have been called out.&nbsp; Ethnic unrest?&nbsp; Organized crime?&nbsp; no one is quite sure of what is causing it.<br><br>It's easy to dismiss those reports as 'someone elses problem'&nbsp; It's not happening in my backyard..so it just becomes compelling TV.&nbsp; Not even front page news.&nbsp; The newspapers which various people carry seem to be more playing the sudden upswing in the economy then anything else.<br><br>The train isn't full..but every other seat is filled.&nbsp; Business men coming home.. parents with thier children after a trip to the big city.&nbsp; Students.. even some punk kids.. the train is a cross section of socity as it winds it's way between an industrial plaza and a residential area, just passing SEA TAC, the Seattle International Airport.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 17:27:43</strong>
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				Kimberly slept in her seat, exhausted from the long trip into the city.&nbsp; It was her first time in a big city, but soon she would be heading off on her own, going to college.&nbsp; And Seattle was the closest city to home.&nbsp; Not that she wanted to stay close to home, but she had to look their first or else her parents wouldn't let her even conisder anywhere else.&nbsp; Turning a little in her sleep to face the other direction, her thick golden-red hair fell over her face, covering most of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 17:37:21</strong>
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				Stefan sat in one of the windowseats, watching the large factories go by.&nbsp; Infront of him on the floor is a large backpack that has several state and province badges on it..most prominant is a large Canadian Flag.&nbsp; He's in his early thirties, and has a goatee..a large squared shoulders and kind hazel eyes.&nbsp; How he got to be on the commuter train is a story in itself, but that's one for the past.<br><br>Two strangers on a train.. when the world is about to change.<br><br>Stefan looks curiously out the window.&nbsp; We pass over the I405 going east, and the highway is an utter traffic jam..contrasting the light half empty commuter train.&nbsp; Then as the train goes back into industrial wasteland.. there are several accidents.. in one a 3 ton truck has rolled sideways through an intersection.. and the people around appear to be running in a panic.&nbsp; Through the window on the train, it's easy to disassociate.. just like if it was another news broadcast.<br><br>Suddenly it becomes very real.&nbsp; The train lurches, and is filled with the squeel of steel on steel as the brakes lock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 17:44:09</strong>
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				The sudden movement of the train threw Kimberly forward into the seat in front of her.&nbsp; Dazed, she slid onto the floor uncertain as to what had happened.&nbsp; Trying to shake her head to think clearly, she realized it only made it worse as she got very dizzy.&nbsp; Grateful she was already on the floor and didn't have far to fall, she leaned her head on the seat for a moment to stop its spinning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 17:49:04</strong>
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				Stefan is jostled..but he stays in his seat.&nbsp; All around commuters are being pitched around..and then suddenly the horrific happens.&nbsp; Stefan catches a glimpse of white through the window as he sees the train cars ahead leaning unnaturally to the left..and then..the stopping motion twist as the car is derailed.&nbsp; The wall..then the ceiling becomes the floor as the entire traincar rolls 180 degrees..still decellerating.<br><br>Stefan reaches down..twisting the arm of his back around his arm..and is then pulled forward as the train becomes one large fairground ride.<br><br>The lights spark and fail, but the daylight outside is enough to filter through the smoke and dust as the train comes to a stop.&nbsp; It's filled with the cries, moaning and screams of commuters..the groaning of stressed steel and various sounds of broken glass and metal<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 17:55:24</strong>
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				If Kimberly had been dizzy and disoriented before it was nothing compared to now.&nbsp; Unable to think clearly, she lay in a crumpled heap.&nbsp; She thought that maybe she was on the ceiling, but that couldn't be right.&nbsp; Gingerly she tried to move but found she was terribly sore, so for lack of anything better to do, she lay there quietly, trying to orient herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 17:58:12</strong>
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				Stefan finds himself winded, coughing slightly which fires pain through his chest.&nbsp; All around people are in various states of wellbeing.&nbsp; He pushes himself up with one wrist..then tries to grab his bag..wincing in pain as he tries to move his right hand.<br><br>He shifts the bag to his left and looks around..he's laying nearby this teenaged girl..crawling close..over the track lighting which is now the floor, he reaches for her face with his left hand. "Hey..hey there..you okay?&nbsp; We should get out of the train.." <br><br>People are starting to push open the emergency egress windows..and others are crawling through thbe broken ones..unfortunatly cutting themselves up in the process.<br><br>Faintly..in the distance..a moaning seems to be overtaking all the muted gasps and cries of the injuired.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:02:01</strong>
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				It takes a moment for Kimberly to realize that someone is speaking to her.&nbsp; She opens her eyes and looks toward him, trying to nod her head yes.&nbsp; Shoots of pain explode behind her eyes, so she closes them again and instead she softly whispers, "I think so.&nbsp; I...what happened?"&nbsp; The pain receded enough for her to realize that something terrible had happened.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:10:51</strong>
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				Stefan reaches to brush your hair back from your eyes.. all around people are starting to crawl out of both sides. "I think something happened.." okay..understatement. "the train derailed.. it's okay..you look like you've just been banged around..is anything broken? Can you feel your fingers and toes?"<br><br>He looks around..others are starting to make their way to the exits.."Come on..can you crawl this way..there is a window we can leave from." he's being very careful with his right arm..tucking it against his body defensively..as it hurts to even remotely move his hand or wrist...and his sides ache..but the self preservation is stronger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:14:26</strong>
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				"Oh," Kimberly replied, not quite grasping the full impact of what he said.&nbsp; "I...I don't think anything's broken."&nbsp; She wiggled her toes and fingers and added, "I can feel them.&nbsp; I'm okay...let's go."&nbsp; She tried to sit up but had to wait as the dizzy feeling returned for a minute.&nbsp; After that she was more cautious as she slowly got into a crawling position, definately not ready to try standing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:23:30</strong>
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				Stefan crawls with you towards the window..but as he does so he finds that his sides are aching more and more..and once he needs to stop..doubling over in the twilight of the train car in pain.&nbsp; There is definately a moan from the other side.. the side that was closest to the industrial side..the side with all the accidents.<br><br>Outside..more screams start anew..but it's easy to dismiss that as part of accident that's happen.&nbsp; There is abit of a group by the window..so we have a moment..in so I gasp..breathing hurts my sides..and my right hand is throbbing. "I'm sure ambulances will be by soon" I reassure you..reaching to brush your hair back.."You sure you're okay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:27:20</strong>
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				Reaching out to help in some way, Kimberly asks, "Are you all right?&nbsp; I'm fine...really."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:37:40</strong>
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				He nods.."Just..alittle winded..that's all" he grimaces.."And my hand..look..we're up." <br><br>Behind the screams..and the moans are getting more frantic as out of sight..the zombies which caused the derailment are starting to feast on the other side of the train.<br><br>Stefan lets Kimberly out first, crawling out behind..careful of any glass and still tugging his large back with one hand.&nbsp; Outside..the sun peeks through grey clouds casting abit of a pall over the day.&nbsp; On either side smoke raises from the derailed train, clouding vision for too far..and people mill about..freeing themselves..or going to tend to others..oblivious of what's going on at the other side of the train.&nbsp; Up ahead..Stefan spies some grass just on the other side of the tracks.. "Come..let's go there.. it's better then sitting on the tracks for when the amublances come."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:40:36</strong>
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				Very cautiously, Kimberly stands upright.&nbsp; Finally stable she turns to see if the man needs any help and nods in agreement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:42:48</strong>
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				Stefan tries to stand..but finds that he's in too much pain.&nbsp; He keeps bent over..and makes his way up the side and over the tracks to a green patch on the other side.&nbsp; Down from the tracks there is a fence..across the fence a ditch..and then some residential area.&nbsp; The streets are onmiously empty..but then it's the middle of the afternoon..everyone is at work..right?<br><br>Down along the sides.. a commotion seems to be starting..people are fleeing..forward..backwards..it's looking chaotic.&nbsp; Looking close..you can see others from the train lunging about..as if they are trying to get anyone within arm's reach.<br><br>"What's going on?" he says softly.."It looks like people are spazzing out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 18:49:02</strong>
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				Nodding, Kimberly says, "That's too weird.&nbsp; Why would they be acting like that?"&nbsp; Then she turns back in concern, "You might be hurt bad, maybe broken ribs.&nbsp; I wonder how long it will take ambulances to get here."&nbsp; She sounds worried and she gently puts her hand on him arm, hoping to comfort him just a little.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-04-2006, 18:48:12</strong>
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				He shakes his head back..trying to look strong. "I'm just winded..that's all.. I think I banged my wrist too" yeah..banged..that's why he's tenderly cradling it protectively..and it's going bright red with the pooling of blood.<br><br>In the crowd..it's getting abit more violent...there are screams..and Stefan swears he just saw someone BITE someone else.&nbsp; Lookingaround..there are no ambulances..no helicopters..or anything.<br><br>"I.." he looks at you.."We shoulld move..I think"&nbsp; He looks along the fence keeping the urban areas from the train tracks..lucky it's worn down enough to find a place where the fence has pulled away making a crawl space.&nbsp; He points it out..<br><br>(logging in from the inlaws)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 03:25:32</strong>
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				Noticing the blood for the first time, Kimberly looks around for something to try to staunch the bleeding.&nbsp; Remembering a first aid class she had taken to be a life guard, she decided to rip off the bottom of her t-shirt, thank goodness it was long enough, for a makeshift bandage.&nbsp; While he is talking and looking into the crowd, she pushes up his sleeve to find the source of the bleeding and then she wraps the cloth around it, tying it in a knot.<br><br>When he mentioned that they should leave, Kimberly looked at him questioningly, but still acted quickly sensing fear in his voice.&nbsp; She stood and reached out a hand to help him up as well before heading over to the space between the fence and the ground.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 14:44:32</strong>
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				At first Stefan winces and pulls his arm back.. "Ouch..that hurts...careful" but finally relents.<br><br>His wrist is very red..it's also scraped up and bleeding from there..his one finger is sortof at an unnatural angle.&nbsp; Something is probably broken inside.&nbsp; He winces...biting his lip as you bind his arm.<br><br>Around us..the panic'd hordes are getting more.&nbsp; Those attacking seem to be in a mindless bloodlust.. moaning..biting..scratching.&nbsp; The rank smell starts to waft over us.<br><br>"We gotta move..there.." he points and then starts to walk in a stoop..obviously in pain..to the fence.&nbsp; Getting there, it's a matter of crouching.pushing the backpack through..then wiggling through.<br><br>A couple detach from the horde to start coming after us.&nbsp; Looking in their eyes..they are just milky white..no pupil..their jaws and mouth bloody..hands raised.&nbsp; <br><br>I pull you through with my good arm..and then scamper..the adrenaline covering thepain as we cross the freight tracks..then the gully..up the other side to cross the traffic barrier and finally we're on a street.&nbsp; In the distance towards town an air-raid siren starts to wail... somehow it seems fitting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 15:03:35</strong>
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				Kimberly follows Stefan, hurrying to keep pace with his longer legs, glancing behind to see if the...people...were following them.<br><br>Kimberly turns and looks up at Stefan, seeking reassurance and hoping that he will know what to do.&nbsp; She's never been so frightened, even though she really doesn't yet believe what she saw.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 22:18:40</strong>
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				Stefan pauses at the road.. thankful to have Kimberly to lean on.&nbsp; He winces..his stomach in stitches.. but looking back is all the incentive he needs.<br><br>At the fence... the two that had followed are clawing at the fence...they don't have the sense to crawl under..but instead claw with bloodied fingers..and even are gnawing at the fence.<br><br>"Something right isn't going on." he coughs.. leaning heavily on you for a moment.&nbsp; He looks forward..it's stranger..even here there is a place where a car has veered off the road and into a lamp..and it's just there..left there.&nbsp; "come on.. I don't know if ambulances are coming..but let's go see if someone can help us out." he points at a nearby house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 22:58:14</strong>
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				Kimberly sees the pain that Stefan is in and reaches one hand around his waist hoping to support him better so they could get out of there safely.&nbsp; When he glances back, she tries to urge him on, not wanting to stay there any longer and not wanting to look at what she's refusing to believe.<br><br>Nodding in agreement, Kimberly begins to walk quickly, trying to help him, towards the house he had referred to, her eyes glowing with determination, her survival instincts kicking in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 23:02:24</strong>
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				Stefan winces more as you grab his side, but he heads with you towards the house.&nbsp; Hammering on the door, he coughs.. no answer.<br><br>He looks back..the crazed two are still at the fence..but there are some more..right now at that crashed car..clawing their way through the broken glass.. <br><br>"I.. let's go around back.. maybe they left the back door unlocked.." cough "most people leave their backdoor unlocked." he frowns.."We could find a phone... phone someone"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 23:10:46</strong>
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				Not sure that they shouldn't just try to steal a car and hightail it out of there, Kimberly does as he suggests.&nbsp; He's older and wiser so surely he would know much better than herself what to do.&nbsp; It was only her fear that made her think of stealing of something.&nbsp; She slowly walked around the back, still trying to make it easier for him to walk.&nbsp; Kimberly tried to hurry, but it was hard to do without hurting Stefan more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 23:35:44</strong>
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				Around the side..the garage was hanging open.&nbsp; It looks like the belongings of the garage were rumaged through in a rush as well.<br><br>He goes to the door on the inside and frowns...locked.&nbsp; He coughs and holds his side for a moment.. then looks around the garage, before pointing back by the door. "Go there.. " there is one pllace where it's not as finished..and there are bare studs. "I bet you will find a key hanging.. people always like to hide keys for their place"&nbsp; <br><br>He leans against the door.. reaching to flick on the garage light and hit the buttom to close the garage door.<br><br>And true to form..by the wall you see a key hanging up tucked behind out of the way..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 23:41:15</strong>
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				Kimberly looks around the garage is confusion, obviously not knowing what to look for.&nbsp; She nearly lets out the one expletive she knows when Stefan is unable to open the door and begins to give up when she listens to him and looks up...finding a key.&nbsp; Reaching up to get it she quickly pulls down and rushes over to the door, inserting it into the lock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:00:23</strong>
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				It 'looks like the inhabitents left in a hurry..but none the less. "I tried knocking..and I just want to phone the police or something.. because of those..whatever..those crazy people." he tries to reassure why he's breaking and entering.&nbsp; Outside ont he street the sound of moaning is louder.<br><br>Turning the key he half falls into the building..it's obvious he's weak with th epain of his injuries.&nbsp; Inside the small kitchen we've stumbled into..the tornado looks to be the same.&nbsp; Cupboards are open and everyhthing that was within arm's reach and non-perishable has been removed..some cans are laying about. "This..doesn't look too good" he says nerviously..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:03:42</strong>
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				Kimberly looks around in silence, her mouth slightly open in surprise.&nbsp; Turning to look at Stefan it is apparent she is shocked.&nbsp; But seeing him in pain reminds her of the danger.&nbsp; "What do we do now?"&nbsp; Trying to be strong and brave, Kimberly blinks away the tears springing to her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:09:03</strong>
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				He looks around.. "See if you can find.. any banadages.. and painkillers.. I .." he winces.."Find whatever you can..look upstairs."&nbsp; He moves to the kictchen counter..lucky this place has a TV by the phone..he turns it on..most of the channels are gone..replaced by a warning from the emergency broadcast.&nbsp; He absently watches it while dialing.. leaning over heavily on the counter on the phone.&nbsp; <em>(you can metapose what you find and stuff)</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:22:20</strong>
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				Kimberly nods and quickly rushes upstairs.&nbsp; Finding a bathroom she goes to the medicine cabinet and grabs a bottle of tylenol.&nbsp; Looking around the room she sees a small closet and searches it to find a small first-aid kit.&nbsp; She grabs some washcloths from it as well and runs back downstairs with everything.&nbsp; When she comes back into the room she goes over to where Stefan is, placing everything on the counter.&nbsp; Searching through the cabinets she finds a glass and fills it with water from the sink.&nbsp; Turning to Stefan she hands him the water and opens the tylenol.&nbsp; "How many do you want?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:25:02</strong>
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				He looks up..he's still holding the phone..on it is the 'busy signal'.. staring at the tv. "A..couple.. I need to get rid of this pain" he lets the phone just drop. "Police.. Ambulance.. Fire.. 911.. every line busy.&nbsp; They say there is widescale rioting in the city.. " <br><br>There is a sudden THUMP at the door..then a scratching..nails on wood.<br><br>He looks up at you.."We're not safe here.. the windows.. too many ways in." he looks at you with cold determination
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:27:40</strong>
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				Kimberly quickly gives him two tylenol and replaces the cap quickly, pocketing the medication.&nbsp; Stuffing the washcloths in her other pocket she grabs the kit again and replies simply, "Where to?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:39:39</strong>
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				Stefan quickly gulps down the pills..hearing a crash..front of the house..one of the front windows.<br><br>"Backdoor right now..they don't appear to be smart..just... crazy." he closes his eyes for a moment. "We need to find a car or something.. get away from those... whatevers.&nbsp; We need to find someplace safe..someplace with no windows..a heavy door..that we can hide in."<br><br>He looks around.. too bad there isn't a handy flashlight.. portable radio or the like.&nbsp; He does reach and grab a large chef's knife.. sure..he can barely stand..but it makes him feel more prepared if he needs to defend us.<br><br>He points to the back sliding door, making his way over there leaning on you. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 01:27:46</strong>
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				Kimberly waits for Stefan and then helps him to the back door as quickly as possible.&nbsp; Shaking she is so scared, Kimberly tries her best to be steady and not show if, not wanting to hurt Stefan any or to be a hindrance.&nbsp; She tries to remember if she had seen any cars that they might be able to steal and then reprimands herself for doing so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 02:35:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The moaning noises are louder, as are the breaking of glass and thumping on the door as we duck out the back.&nbsp; A quick glance shows a surburban backyard..fenced.. patio..bbq..the usual.&nbsp; He points.."it's gonna be hard..but I don't dare go back out front" guiding you quickly across the yard to the fence.<br><br>It must be sheer adrenaline which helps him over..landing on the bag he shrugged over the waist high fence first.&nbsp; He takes several breaths then pulls himself up as you get over the fence lithely.&nbsp; "We gotta find someplace safe..." he reitereates the obvious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 04:06:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Frightened, Kimberly looks back once more as they flee the house.&nbsp; She wishes that they had a plan, but knows that is impossible.&nbsp; Climbing easily over the fence, Kimberly looks around hoping to find an empty vehicle...preferably with the keys inside.&nbsp; She nods, agreeing that they must get somewhere safe and soon.&nbsp; But for the life of her she doesn't know what to do or where to go.&nbsp; She'd never even been to the city before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 12:28:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				We run up to the next house.. nothing here either.&nbsp; But the house next door to it..we're in luck - sort of.&nbsp; They have a small RV parked in the back..obviously left behind when the inhabitants fled.<br><br>Stefan looks back..not sure how much time they have..but right now.. flight seems to be the best idea.&nbsp; Checking the door, he's surprised to find the door to the RV open.&nbsp; Grunting, he ducks inside and makes his way to the front.&nbsp; He looks at the driver's seat..but..he knows he can't do that.&nbsp; He flops down with a soft cry into the passenger seat.. gasping for breath painfully. "Keys.. somewhere..glovebox.. visor.." his eyes clenched.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 18:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly looks at the RV certain there will be no luck in finding keys...who would leave them lying around in the big city anyway.&nbsp; Still, at Stefan's pain she decides it's worth a chance to look for them.&nbsp; She looks behind the visors, in the console, in the glove box, under the seat.&nbsp; And that's where she actually finds them.&nbsp; Looking up at him surprised, she actually giggles a bit.&nbsp; Quickly she jumps into the driver's seat, hoping it will be like driving her old pick-up back home.&nbsp; Thrusting the keys into the ignition, she slams her door shut and turns the key, sighing gratefully when it starts.&nbsp; "Ready," she asks as she puts the RV in gear and slowly leaves the yard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 19:15:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is leaning in the chair.. half sideways.. not properly..but trying to get into a position that gives the least pain to his abdomen.&nbsp; His eyes are held closed and there is a pained expression on his lips.&nbsp; He nods curtly to acknowledge you..but for the time being you appear to be on your own.<br><br>Pulling the RV out of the driveway.. you see down the street the odd car that's been pulled off the road.&nbsp; There are small bands of those crazed people coming down from where the train is.. and the other way.. you see a car driving away.. the airraide siren still blaring.<br><br>As the car comes to life..so does the radio.<br><br><em>"This is WCPR 109... repeating the emergency message.&nbsp; A state of emergency has been declared in the greater Washington State.&nbsp; All citizens are to stay indoors and do not open the door except for police or military.&nbsp; There have been reports of rioting across the city, and highways leaving the cities are jammed."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 19:21:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trying hard not to panic Kimberly turns to glance at Stefan before returning her eyes to the road, "What should I do?&nbsp; How will we get out of the city?"&nbsp; She slowly speeds up while waiting for an answer.&nbsp; She almost cursed her decision to come to the city but then thought that if she wasn't in the city then this man wouldn't have anyone to help him.&nbsp; And that was enough to calm herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 19:24:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His breathing is slowing.. but he's still conscious.&nbsp; He uses the seatbelts to pull himself up to look out.. "Turn left..then..try to make your way down the street.. I.. I don't know Seattle..I'm new here myself." he coughs.. "We need to find someplace safe..not a house.. someplace with no windows.. that we can barracade the doors.<br><br>He looks up at you.. "I'm going to be okay.. and you are too..don't worry..you're doing great" he tries to reassure you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 19:27:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly looks at Stefan with concern.&nbsp; Somehow she needed to at least get him a comfortable place to rest if not medical attention.&nbsp; Still, she was glad she had thought to bring the first aid kit.&nbsp; She dutifully turned left and kept an eye out for just such a building as he described.&nbsp; "Thank you," she replied at his reassurances.&nbsp; She hoped that he was right, and she realized that together they had a much better chance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 20:31:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Now was the time I'd be opening Mapquest to help map our journey..but I just have a quick break from my meeting.. so I'll wing it.&nbsp; I do have an idea of where we're gonna find:) Muhahah)<br><br>The residential area spills over into a slightly slummy looking commercial area.&nbsp; There arn't many cars on the road, but you do see the odd band of.. the..whatever..they are..they look like regular folk..except they are bloody..and all doing the zombie-walk.<br><br>"There" I sudden interupt..pointing. "That place.. trust me..it will work."<br><br><em>Zanzibar.. Girls Girls Girls </em> advertizes the sign.&nbsp; The building looks like it was at one point some sortof small warehouse/style shop..but all the windows are bricked over.. there is only a large heavy fire door around the back and heavy closed doors..no windows.. for the front.&nbsp; As repugnant as hiding out in a strip-club seems.. there are no windows..and heavy controlled entrances.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 20:45:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly grows a little weary as the scenery changes dramatically.&nbsp; But she nods an agreement knowing that Stefan would know better than she where would be safe.&nbsp; She quickly pulls as closely as she can to the front, hoping to make it easier for him to get inside and to keep those...creatures...away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 22:11:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan half falls out of the cab of the RV.&nbsp; "I'm okay.. " he reassures you.. going up to the front door.&nbsp; Thankfully it's not locked.. there is music playing inside.&nbsp; On the street there doesn't appear to be any of those things around... at least for now.<br><br>Inside..it's dark..the walls faintly lit by hooded lamps.. and there is a repugnant smell in the air.&nbsp; There is a light over by the bar, and it looks to be a television screen which has just some flickering news casts on it.<br><br>"Hello?" Stefan calls out weakly..then seeing a bar by the front door, he pulls the doors closed, pulls the deadbolt across.. then lays the metal bar between the reinforced metal doors.&nbsp; "Some chairs.. wouldn't hurt this" he comments as he comes into the bar.. "Hello..anyone here?" he calls out again.&nbsp; <br><br>Evidently this place is empty too.&nbsp; Apart from the TV, there is a cash register.. hanging open.. all the bills gone.. and it looks like whoever left took several bottles of booze as well.<br><br>"...A general state of emergency has been called for the greater Seattle area.&nbsp; Residents are being advised to stay in their homes until the military can establish control over the rioters.&nbsp; All reserve fire fighters, police and military personal are to report to their offices, or to Fort Lewis for reassignments..." the TV drones on.. there is no picture tho.. just the 'emergency broadcast system'<br><br>"Back..door." I groan..and then head to the closest couch to lay down.. my shirt slightly stained around my waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-05-2006, 06:39:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly looks carefully around at the dark interior.&nbsp; Tentatively she begins to explore the immediate area when Stefan tells her about a back door.&nbsp; Quickly she rushes to the back to look for one.&nbsp; Finding it, she is grateful to see a similar set-up to the one in the front only she can tell that there is no handle from the outside.&nbsp; Probably meant to help keep unsavories out.&nbsp; Still, she spies a big desk from a room across the hall and pushes it slowly in front of the door as an extra precaution.&nbsp; Returning to Stefan she quickly goes around the perimeter of the buidling to insure there are no other entrances or windows.&nbsp; Thankfully finding none she runs back to Stefan to check on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-05-2006, 14:55:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan has made his way behind the bar, finding a bottle of water.&nbsp; Taking out two more of the extra strength pain killers..he's swallowed them..gulped down the water.which made his sides hurt more..and found a couch to curl up..laying along it.<br><br>When you come over he moans softly.. "I think we're safe..for now.." he groans softly.."I hurt.. my wrist I think is broken.. and my sides.." there is a red stain across his shirt and the top of his pants..his right side.&nbsp; He opens his eyes.. "I think something fucked up is going on.. really fucked up." His eyes blink then focus on your face.. "I don't even know your name" slowly slumps back..the drugs and exhertion overtaking him.. falling asleep..or passing out. <em>(and being just a mite melodramatic :D )</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-05-2006, 21:55:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly finds Stefan on a couch and kneels beside him.&nbsp; She begins to check his wrist as he speaks.&nbsp; Thankfully he passed out or fell asleep, because setting a broken bone was something all farm girls could do.&nbsp; Quickly she snapped it back into place and retreived an ace bandage from the first-aid kit, wrapping it up tightly.<br><br>Then she pulled up his shirt to examine his side, hoping as she did so that it wasn't serious and thanking her lucky stars that she had been tucked in between seats so that both of them were not injured badly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 00:58:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(grins..and hopes you don't mind me interupting your pose)<br><br>There isn't any apparent bone out of place..there isn't anything dislocated either.&nbsp; His wrist is swelling up something.. as you touch it he gasps and wakes up. "Sorry..I..drifted off there." he looks down.. "It's gonna be okay..but I need to immobalize it.&nbsp; maybe if you can find something to splint it.. and then immobalize it.. duct tape.. anything. (which there is behind the counter..some metal rods used as stir sticks and duct tape, as well as towels to give it abit of padding inside..voila..a cast)<br><br>When you open up his shirt, you notice that his sides are bleeding slightly from some abbrasions.. but they look mostly superficial.&nbsp; He has a dark deep purple bruise forming..but there isn't anything that indicates it's anything other then some abdominal bruising...&nbsp; &nbsp;He looks up at you as you check out his slightly overweight hairy chest. "Not the best shape..I know..and not the best way to meet a stranger"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 01:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I can handly about anything...I'm really easy-going&nbsp; :) )<br><br>A little surprised at such straight-forwardness and a tiny bit embarrassed at being called upon her looking, Kimberly actually giggles and replies, "You look just fine to me."&nbsp; Then she goes behind the counter finding rods and stick and duct tape and even some towels to create a make-shift cast.&nbsp; She fixed it up quickly and effeciently before saying, "Do you think you could turn around so I can make sure your back is not hurt...there is blood on your shirt from somewhere."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 02:38:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods.&nbsp; Using the nearby table as support, he lifts himself up..rolling over.&nbsp; Evidently the scratches go all along his side..he must have hit the seat when the train rolled.&nbsp; Nothing deep..that's why it wasn't gushing right away..but all the running probably didn't help.&nbsp; "I know I shouldn't have any more pills..but I just ache." he looks up at you.. "It could probably use a cleaning..too bad this isn't exactly the hospital.&nbsp; Are the door...secure? are we...safe?&nbsp; What does the television say?"&nbsp; He seems abit lucid for the moment..that drowsiness seemed to has passed now that you're examining him.<br><br>If you check, the Television is doing the same repeated warning message.. although on one channel..it's actually a live broadcast...*grins.. suspense*
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 05:43:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly examines the scratches and says, "Stay like that for a moment."&nbsp; She goes to find some disinfectant and grabs a bottle of whiskey, pulling out the washcloths stuffed in her pockets.&nbsp; Returning to him she douses a washcloth and cleans the scratches carefully telling hims simply, "It's going to sting."&nbsp; As she gently swabs the wounds she answers his questions, "The doors are secure.&nbsp; I think we are safe.&nbsp; And the television has done nothing but repeat the same warning over and over."&nbsp; Now finished, she gets into the first aid kit again and takes out gauze and tape.&nbsp; She bandages him, again trying to be gentle, and then pulls his shirt back down over his abdomen, her eyes suddenly flickering away and her cheeks coloring slightly when she realized that she had been staring at him as she did so.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 12:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan had passed out when you left to gather the aid supplies.. when you come back..the pain pulls him back to consciousness.&nbsp; He reaches with his good hand.. intending to pat you reassuringly.. of course said hand manages to pat your upper thigh. "it's okay.. you're doing wonderful.. your parents must be so proud."<br><br>He winces as you clean him.. then redress him..although his shirt isn't the cleanest..being all bloody.&nbsp; At last.. you're finished.. <br><br>"Can..you just sit for a moment.. I'm.. gonna pass out..but I don't want to be alone when I wake up...that way..if something happens..you can wake me up." he looks up at you again. "I don't want to wake up alone if something happens to you"<br><br>He shifts..lifting his head and shoulders so that you can sit down and he could rest his head on your lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 19:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiles shyly at the unexpected compliment and moves her supplies out of the way.&nbsp; Turning back to him she listens to his words, feeling terribly sad that Stefan has to worry about such things when he is already hurt.&nbsp; Her compassionate nature takes over as she quickly moves to sit beside him, gently sliding under him so as not to hurt him anymore than necessary.&nbsp; When he lowers his head into her lap, she begins to softly stroke his hair with one hand, hoping it will soothe him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 19:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan leans against you.. his head resting in your lap.&nbsp; He lets out a soft sigh as you start to stroke through his soft hair.. his eyes fluttering closed.&nbsp; "Tell me about yourself" he murmers.. although his voice is tinged with the exhaustion he feels..and you sense he probabaly drifts off to sleep in your lap.<br><br>---<br><br><em>(assuming you stay with him..otherwise you can recon my next part :D)</em><br><br>Suddenly.. after nightfall.. the TV goes off the air.&nbsp; Flicking to another channel is a simliar repeated message..but most of the major networks have gone off.&nbsp; It's dark outside..the airraid siren sounding most of the night.. as well as the occasional sounds of car honking or such.<br><br>Then suddenly there is a scratching at the door.. then a thumping..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 20:06:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly strokes her hair and softly repeats stories of farm life thinking that maybe her voice can soothe him.&nbsp; When she is certain he is asleep, her voice trails off exhausted by the day's event.&nbsp; But she is unable to sleep herself, much too frightened to relax.&nbsp; The siren sounds annoy her, feeding her fears and she is unable to block out the sound.&nbsp; Still she keeps stroking his hair and gently lays her other hand on his chest, feeling the warmth, and hoping he doesn't awaken to find it still there.&nbsp; Suddenly she hears the scratching and thumping at the door and squeals, saying "Stefan," and carefully shaking his shoulder to wake him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 20:12:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stirs.. not minding the stroking..or the hand on his chest. He looks up..asking "What is it?" and then hearing the scratching and then thumping again.&nbsp; He pauses..thinking.. <br><br>"I still think we're safe here.. it's.. it would be dangerous to go out there.. whatever those things are.. " he frowns.. "We need to wait for the police.. or the army.&nbsp; You think we'd be hearing from them soon.." he reaches his hand over yours to pet it softly.. "It's going to be okay.. honest." he looks up at your eyes in the dull light of the strip club.<br><br>He thinks about turning on the music to drown out the sound... but that would probably attract more..whatevers.&nbsp; And turning off the lights might make them go away..but the thoughts of being in here in the dark.. no.. that won't work.<br><br>He looks up..breaking his reverie.. "I mean it..we'll be safe.. they can't get in here" He pulls himself up to sitting..gasping..reaching to take more pain pills.. a couple hours have past. "Are you hungry? There should be munches of some sort behind the bar.. and soda.. the sugar would be good for your system."&nbsp; He reaches to hold your hand for a moment..and then starts to get up.. walking over to the bar..alittle better now.. He turns the TV on..flicking.. nothing. One station is left..and it's just that same automated message.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 20:43:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly listens to Stefan, trying to believe him although it is very difficult.&nbsp; "What do you think they are?&nbsp; They looked like people, except with no souls or something," she asks quietly.&nbsp; She rises from the couch, following him closely in case he needs her and stands there waiting for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 20:52:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shakes his head.. "I don't know.. I mean..you're right.. they looked like people.. but.. they were all drugged out or something.&nbsp; But.. there were so MANY of them." He nods back to the TV. "And.. what worries me.. is.. this can't just be us.. here.. this has got to be all over the city.. maybe even more.. if it took out the TV.&nbsp; Wait.." he looks around..and then points up to the DJ booth. "They should have a radio up there.. " he starts walking..but doubles over.. exherting himself too much.<br><br>Reaching to slip an arm around you.. he walks slowly..inhaling the perfume which still sticks to your body.&nbsp; "Busy day at work?" he muses on the way over.. a joking attempt at small talk..although he's intentionally trying to lighten the mood.<br><br>Up in the booth he starts fiddling with stuff..finally turning off the music.. turning off the 'dance lights' and then figuring out how to do the radio.<br><br>The first two stations have repeating emergency messages..the last one...<br><br>".. don't know how long I can last out here.&nbsp; Whatever they are.. we are under seige.&nbsp; Everybody still listening to me.. stay in doors..lock your doors and barracade yourself someplace with no windows.&nbsp; The city appears to be under attack by some sortof virus..that passes person to person.&nbsp; Those infect become manic killers, and are highly contagious.&nbsp; Do not approach them.. protect yourself and wait for the military to come.&nbsp; If any of your family members have been infected.. lock them where they cannot get at you.&nbsp; I.. I wish some of you could phone me.. the phones here were jammed..and then about 15 minutes ago..went totally dead.&nbsp; I don't know who else is out there.." going on from there...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 21:19:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly cautiously assists Stefan to the booth.&nbsp; She laughs nervously at his attempt at humor, grateful he is trying to make her feel better.&nbsp; Never having seen such electronic stuff before, she stands behind him while he messes with buttons and knobs and things.&nbsp; Kimberly fearfully listens to the broadcast, reaching out a hand to grab his, though she doesn't realize she did so, needing human contact.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 22:44:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He holds your hand, and then draws you into his arms to hug you tight.&nbsp; He listens abit more to the broadcast.. reaching to turn it off..then "No.. we'll be with him..no matter what happens..."<br><br>He holds you tight, and looks down.. "Let's go back down there.. you're going to need to try to sleep.. to get some rest." <br><br>We retire back to the couches.&nbsp; As night starts to come on..it starts to get chilly..but there are a couple blankets we find (and try to pretend we don't know what they were for in their prior life)&nbsp; &nbsp;no heaters... The guy continues on for several hours.. starting to tell stories of his life..then abruptly it goes dead.&nbsp; At that moment Stefan reaches to pull you closer.. holding you as the only sounds are the air-raid siren and the scratching and moaning at the doors..the occasional thump as someone hits the door.&nbsp; He reaches up to cover your ears and pulls you down against his chest.. holding you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 23:00:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly relaxes in Stefan's comforting embrace.&nbsp; She nods in understanding and agreement and goes with him.&nbsp; Shivering and snuggling in the blanket, she tries to ignore the fear and find sleep, but she can't.&nbsp; As he pulls her closer she struggles not to cry, and rests on his warm chest, snuggling down under the blanket and hoping to drift away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 03:41:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan can feel how restless you are.&nbsp; But there isn't anything he can do..other then this.. hold you.. try to shelter you from everything outside.&nbsp; One hand still holds you down..trying to cover your eyes..the other strokes your hair softly.. your nostrils filled with the mixture of foreign smells.. his body.. the faint coppery tinge of blood..and the..unspeakable smells from the blanket.&nbsp; He rocks you gently.. hoping that you can drift off..himself starting to drift as well..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 06:19:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's warmth and kindness does eventually pay off as Kimberly slowly drifts into sleep, albeit a restless one filled with nightmares and a pervading sense of evil and darkness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 12:52:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is startled awake by a loud thumping.&nbsp; His heart instantly pounding..bringing his aches back to the forefront.&nbsp; He holds you still..one hand in your hair..the other on your back.<br><br>Listening.outside he hears the thumps and scratches all around.. then again..the muffled 'whoomp' of some sortof firearm.&nbsp; The squealing of a tire.. more gunshots.. and the everpresent moaning and scratching.&nbsp; <br><br>Hoping you don't wake up..he tries to comfort you as best he can..right now he feels like the building is under seige..and if so..he knows we're safe...but worries if this will be the place we die.<br><br>"I'll take care of you.." he whispers.. trying to drift back off to sleep.. <br>&nbsp;<br>---<br><br>He wakes up in the morning when he feels you stirring.&nbsp; Glancing around..he has no inidcation of time until he looks down.. 9am.&nbsp; It's quiet..strangely quiet.. even the faint static from the TV left on can be heard.. no moaning.. no scratching.. no 'city' sounds.&nbsp; "Can it be over?" he wonders.. then groans.. "I need more pills."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 17:45:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the midst of another nightmare, Kimberly finally awakens.&nbsp; Sitting up carefully, hoping not to wake Stefan, she looks around, noticing instantly the stillness.&nbsp; No sounds.&nbsp; Not certain if that is good or bad she looks down to see that Stefan is waking up as well.&nbsp; She shrugs at his question then quickly rises and goes to get the tylenol and some water, returning to him with both.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 18:28:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan takes the medicine.. closing his eyes and just resting abit more for it to start kicking in.&nbsp; He does his morning 'business' and then walks out.. trying the TV.. nothing.. then coming over. "I'm getting hungry..and I don't think crisps is enough.. I'm.. I'm going to look outside."<br><br>He goes to the door..seeing that even with the barracades..it's been pushed in slightly from all the pounding last night.&nbsp; He listens.. straining to hear anything..and then tries to start unbarricading the door with one hand.. "I wish we had keys for this place.. it's.. sturdy enough it seems." <br><br>Opening the door a crack..he looks out onto the world.<br><br>The parkinglot is filled with refuse.&nbsp; Torn clothing.. blood.. bits of things best left unidentified scatter the lot.&nbsp; The RV looks like parts have been peeled away.. the windows all smashed..the door hanging open.&nbsp; In the distance smoke comes from several buildings.. and far off a dog barks.. but the city is very unnaturally quiet.&nbsp; There are no bodies anywhere.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 18:44:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly watches Stefan rest, her countenance still fearful.&nbsp; "Hungry?&nbsp; Oh, yes.&nbsp; I suppose I am, too," she says as she only just now realized her stomach was rumbling.&nbsp; She followed him to the door, not wanting to look or go outside, but wishing to stay close to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 19:49:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks around, then steps back.. "It's... empty..abandoned.&nbsp; It looks bad out there..like there was a riot..or something." he thinks..reaching to wrap his good arm around you supportingly.<br><br>"I think I should go out and get some things..although..I don't want to lose this place.&nbsp; Either we need to prop the door open..and hope no one else comes in while we're gone..or.." he pauses.. "Or I gotta leave you behind here..safe..while I go out and get stuff."&nbsp; He doesn't express it like a question.. more like letting you know the options he's weighing in his head. "Of course.. if I go out alone..and something happens to me.. I don't know how I'd be able to take care of you.. but..if we both leave.. we woudln't know if one of those things got in here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 20:17:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly willingly steps into his embrace, frightened by his description.&nbsp; Very gently she wraps her arms around Stefan's waist, not wanting to hurt his deep scratches but longing to be close to and comforted by him.&nbsp; "I don't know what we should do, but I want to stay with you," she says in a quiet frightened voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 20:38:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods..reaching to hold you..then impulsively leaning down to kiss the top of your head. "it's alright.. that's probably best anyways.." he smiles.. "You never did tell me your name.. you can just call me Stefan." (if he did..player is being forgetful :D )<br><br>He holds you.. then moves towards the door. "Let's see what I can jimmy up." he examines the lock..and then sortof jams the latch..so the door can close (or appear closed from the outside but doesn't lock)<br><br>He tests it a couple times before trusting it to step out with you.&nbsp; He tries to keep you from looking too closely at the debris below..since he noticed the 'icky parts' look decidently flesh-like.<br><br>"I wonder..." he leads you over to the RV.. very tentively opening the door.. and taking some time before climbing in.. exploring every bit of the torn apart interior.. finally asking for the keys and sitting down.. the engine roaring to life (most of the damage superficial)<br><br>"Sit down..and buckle up..I'll drive, k?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 20:59:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kimberly.&nbsp; I'm Kimberly," she replied unable to remember whether or not she had told him her name, at the moment particularly forgetful since he had just placed a kiss on her skin.&nbsp; She doesn't look around at all, having seen a glimpse of the destruction...a glimpse that told her much more than she wanted to know.<br><br>Kimberly hands over the keys without argument though she does watch him carefully, not wanting him to overdo it.&nbsp; Cimbing up into the passenger seat, she buckles her seat belt, still ignoring the view.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 21:08:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It isn't too hard..sitting down in the nice large bucket seats they give support to him.&nbsp; He pulls out of the parking lot..the van bumping over all the debris.&nbsp; Memorizing where their 'haven' is..he pulls out onto the street, reaching to fiddle with the radio, until they find a station.<br><br>"... repeat.. this is the emergency broadcast from Fort Lewis.&nbsp; A state of emergency exists.&nbsp; Everyone is to stay in their doors.&nbsp; Seattle and surrounding area is now under martial law.&nbsp; There is a 7pm cerfew in effect... "<br><br>The streets are alittle chaotic.&nbsp; There are cars hither and throw.. and many of the buildings look like a band of looters have systematically broken into each one.&nbsp; Occasionally here or there is a body laying across a doorframe, or in a gully with a broken neck.<br><br>"We.. we need.. " Stefan tries to take everythign in.. the pain keeping his mind sharp.&nbsp; He heads out of the residential area into the industrial plaza.. there are less bodies.. it's quite abandoned.&nbsp; Without as many people around at the first takeover there were less zombies to cause distruction.<br><br>He looks at the on-ramp to the express way..but it's jammed with cars..and what looks like mayham.&nbsp; Again..wherever there were people.. when whatever happened.. it was just a riot as the zombies spread through.&nbsp; Nearly completely impassible.&nbsp; He backs down and heads down the street.. finally heading towards one of the parking lots for the large big-box stores.<br><br>All the while..driving in silence..taking in the visage with numbness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 21:48:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One look is all Kimberly needed to see, she quickly hunched down in the seat, turned her head towards him, and closed her eyes tightly, her hands clenched in her lap as she tried to block out the image in her head.&nbsp; She stayed deathly silent, almost not daring to breathe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 22:12:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan looks through the parking lot.. it's a gristly sight..but there is no movement. "We're gonna need to go in..we need to find supplies." <br><br>He drives through the lot..slowly..trying to pick around the abandoned cars and shopping carts.. boxes.. driving close up to the doorway.&nbsp; The glass doors have all been broken, leaving the entry way even more strewn with debris..and a body.. it's neck broken..it's flesh looks like it was torn at by a pack of animals.&nbsp; Inside is dark and onimous... the only light that from the doorway streaming inside.<br><br>"Do you want to stay here..with the truck running?" Stefan asks.. "I'm just going to go in..look for food.. blankets.. lights.. maybe.. a gun.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 22:43:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly opens her eyes to look up at him, refusing to look anywhere else but into his eyes, and says, "I want to stay with you.&nbsp; I don't want to be alone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 22:56:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He thinks it would be better if you stayed to guard the RV..but he nods.. "Okay.. just remember..you're gonna be okay..I'll take care of you" he reaches with his good hand to cup your cheek for a moment..and then turns off the RV.&nbsp; It's silent..erieely silent.<br><br>He exits the vehicle, reaching with his good hand to hold your hand.&nbsp; His injured hand, now in a duct tape cast..is still protectively at his side.. and he walks stooped over..obviously in pain.<br><br>Once we get inside, we can see that the occasional emergency light is still on.. dim-tho..they've been on all night and battery power is low.&nbsp; Inside is a mess..boxes everywhere..carts everywhere. And more unspeakable things.&nbsp; It looks like there was a riot here.. a losing one.<br><br>Once we get through the entry way..it's alittle less debris filled in the store.&nbsp; our eyes adjust to the dimness..and we can see the alleys of the stores in all directions.&nbsp; He points..towards Hardware..passing past the cashiers and pausing to grab handfuls of chocolate bars.. stuffing his pockets and handing some to you. "Here.. these will be good for the time being..."&nbsp; He also grabs one of those disposable flashlights they keep by the cashiers as impulse buying..handing the package to you.&nbsp; WIth only one wrist..he can't open anything. "Open a couple up..so we have some."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2006, 23:26:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes softening as he touches her cheek, Kimberly looks up at him, for some reason less fearful when he touches her.&nbsp; As he gets out, Kimberly quickly leaves the RV and clings to Stefan's hand as they walked inside.&nbsp; Staying close to him for the moment, she doesn't touch anything.&nbsp; Seeing Stefan began to stuff pockets, she takes what he hands her and then runs to the registers to find sacks.&nbsp; She places them inside and turns to him, accepting the packages of flashlights and opens them.&nbsp; She puts in the batteries that came in the package and hands one to him.&nbsp; Then she picks up a couple of empty sacks and starts to go for food.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 02:44:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan turns on the light.. making sure Kimberly has one as well.&nbsp; Seeing that's she's alittle braver..perhaps spurred on by hunger.."You get some food.. just a couple bags..I'm going to get more stuff for us" <br><br>He uprights a cart and starts heading back towards the hardware area.&nbsp; Finding the camping supplies, he puts first aid kits... a large camping knife.. plenty of waterproof matches.<br><br>He's made his way to the back of the store.. if it wasn't for the flashlight it'd be pitch black.&nbsp; There is a faint odor in the air..but Stefan doesn't notice it.. instead he's busy looking over the rifles behind the security glass.. wondering how he'll be able to get at them to arm himself.<br><br>There is a noise behind him.. he thinks that it's you.. and when he turns..the flashlight illuminates one of the other inhabitants who has hidden in the darkness.<br><br>The zombie HISSES..baring bloody teeth and reaches out with a moan.&nbsp; Stefan's reflex is to smack it on the head with the heavy flashlight..then shove the cart into the mindless corpse.&nbsp; That's when he hears more moans..all around him.&nbsp; "KIMBERLY... GET OUT" he shouts..jumping over the cart and starting to run towards the entrance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 08:57:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking her flashlight, Kimberly fills her sacks with as much food as she can gather quickly.&nbsp; She is able to move much faster than Stefan since she is uninjured.&nbsp; She runs back to the entrance and places the bags by the door and picks up more bags, going to join Stefan when she hears him hollar at her.&nbsp; She doesn't listen but continues to go after him, knowing that he's hurt.&nbsp; When she sees the <em>creature</em> there, however, she comes to a full stop and stares at it unable to move as Stefan rushes towards her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 12:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan only has one good arm, and the decision isn't difficult to make.&nbsp; The flashlight is dropped, and he reaches around to scoop you up.. adrenaline is a wonderful thing.&nbsp; <br><br>Behind the zombie lunges forward..and then movement from the left.. another zombie lunges out of the seasonal isle.. claws forward..teeth open.&nbsp; <br><br>I twist painfully to put my body between hers and the creature.. reachign up with my broken wrist to bat the claws away.<br><br>Luckily.. the adage 'I can run faster scared then you can angry' applies, and after that first shove, we have a lead.. heading back to the entryway.<br><br>We have abit of a lead..which gives us time to pick through the debris at the entryway.&nbsp; All around the store from the darkest depths there is movement now as the creatures stir.. starting to chase the food that wandered into their domain.<br><br>Into the sunlight..I let you go to run up the stairs to the RV, twisting the key to turn on th eengine before I'm even seated..&nbsp; I glance to make sure you're onboard..seeing a small score of the creatures picking their way towards the entrance.. before I stomp on the gas, peeling the RV out of the bumpy lot.<br><br>For some reason..the creatures don't give too much chase..they come out into the light..but then start acting all languid with no ready food..and we make a clean getaway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 17:01:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything happens in a blur for Kimberly as frightened as she is.&nbsp; She doesn't think to tell Stefan to grab the sacks she had left by the door, she doesn't think of anything really, in shock at having seen such a thing up close.&nbsp; Even as Stefan drives away Kimberly just sits there staring off into nothingness, for once not remembering to be concerned about him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 19:27:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan feels his heart pounding as the RV ramps across the parking lot.&nbsp; Finally at the far end..he slows..slumping over the wheel.&nbsp; he looks back..then all around at all the stores.. the zombies are slowly retreating back indoors.. apparently not a fan of the sunlight.&nbsp; He puts the RV in park and leans over..pulling you into his arms.."it's okay...we're safe now...safe.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 22:48:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly is snapped from her shock as Stefan pulls her to him.&nbsp; She goes willingly, burying her face in his shoulder and shaking.&nbsp; She wraps her arms around his neck and clings to him tightly, terribly frightened.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-05-2006, 23:26:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He holds you.. acutely aware of all his pains as the adrenaline seeps out of him. "They.. must not like the light..that's why there are none around..except after.. well..us.." he holds you..stroking your hair comfortingly.&nbsp; "it's okay now..we're safe.. Kimberly.. I got you..you're safe now.." he just holds you.. waiting for you to calm down.. not minding comforting the young lady.<br><br>"I...left everything behind..I was surprised by them.&nbsp; I think all I got are the pockets of chocolate"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 00:39:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After several minutes, Kimberly finally calms down.&nbsp; She settles into Stefan's embrace and relaxes her hold on him slightly, finally feeling better.&nbsp; Looking up at him from her perch on his shoulder she replies, "I left bags of food by the door.&nbsp; Maybe I should go get them.&nbsp; I should have listened to you in the first place.&nbsp; I can run fast, and I'm not injured.&nbsp; There is enough light in the entrance that I should be fine."&nbsp; Why in the world she had just volunteered to go back there she didn't know, but she knew they needed the food and she knew that he couldn't do it for them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 00:48:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shakes his head.."no.. not back there..they are all stirred up..maybe later this afternoon.&nbsp; Now that we know that monsters are in the dark..we can be more careful." he smiles..hugging you again..then kissing your forehead. "Honestly..I can't let anything happen to you.&nbsp; I nkow the world is crazy..and I need you Kimberly.. you're the only thing normal left"&nbsp; He looks around.. "Let's find another store.. we'll be faster..in..get food..and out.. "&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 01:55:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiles back at Stefan, his optimism catching.&nbsp; She giggles a little and replies with a grin and exaggerated hick accent, "I'm not normal, I'm a redneck."&nbsp; Her smile fades quickly though and she tells him, "I need you too.&nbsp; You've saved me more than once, and I couldn't do this without you."&nbsp; She reluctantly disentagles herself from his arms and moves back to her seat saying, "All right, another store it is."&nbsp; As she sits down, her foot kicks something under her seat.&nbsp; Bending down, Kimberly reaches underneath and pulls out her flashlight.&nbsp; Laughing she says, "I didn't realize I was still carrying it when you grabbed me."&nbsp; She looks over at Stefan happily, thankful that they had at least escaped with something more than the candy bars.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 02:04:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods.."That's good..we need that flashlight." Suddenly there is a moan and a scratching at the side.&nbsp; Stefan slams the RV in gear and then peels out.. no way anything can keep up with the bumpy RV as it speeds away. "I guess..we sortof woke more of them up" he smiles softly..leaving the parking lot. "you know..I think we need a more practical vehicle..although " helooks back at the kitchen.."This does have some benifits.&nbsp; We should leave this back..maybe blocking the door.so no one else can get in."&nbsp; He drives down the commercial lots..until he sees a new car lot.. it totally abandoned..and unlike the store..all the big open windows gives it lots of open space.&nbsp; "Can you stay here and keep the RV running? I'm going to go in and look for keys."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 02:23:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly does her best to stay calm this time and is able to suppress her instinct to scream.&nbsp; She holds tightly to the seat and the flashlight as they race through the streats.&nbsp; When Stefan stops at the car lot and announces his intentions she replies, "No you're not.&nbsp; You're hurt, I'm faster.&nbsp; And I've got the flashlight just in case."&nbsp; She opens her door and hops down.&nbsp; As she looks back before shutting the door she grins, "And I'm getting us a truck."&nbsp; The back row of the lot has several pick-ups, one a nice sparkly purple one that caught her eye, she slams the door shut and runs into the building, hopping through a floor-to-ceiling broken window.<br><br>Once inside she is grateful for the flashlight even though the entire place is light enough to see easily.&nbsp; Many doors are open, just a few are closed, and she ignores those doors, finally finding the manager's office.&nbsp; Once inside she knows enough to go straight for the locked desk drawer.&nbsp; Picking up a paper weight, she beats it in until she can slide her hand in and pull out key ring after key ring.&nbsp; She throws each down on the table until she finds one with a label that reads "F150 2005 Purple Rain."&nbsp; Laughing she takes the key with her, running back out through building and again hopping through the window.&nbsp; She waves back at Stefan and runs over to <strong>her</strong> truck.&nbsp; Glad that at least something is going right today, she hops inside and places the key in the ignition.&nbsp; She is even happier when it starts right up and the tank shows that it's full of gas.<br><br>She peels out of the parking lot, waving at Stefan with a grin, but waits for him to leave out of the other entrance to follow him, not certain she could find her way back alone and not wanting to get separated anyway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 02:32:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles at how enthusastic Kimberly is.&nbsp; He waits..abit worriedly while she's in the office..pulling out a chocolate bar to eat to take the edge of fhis pain..gasping at the pain it causes his stomach.&nbsp; He waits..until she finally runs out..picking a sparkly purple truck int he back.&nbsp; Putting in gear, he drives back to the stripclub..parking the RV directly infront of the door so that no one can get in..and pocketing the keys.&nbsp; He comes over to the truck..still bent over. "iIt looks like it's noon.. I think we should get some supplies.. some medicine..and get back here long before dark." he opens the door and has to crawl up into the cab."&nbsp; Just go to a pharmacy.. they should have stuf..and won't be as dark..maybe safer." he slumps as you drive..leaning against your shoulder. <br><br>When we finally find a place.."stay here...I'll go in and get the stuf.f.keep the motor running." wincing as he moves to get out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 02:39:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly follows Stefan to the club, and then waits for him to join her.&nbsp; Following his directions, she turns the truck around expertly in the road and heads back to the cbd.&nbsp; When she finally spots a pharmacy, she grabs the flashlight to start to get out but stops for a moment when she hears him speak.&nbsp; "No Stefan.&nbsp; I'll go.&nbsp; I'm faster, and you need to rest to heal.&nbsp; You stay here," she said firmly, but this time she waited to make certain that he would stay since he was already moving to get out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 02:42:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods.&nbsp; He waits for you to go out..then shifts over into the driver's seat.&nbsp; He waits.. hoping that Kimberly gets lots of stuff..drugs..he's going to need lots of pain killers.. first aid kits..as well as any foodstuffs that they may have.&nbsp; He ponders.. thinking that one of thsoe mom and pop groceriy stores.<br><br>He looks around.. up at the buildings of the city which all smoke lazily.. fire's burning with no one to tend to them.<br><br>He idly switches on the radio..flickering through stations... finding two stations broadcasting automated messages..and nothing else.<br><br>He leans against the truck..intending to wait..but tby the time you come back..he's passed out on the steeringwheel<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 02:57:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly hops out and runs into the place, flashlight in hand.&nbsp; Quickly grabbing a few sacks from the checkout stand, she heads first to the bandaids and bandages.&nbsp; She throws in first aid kits, cleaning out the shelves, to fill one bag.&nbsp; Then she puts in extra tape, ace bandages, gauze, and even simple band-aids in another.&nbsp; In the third sack she places pain relievers until the bag is full.&nbsp; She runs back out, throwing them into the back of the truck, thinking that Stefan is resting with his closed.&nbsp; Kimberly looks at him for a moment before heading back, this time grabbing sacks and filling them with crackers and chips and some cans of soup.&nbsp; Repeating her trip to the truck, this time she looks at Stefan a little longer, growing slightly worried.&nbsp; <br><br>Emboldened by the safety of this trip, she decides to hurry one last time, hoping to pick up some antibiotics in the back in case he gets an infection.&nbsp; Grabbing more sacks she picks up kleenexes, toilet paper, rubbing alcohol, and even finds a few flashlights she tosses in.&nbsp; Finally she makes it to the back of the store.&nbsp; It is darker here and she grows more cautious, checking every nook and cranny before proceeding.&nbsp; Ducking under the counter she looks for the amoxicillan.&nbsp; Finding several large bottles she tosses them in and as she turns she spots the zombie she had missed in the corner.&nbsp; <em>Thank goodness for track, </em>she thought as she dove under the counter and raced back out the front.&nbsp; She tossed the sacks in the back and hopped in beside Stefan.&nbsp; "Let's go," she said urgently.&nbsp; When he didn't respond she tried shaking him and repeated, "Let's go!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:01:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan doesn't stir any of the times.&nbsp; Behind..the zombie that was woken up by the invader starts to move towards the door.<br><br>Stefan still isn't moving.. all the morning exhertions have taken their toll.&nbsp; There is a crash from inside..the zombie has shoved over the newspaper cart by the door on it's way to leave the building.. they do come out in the sun after food.&nbsp; And Stefan doesn't appear to be moving.. slumped over the wheel unconscious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:05:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For once, Kimberly was pleased with her body as she realized she was thin enough to fit between Stefan and the steering wheel.&nbsp; She pushed him back quickly and climbed onto his lap.&nbsp; She turned the truck back on and slammed on the gas, squealing out of the parking lot and driving quickly back to the club.&nbsp; When they arrive she opens the truck door and slides out.&nbsp; Standing there next to Stefan she tries to shake him awake again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:11:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's legs are spread as you sit in his lap.&nbsp; On the drive away.. leaving the zombie in the dust..Stefan groans softly..although you are forced to concentrait on the road as his right arm subconsciously moves to cradle his chest..which now has you in his lap..it comes oer..wrapping around you..his other hand then reaches..as he moans..leaning agaist your shoulder. "What...happening?" he says softly..shifting slightly.. the body he's wrapped around doesn't feel that bad.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:13:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We've got to go.&nbsp; Now," she tells him.&nbsp; She tries to help him out of the truck and into the building, leaving their acquisitions in the back of the truck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:17:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans..when he comes out, he stumbles and nearly falls down..catching himself in your arms. "My sides..they hurt" he says.. it's been hours since he's had any pain meds..and for having all the injuries stressed by the running earlier.&nbsp; He holds you..supported as we first move the RV out of the way (it's a makeshift lock) and then goes into the strip cliub.&nbsp; "Park the truck at the far end of the lot..not near this doorway..we don't want the windows all broken..it's a nice truck" he comments..slouching down painfully in the couch.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:28:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I got you more medicine.&nbsp; I'll get you fixed right up," she murmurs soothingly as she assists Stefan back inside.&nbsp; Settling him on the couch she goes back to the truck, making several trips to bring everything inside.&nbsp; When everything is settled on the bar she runs back out to the truck and parks it accordingly, smiling to herself that he liked the truck she picked.<br><br>Kimberly quickly jogged back to the club, actually grateful for the exercise of the day feeling refreshed because of it.&nbsp; She went back inside and barricaded the door before going over to quickly unpack their discoveries.&nbsp; As soon as she gets a bottle of tylenol she opens it and gets Stefan some water, taking both over to him on the couch.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:30:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is there..his eyes half lidded and moaning softly.&nbsp; "i feel dank.." he says at last.. "I've been wearing these bloody clothing for over a day now" he looks up at you..as if you could miraciously fix that.&nbsp; <br><br>Gratefully taking the pills, he swallows them down and gulps down some water.&nbsp; "I..think we need food.. I have chocolate in my jacket" he points to where he left it..unaware of what you brought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:41:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giving him the medicine and water, Kimberly empties his pockets carefully, gives him one, and carries the rest to the bar.&nbsp; Then she unpacks a box of crackers and brings them over to him, opening them on the way.&nbsp; She goes back to the bar and unpacks the rest, organizing it into medical supplies, regular supplies, and food.&nbsp; Turning his direction she says, "I'm going to explore this place.&nbsp; Maybe I'll get lucky and find something useful."&nbsp; She grabs a flashlight and goes back to the dressing room and office area.<br><br>In the back she finds a small dirty bathroom with a shower in the largest dressing room, two other smaller dressing rooms, and two offices.&nbsp; Each dressing room has gaudy clothes, a little bit of street clothes though nothing Kimberly would ever be caught in, and a couch and some chairs.&nbsp; Each office is pretty bare: desk, chairs, filing cabinets, phones that don't work, etc.&nbsp; She leaves the area and goes back to the couch to check on Stefan again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 03:58:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(woot..I wanna see Kimberly in stripper clothing :D )<br><br>Stefan has started on some of the food you brought..he's also taken off his shirt..it's tossed to the side..sweaty..torn..bloody..&nbsp; He looks up at you.. "Don't suppose you found any way to clean up.." he says softly..the pain has been taken away by the medication.<br><br>He looks at you.. you're looking more weathered now..hair dishevered..alittle of my blood on your blouse.."god..I'd kill for some hot food" (of course..the stove in the RV)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 04:16:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There's a shower but no soap, no towels, and no clean clothes for us.&nbsp; It's been long enough I can just go back to the store and get some, though.&nbsp; And I can get more food, too.&nbsp; For now, though, I can heat you some soup," Kimberly replies in response to his queries though her eyes don't quite meet his as she's examining his wounds from across the room, hoping the scratches haven't started bleeding again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 13:08:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan thinks.. "Not yet.. not today" He looks up at you.."If they don't like the light..that's why they were all out at night. I can't risk you going out at night.&nbsp; We can make do with what we have."<br><br>It's only mid afternoon tho..although perhaps he's just being overly cautious.&nbsp; He gets up..wincing and looking alittle worse for the wear today.. "Where are those showers..I'll do the best I can"&nbsp; The bandages around his belly are stained red..at some point he must have been bleeding today.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 18:45:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly nods for as much as she would like soap and clean clothes she was still scared.&nbsp; Noticing the blood she quickly walks toward him to help and says, "Do you really think you should stand in a shower alone?&nbsp; You're still hurt and you've been bleeding."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 23:19:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan thinks.. his first gut is to be all manly and go "i'll be fine" but as he raises up..he gasps softly.&nbsp; He gives a soft nod..not wanting to look up into your eyes.&nbsp; "Okay..." he murmers softly.<br><br>Heading through the club, we go into the bathroom.. Stefan wrinkling his nose at the decor.&nbsp; He goes over to the open shower, then sits on a bench..a sharp intake of breath as he bends over to start removing his shoes.. business shoes lookin so out of place here.<br><br>He looks up at you..then with a faint crimson to his cheeks..he reaches and undoes his pants..standing up with a gasp to let them fall down..leaving him in 'tightie whities'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 00:39:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly follows wondering how in the world she is going to be all professional-acting to help him shower.&nbsp; Which reminds her...if she helps him...she will either have to undress or get soaking wet.&nbsp; Which is the lesser of two evils?&nbsp; Watching him undress her face flushes a bright pink, and she realizes she will just have to get her clothes wet, there is no way she can shower naked with a man.&nbsp; She reaches down to move Stefan's shoes out of the way, careful not to look at him lest she grow as red as a tomato.&nbsp; Then she waits for him to finish, standing next to him in case he needs her help.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 03:22:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan has his own debate.&nbsp; Underwear or no.. if he does..then they will be all wet..and then what. Besides his underwear need changing as much as the other.. especially the side that has blood soaking into it.&nbsp; he looks at you.. thinking.."She's giving me my privacy..she's being so grown up about this..maybe it's time I do so as well"<br><br>he slips off his underwear, and makes his way to the shower.. his naked butt (slightly hair..but he is in his 30's) the first full body of him you see. "I think we'll take off the bandages in the shower..afterwards you can put new dressings on" he says refering to his side.<br><br>He reaches..turning on the water..and then leans against the wall..doubling over slightly..in obvious pain as he removes the large gauze at his side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 03:41:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly does her best to keep her head down, but is able to sneak small peeks out the corner of her eye, which she only does for medical purposes of course she assures herself.&nbsp; Quickly she takes off her shoes and socks, placing them next to his and follows him in with her clothes still on.&nbsp; She moves beside him, places her hand over his and says, "Let me do that, you put your hands on the wall to support yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 03:45:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan can't look back..giving you the same modesty as he hears clothing coming off (actually just your socks..but his mind is filling in the blanks)&nbsp; He nods"okay.." and then moves to lean against the wall..holding himself with both hands.&nbsp; he closes his eyes..then sighs softly..feeling your hands taking over..delicately unbandaging his side.. then starting to clean his side..then wash him.<br><br>he can't help it..he lets out a soft little pleasurable sigh..the hot water.. your gentle touches.. it's easy to forget the horrors outside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 03:52:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly very gently removes the bandage and even more carefully cleans the wounds with the warm water.&nbsp; When she is finished with the scratches she uses her hands to clean the rest of his body, not wanting him to stop supporting himself.&nbsp; If he fell she doubted she could transport him gently back to the couch.&nbsp; She washed almost all of him, her face a bright pink as she carefully avoided his more...private...areas.&nbsp; Those he could clean himself while she supported him.&nbsp; Her fingers were gently as they delicately moved over his skin, her eyes averted.&nbsp; When she was finished she said in a near whisper, obviously a bit embarrassed, "Ummmm...for the rest...I can help you stand while you wash."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 03:54:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan just keeps his eyes closed..not just the washing..but the hands over his body feels nice.&nbsp; Like a massage he tells himself..that's right..a massage.<br><br>Still..he can feel an erection starting..and he's thankful you don't seem to notice..or commentas you avoid there.&nbsp; "I should be okay" he says softly.."thank you Kimberly."&nbsp; He shifts his weight..and then reaches with his good hand to finish cleaning..finally peering over his shoulder..at eye level..not lower.."Do we have towels?"<br><br>Of course.. now Kimberly's clothing is soaked..and a change..well..the clothing in here isn't terribly appropreate :)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 04:05:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly doesn't notice any change in Stefan's body as she avoids him there so carefully.&nbsp; Going around behind him, she is ready to catch him if he should fall while he finishes the wash himself.&nbsp; "Ummm...no, no towels.&nbsp; I'm sorry, I thought I told you that," she replied to his question.&nbsp; Kimberly is very, very wet.&nbsp; And nothing decent to wear.&nbsp; For now, though, she is only worried about getting him back to the couch so she can rebandage him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 12:27:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He frowns...that doesn't really make much sense. "there has GOT to be towels.. somewhere.. maybe in some of the lockers." he peers over again..then looks about the room. "Ooh..you're soaking.. I..thought..nevermind" he blushes slightly. "Get some of the extra blankets.. we can use those to dry with..although hon.. you can't wear those wet clothes..you need to be dry too.. I can't have you falling sick.&nbsp; Find..something else to wear."&nbsp; <br><br>He looks around for something in the room that can be used for soaking.. a towel..blanket.. a sweater..finally settling on some more of those blankets used for the strip shows..gingerly drying himself..then nodding.."You can't be wet..you'll catch the death of a cold." finding his eyes glancing downwards.. blushing as the wetness gives a very nice view.. your clothing held tightly against you.. your undergarments slightly visible.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 18:51:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No towels," Kimberly repeats as she stands there, dripping rivets of water onto the floor.&nbsp; She stays very close to him, though, in case he needs help drying off.&nbsp; Her pink t-shirt, ripped at the bottom where she had made torn it to make a bandage, clung to her showing her satiny purple bra underneath.&nbsp; Thankfully her jeans weren't see-through, but they were so heavy with water that they fell down low onto her hips allowing her matching purple panties to peak through.<br><br>With the warm water off she begins to shiver as the air quickly turns cool.&nbsp; She decides she will have to wear some of the street clothes left by the strippers who worked here even though they are terribly inappropriate by her standards.&nbsp; By the time he is finished she is so cold that she cannot wait any longer.&nbsp; "Stefan?&nbsp; I'm freezing.&nbsp; Are you okay if I change now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 18:54:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles..nodding.."Of course..I still need the new bandages..don't worry..I'll give you privacy" he turns around..then starts to very sowly head out..bent over slightly.. <br><br>"You know Kimberly..you don't need to be shy.&nbsp; You've done so much for me.&nbsp; And you don't need to be selfconscious or anything." he curses himself..he's trying to console you and make you feel okay..and thinks he's coming out just sounding.. well..maybe alittle creepy.. like he's coming on to you.&nbsp; <br><br>Deciding to give you more..he stands upf rom the small bench in the room and starts to head to the door..just wrapped in the blanket.&nbsp; "I think tomorrow we get more clothing.. and we decide what we're gonna do"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 19:02:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stefan, don't leave," she says.&nbsp; "You might need my help.&nbsp; Sit down and wait for me," she practically orders him.&nbsp; Afraid he won't do as she requested she quickly begins to undo her jeans so that he will see that it is all right, pulling them off her long legs and throwing them off to the side.&nbsp; Her purple panties were made of the same satiny material as her bra and it was easy to see that there wasn't much material to them.<br><br>It was very sweet of him to try and reassure her, and thankfully she didn't take it as a come on at all.&nbsp; He was so much older than her, why would he be interested in her anyway, she was just someone who could help him and keep him company so he wouldn't be alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 20:45:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks back when you talk to you..and that's when he gets a look of you taking off your jeans.&nbsp; Luckily you're bent over, working the wet denim from your thighs so you don't see him just spellbound... admiring the girl who is 2/3'd his age.<br><br>His eyes travel down the curve of your back..over your muscular toned thighs..then back up..finally able to turn his head just as you're standing back up. "mm..k" he manages..trying to stifle any emotion into that.&nbsp; He keeps his eyes averted..however peeking as he makes his way back..and sits..sortof sideways..not looking..but finding himself glancing out of the corner of his eye.&nbsp; As you stand..he finds himself admiring you in another light.. not having looked at you in that way before.<br><br>"What are you doing?" he scolds himself.. "You're such a pervert.&nbsp; She's a poor lost girl who you're helping save...don't look at her like that." Still.. the furtive glances continue.. probably apparent enough to bec aught once or twice quickly glancing at you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 21:28:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly doesn't notice any glances from Stefan, too intent she is on getting undressed quickly.&nbsp; Reaching for her shirt, she pulls it off her head and shakes her wet hair out.&nbsp; She tosses the shirt onto her jeans and wrings her hair out with her hands.&nbsp; Then she reaches down and wiggles out of her panties, tossing them onto the pile as well.&nbsp; She glances over to check on Stefan and thinks she sees him looking at her.&nbsp; But she can't blame him, he probably needs her.&nbsp; She quickly reaches back to undo her bra clasp and pulls it off, her breasts popping out and erect from the cold.&nbsp; Turning to him she rushes over and grabs a blanket, wrapping it around her under her arms, tucking it in on itself.&nbsp; Then she reaches out to him to help him stand and walk into the other room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 22:45:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan keeps the ongoing battle.. "no..stop looking at her.." another glance.. his eyes dancing over Kimberly's body as it becomes more and more exposed.&nbsp; "Stop that.. " he thinks..but glances again..licking his lips softly as her body is finally fully exposed.<br><br>His head is down by the time she comes over.. "Mmm..yes..other room.." he nods..standing up..wincing.."I think I may need more of those painkillers"<br><br>His side is looking worse too.. you noticed in the shower.. both sides..and across his waist..a deep purple and blue bruise is forming.&nbsp; He walks out..his arm wrapped around you..both of us wrappd in blankets.&nbsp; Back over to our usual couch.<br><br>"Tell me about yourself Kimberly.. why were you in the city?&nbsp; Let me get to know you?"<br><br>Stefan exchanges your comments with his own story.. how he came to the city from the subburbs looking for work.. he and his wife broke up a couple months back..he took some time off to settle affairs and work through things.&nbsp; He doesn't talk much about her.. or why they broke up.. he had an interview today at a data-centre downtown..and didn't think when he was taking the commuter train back to the 'burbs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 23:05:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still unaware of Stefan's true thoughts and apparently pretty innocent, Kimberly carefully helps Stefan back to the couch, her blanket dragging the ground behind her and almost slipping off several times, forcing her to grab it and hold it up with one hand.<br><br>Kimberly listens to his story as she tells him her simple life.&nbsp; Farm girl, small safe town where nothing ever happens, over-protected by her parents, in the city to look at colleges wanting to leave said town.&nbsp; She doesn't mention any boyfriends, although to look at her it would be hard to believe she hadn't had one, and she doesn't really offer any personal details about herself.<br><br>She carefully helps him onto the couch and motions for him to lay down so that she can check out the deep scratches again.&nbsp; She moves that blanket out of the way and tries to determine which they need more, fresh bandages or time to air out.&nbsp; Then she looks at his wrist to check for swelling and studies the rest of him quickly to check for other wounds before covering him up and tucking the blanket around him again.&nbsp; She stands up and goes to the bar to get the supplies and medicines she needs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 00:21:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I thought his wrist was still bound up..being broken..it needs to be immobalized..for weeks..he'd not let it be unwrapped..thus the duct tape)<br><br>His belly looks very very sore..it's tender, and there appears to be some internal bruising beyond the surface scratches.&nbsp; The wounds are healing over.. slowly.. and time to air out seems to be best.&nbsp; When you are probing softly..he sighs.. commenting. "it feels nice when you touch my stomach" moving your hand to very gently rub over where it's purple.. the touch soothing.&nbsp; <br><br>He was alittle bashful..and as you open his blanket he positions it so that his privates are still covered.. to be honest he's found himself needing to concentrait to resist his arrousal.. to resist glancing at you..the odd time the blanket would fall to expose your shoulder.. your sexy calves.<br><br>He's so impressed by your innocence.. it's so sweet. "I guess this isn't the best visit to Seattle" he says.. then.. "I think..we need to figure out a way to get back to your home..back to your parents.&nbsp; They are going to be worried sick." he doesn't tell you the alternative..that..something may have happened. "We should have done that today.. tomorrow we'll do it, k?&nbsp; We'll just take the truck.. "<br><br>He does worry about where they are going to end up.. if.. if his fears are true..they will need to find someplace safe for the night.. away from any potential other humans..who may have been turned into.. them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 00:30:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(you can still check for swelling...when i broke my wrist [a particularly bad place to break a bone--and i broke both the bones there] i had to go to the doctor several times the first week even though i had a cast to check for swelling)<br><br>Kimberly doesn't answer, afraid to think about her parents...what if something happened to them...&nbsp; When she got to the bar she fixed him a glass of water, some antibiotics and more pain medication.&nbsp; Thankful that at least he wasn't bleeding anymore, she slowly moves back to him, trying to keep the blanket up around her as much as possible.&nbsp; When she brings the medicine back to him she sits down on the floor and hands him everything.&nbsp; As she watches Stefan take the medicine she lays her head down on the edge of the couch next to his chest, exhausted and hungry and cold.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 00:34:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He takes the drugs.. drinking down the water..and then reaches to run a hand through your head.&nbsp; "You should try to eat something..even if it's just a chocolate bar.&nbsp; Tomorrow..we'll get some better food..someplace.&nbsp; Maybe get like a camping stove so we can cook..wherever we end up." <br><br>He notices a soft shiver.&nbsp; He thinks.."Kimberly..come back up here..like we did last night.&nbsp; If we hug each other..our body's can keep warm.&nbsp; I just want to make sure you're okay..and safe" he smiles softly.. "Cmon.. don't be shy.. I'm not that bad of an old man..am I?" he quips..then coughs softly..ending in a wince.&nbsp; He gives a smile.<br><br>Shifting he gives room on the couch so we can spoon together..with only one layer of blanket between us.&nbsp; The other blanket is drapped over us both so that we can keep warm..his arms wrapping around you as he lays against your back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 00:39:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly does as Stefan requests, not about eating, but about being close.&nbsp; She gets up and climbs up next to him, gingerly moving closer so she doesn't hurt him.&nbsp; "You're not bad at all Stefan," she says softly.&nbsp; "You saved me."&nbsp; As she lays down on the couch she cuddles in close to his warm body and sighs softly with contentment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 01:47:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan just holds you softly..leaning down to nuzzle into your hair softly. "You saved me.. we saved each other Kimberly."&nbsp; He just lies there in silence for abit..outside.. the night is falling..and the moans and scratching are starting.&nbsp; <br><br>"I.. don't know what the future is going to bring Kim.. but I'll be here to protect you.. I promise."&nbsp; He impulsively gives you a kiss on the head.. his arms slipping down around your waist to hold you protectively against the sounds of the night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 01:52:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly shivers as she slowly warms up with Stefan's arm and the blanket wrapped around her.&nbsp; She blocks out the noises outside by snuggling close and putting one hand over the ear not resting on his arm underneath her.&nbsp; "Thank you, Stefan," she says so softly it's hard to hear her.&nbsp; The hand that is underneath her moves up to wiggle under his hand that is across her waist.&nbsp; Wrapped up this way, she feels safe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 01:54:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lets her get comfortable.. nuzzling close..her hand slips under his..and he holds the back fo your hand..idly stroking your wrist softly..nuzzling you to protect your head..every part of you.<br><br>They lie in silence.. too early to go to bed.. but no words needed.. just holding..together.<br><br>He breaks the reviere.&nbsp; "Tomorrow..when we find your folks.. well.." he pauses.. "I'm never going to forget you Kimberly.&nbsp; You're a special kind hearted soul."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:01:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly sighs softly, even amidst all the fear something feels right to her about this.&nbsp; Her eyes stay open, and she studies the room closely not needing anything else to do.&nbsp; When she hears him speak, she relaxes the hand over her ear so she can hear him properly.&nbsp; "All right, Stefan.&nbsp; That would be nice, very nice.&nbsp; And I won't ever forget you, either.&nbsp; I think you're wonderful," she said shyly.&nbsp; She never would forget him, he had saved her.&nbsp; If it wasn't for him she would have still been in that train when...she closed her eyes tightly to shut out the horrific images of those creatures coming at her if she had lain there helpless to stop them, and a tiny tear dripped out of the corner of her eye splashing onto his arm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:04:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				he can feel the change come over you.. although he can't read your mind.&nbsp; Still.. everything has been horrific.&nbsp; <br><br>He doesn't move you..just leans down.. kissing you again.."Shhh..it's okay.. everything is going to be okay.&nbsp; Hey..we've come this far.. others have to have too"<br><br>he feels the wet drop..and then his heart goes out to her.&nbsp; He shifts at last..moving to roll her in his arms to face him..reaching to wipe away her tears..then hug her close so her head is buried in his shoulder.. "Shh..it's okay..I promise..I'll keep you safe"<br><br>The blankets between us shift as you roll..and our bare thighs brush together..although I'm busy consolling you..i don't move to adjust it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:12:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly is easily turned over, wanting to seek comfort in his arms.&nbsp; She presses close to him and puts one hand on his chest near his face, feeling his warmth.&nbsp; Closing her eyes she relaxes into his strength, her tears slowly ceasing, and she enjoys the feeling of their skin pressed together.&nbsp; It feels...warm and soothing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:14:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He holds you..his leg over yours.. loving how nice and soft your bare skin is.&nbsp; Feeling you calm down..he gives you another soft kiss..this one on your forehead..then reaches to lower the blanket between us sligthly..guiding your hand to his chest.<br><br>"I like your touch..so gentle" he says softly.. letting your fingers come to rest against his chest.&nbsp; It's not super toned..he's no super model with that stomach of his..but his skin is warm..his chest hairy.. the chest hair soft and curly.&nbsp; He holds you..one hand reaching up to your head to stroke softly.. "Try to sleep.. try not to have bad dreams.. just put the bad dreams away.. and get a good night's rest"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:20:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unknowingly Kimberly played with the hairs on his chest with her head, finding it very calming much like a child plays with a silky on the edge of their blanket.&nbsp; "Thank you," she replies, "I like to soothe you."&nbsp; What she meant was, 'I like to touch you.'&nbsp; But she didn't quite know that yet, still thinking her touch was for his sake only.&nbsp; Tilting her head up to look at Stefan she says, "All right.&nbsp; Good night, Stefan."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:23:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan felt his urge to kiss her again..especially as she turned up to look into his eyes in the glimmering twilight.&nbsp; It's easy to forget the world..the monsters..the desolation.. lost in your eyes for a moment.<br><br>He bliushes..thankful because of the night you cn't really see that.. "Good night Kim.. sweet dreams"&nbsp; <br><br>He resists the overwhelming urge to kiss you one last time.. he doesn't want to come across too..clingy..or touchy feeling..although as he drifts off to sleep..still caressing your back..holding your hair..he shifts..and just before he falls asleep his hand drifts down..cupping your ass softly
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:32:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiles back at Stefan and settles back, resting her head on his chest next to her hand.&nbsp; Still playing softly with the hairs there, she drifts off into sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:35:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan drifts off to sleep as well.. and unlike last night..has a relatively deep sleep.&nbsp; <br><br>Unfortunatly..his morning is woken up by the medicine losing effect..and he wakes up iwith the pain of both his stomach..and his wrist..which is still wrapped around your body..now under the blankets..sometime in the night..and cupping your bare ass.&nbsp; He shifts..then gasps..as he accidently shifts his broken wrist..our bodies very closely entwined.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:38:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's gasp wakes Kimberly immediately.&nbsp; Her eyes pop open as if she had never been asleep, the fear evident in their depths.&nbsp; "What," her voice squeaks out, unused from sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:42:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shifts his arm.. trying to move it from your butt..although the feeling of your soft behind is still on his fingertips. "Pain..." he gasps softly.."My..stomach..wrist.." he groans.."Pills.." he closes his eyes.. the soft sensual of last night replaced by the pain of unmedicated injuries.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 02:54:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly quickly slides off the couch, landing on her knees, and picks up the glass from the nearby table where he left it.&nbsp; In too much of a hurry to worry about the blanket, figuring Stefan wouldn't even notice any way, she quickly walks to the bar, refilling the glass with water and getting more antibiotics and pain pills.&nbsp; She rushes back to him and sits on the floor beside him, offering him the medicine and water with a concerned look in her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 12:18:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And..indeed she is correct.&nbsp; He's in too much pain to notice her nudity.&nbsp; Laying there..as soon as Kimberly leaves he curls up..trying to find a position that his stomach doesn't hurt.&nbsp; Taking the pills and drink that are placed into his hand, he swallows them..and keeps moaning softly..hoping the pills take effect.&nbsp; <br><br>As the lull of pain suppressents slowly fall over him..he asks ruely. "Don't suppose you're a doctor..are you?" his eyes opening..which grants him an image of you kneelling..naked..with the look of concern in your eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 12:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly doesn't move, waiting to be certain that Stefan is okay.&nbsp; As he opened his eyes, she sighed in relief and replied, "No, I'm not a doctor.&nbsp; But I'm a lifeguard, and I've taken First Aid and CPR.&nbsp; I've also taken two health classes.&nbsp; I...I've actually thought about becoming one though," she finally admitted, a little embarrassed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 14:07:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Geoff smiles softly..relaxing back on the couch. "mm..well..I'd feel safe in your care" he says.&nbsp; He gets cozy..then opens his eyes again.. "You should do that... persue your dreams.. nothing stops you" <br><br>His eyes then flit downwards.. realizing now that you're kneeling there..naked..infront of him.. part of him is entranced..and his eyes just stare for a scant second.. but quite obvious..before a flush comes over his cheeks. <br><br>"I'm sorry..I didn't mean..ooh.." he flusters.. "You're pretty" he says.. bashfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 18:24:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly turns very red when she realizes what Stefan is staring at.&nbsp; "Thank you," she replies, "That's okay.'&nbsp; But she still moves to get a blanket and curl up in it.&nbsp; "Ummm...what should we do for breakfast?&nbsp; Candy bars," she tries to change the subject.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 20:51:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushes.. it's awkward..and he takes the opening you provide.&nbsp; Still..even though he looks away..he glances again as you take the blanket he unwraps from himself.. another glimpse of you.<br><br>"I think.. well..we can have that..but let's go out.&nbsp; I don'tk now how long it will take us to find a way out of town..and maybe we can hit a store and get a map..and some soda or juice or something"&nbsp; He blushes.."And..maybe some clothing too." alittle quieter..bashful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 21:42:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly wraps the blanket tight and replies, "Yes, let's go out.&nbsp; I will have to...um...borrow some of the clothes left here.&nbsp; Just wait there, and I will bring your clothes to you."&nbsp; She doesn't wait for him to reply but turns and goes to the back of the club, trying to keep the blanket from slipping off her shoulders.<br><br>A few minutes later she returns wearing extremely tight, holy jeans and a teeny little tanktop, obviously without a bra.&nbsp; She looks embarrassed, but it was the best she could find.&nbsp; She had never worn ripped jeans except while doing chores and she never wore anything but t-shirts, she definately felt out of place.&nbsp; Her hair was brushed back and her face had no make-up, a little smattering of freckles could be seen across her nose and her shoulders.&nbsp; In her hands she carries Stefan's clothes and shoes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 21:47:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan tries to keep himself from watching.. but he keeps looking up, and when you come out, takes a nice long look at you as you approach.&nbsp; The ripped jeans and teeny tiny tank leave little to the imagination.. and even the no makeup and shy expression only makes her look that much hotter.<br><br>He looks down..trying to hide his reactions to you.. reaching out to take the clothing..the blanket falling from his shoulders.&nbsp; "Thanks" he pulls on his old shirt..and then stands.. turning his back but not trying to hide otherwise as he gently pulls on his underwear, socks then pants.&nbsp; Everything is dirty..and the dried blood looks rather.. scary.<br><br>"Umm..what a pair we make?" he can't help saying..finding some of those chocolates, and splitting them up. "Let's get an early start.. oh..bring those pain meds along..for later on"&nbsp; He stands up carefully, and starts to walk towards the barricaded doors.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 21:55:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Almost before the words are out of his mouth, Kimberly is already packing up a little kit to take with them of the medicines and first aid supplies they might need.&nbsp; She grabs some of the snacks as well and is ready to go, following him to the doors.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 21:58:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan holds the small supplies while you unbarracade the doors.. he doesn't have enough strength in his off arm to do so..then heads out.<br><br>Again..the parking lot is empty in the morning.. filled with debris.&nbsp; "I think we should park the RV infront of the door again..just incase we ever want to come back here." he's not entirely sure they will be coming back.&nbsp; "We know it's at least safe in there"<br><br>Time to move the vehicles, and then we're in /her/ purple truck. "Umm..I think first is like a 7-11.. or circle-K.. just someplace we can get some juice.. munchies..and a map.&nbsp; Then..after that...maybe some clothing..then we'll head out of town...what think?" He smiles.. the awkwardness from the morning long gone now that we're focusing on the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 04:09:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly climgs into <em>her</em> purple truck, tucking the supplies between them on the seat.&nbsp; She sticks the keys in the ignition and nods her acquiescence as she drives back into the cbd again.&nbsp; Spotting a gas station with large broken windows that let in lots of light, she pulls up close and climbs down, crawling through a window.&nbsp; Inside she goes to the coolers, amazingly still working, and grabs several bottles of orange and apple juice and then some sodas.&nbsp; She takes them to the truck and hands the to Stefan, smiling.&nbsp; Then she goes back and gets some honey buns and those yummy Hostess chocolate cakes and some beef jerkey.&nbsp; She grabs a sack from behind the counter and fills it with her goodies, returning to the truck once more.&nbsp; Handing it to Stefan as well she asks, "Is there anything in particular you'd like me to get before we leave?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 12:38:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan already has one of the juices.. a cold juice.. open.. drinking it down. "ooh..this is so good" he says softly.&nbsp; "Anything.. a map would be useful.. oh..and lighters..just a handful of them.. more flashlights too.&nbsp; Road flares.. " He thinks what else a gas-station would have.<br><br>"If there is still power..we gotta remember this place so we can come back and fuel up if we need to."<br><br>He smiles..watching you rumage through the store for the additinal stuff..putting them in the back row of seats.&nbsp; Once you're back in the car he nods.. "Let's try to make our way out of town..but if you see any clothing stores.. stop there.. we'll need to get some more clothing." he smiles.. intent on their jouirney.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 18:02:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly nods and takes off again, driving until she finds a department store.&nbsp; "What size clothes do you wear," she asked Stefan as she grabbed a flashlight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 18:08:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan looks abit concerned sending you in there alone.&nbsp; He doesn't say anything, but it's apparent in his eyes.<br><br>"I'm a double XL" he says..concern in his voice.. "A 46 pant.&nbsp; Just.. be careful..please?" he reaches to take her hand.. holding it..to get her attention. "I mean it..we can find other stores..but I can't find any other Kimberlys.. " he slowly lets her hand go..then shifts over to the driver's seat.. expecting that we'd hafta be getting out of here in a hurry.<br><br>'at least she can run faster then the zombies' he thinks.. watching her disappear into the dark store.. the clothing racks forming onmious shadows and lots of hiding places..the maniquins all looking like they are ready to pounce.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 18:22:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It touched her that he said she couldn't be replaced, and she vowed to be extra careful.&nbsp; Kimberly shone her flash light at every shadow, shivering a little with nervousness.&nbsp; Creeping quietly deeper into the store she goes first to the men's clothing section since she can at least borrow the strippers' clothes, if you can even call these...things...that.<br><br>It took her awhile, but she finally was able to grab him several shirts and pants.&nbsp; She even thought to grab several packages of socks and underwear.&nbsp; Then she returned to the truck to hand them over as her hands were very full.&nbsp; "Will these do," she asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 18:27:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles and nods.."Ooh..they would be great.&nbsp; Did you see anything in there?" concerned.&nbsp; "You need clothing yourself..and..well..if it's safe..we could probably use like supplies like blankets..or a camping stove and lantern.. really.." he scowls abit.."We almost need everything..but don't get anything heavy..please.." <br><br>When she goes back in he takes the opportuntity to change.. leaving the engine runnning incase he needs to jump back into the truck.&nbsp; shimmy out of his pants, he tosses them away, pulling on fresh underwear, a nice pair of tan khakis.. and then pulling on a red short-sleeved canvas shirt.. feeling much better in the clean clothing.&nbsp; <br><br>He's waiting in the truck for her second return...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 19:06:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly goes back in to find the items he requested, or as many as possible at least.&nbsp; It takes her quite awhile this time, but finally she emerges with her arms piled so high she can barely see with pillows and blankets.&nbsp; She puts them in the back of the truck and waves at Stefan before going back in.&nbsp; <br><br>This time she returns pulling a heavy box behind her that has a large camping stove with all the necessary supplies on it.&nbsp; She takes it around the back of the truck and lowers the tailgate.&nbsp; It takes her several minutes, but finally she is able to lift it into the back.&nbsp; On the way past the truck's cab, she leans in and giggles, "Clearance."<br><br>She goes back again and comes out with a few lanterns and oil, some long matches, and even two sleeping bags.&nbsp; When she had seen them inside she thought that they might be comfortable to lay on if they ever had to sleep in the truck for any reason.&nbsp; She tossed them all into the back and returned into the store one final time, emerging several minutes later with plenty of clothing for herself.&nbsp; In typical girl fashion, she had selected quite a lot really.&nbsp; This she put in the seat behind them and asked, "Should I drive or would you like to?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:01:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.. inbetween trips he goes back to try to organize stuff so it won't fly away.. feeling alittle more and more comfortable as we stock up the truck.&nbsp; the only thing missing is a gun.. but he doesn't want to suggest that to you.<br><br>When you finally come out..he smiles.."I can drive.. give you a rest.. you've been a busy gal"<br><br>He's opened the map to one of the potenial routes out of town..not on highways which they know are jammed..but rather following streets.<br><br>The drive is eerie.. broken window...abandoned cars.. buildings which at somepoint caught fire and burnt out.&nbsp; A couple times he thinks he sees movement..but they scurry out of sight. (even if there are survivors.. those who've survived a couple night tend to be rather flighty)<br><br>We turn onto a 4 lane road leading out of town..and the going is slow..needing to pick our way around all the cars which had the same idea.. 2 days ago.&nbsp; Then..suddenly.. Stefan stops..pulling up beside an abandoned cop car.&nbsp; "Here..you drive..I'll be right back."<br><br>He makes his way to the car..warily looking around.. nothing but the wind.&nbsp; He looks through the window..the door hanging ajar..and then slips in.&nbsp; It looks like the inside of the car has been claws and mauled.. but he finds the trunk release.<br><br>Going to the back..he spies his prize.&nbsp; He pulls down the riot shotgun, and then collects the boxes of extra ammo.&nbsp; He also takes a small roadside kit..putting the kit and ammo in the back, and moving up with the shotgun and one box of ammo to the cab.<br><br>"Protection" he says with a dead-pan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:08:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiles, grateful for a little respite although she didn't mind driving too much.&nbsp; She relaxed in the seat, pointedly ignoring the destruction around them by studying Stefan closely.&nbsp; He looked a little better, though she couldn't tell if it was the shower and clean clothes or not.&nbsp; <br><br>When he stopped by the police car she had an idea of what he might be thinking, and she was glad that he would be the first to do something about it.&nbsp; She hunted back home but had heard some city people didn't approve of guns.&nbsp; She liked them, however, and was a really good shot.&nbsp; When he got back in, she actually smiled and teasingly said, "Great.&nbsp; But where's one for you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:25:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.. looking it over.. he's secure by the weight of the shotgun..but it's instantly obvious that he has NO idea how to hold a gun.. especially unnerving when he accidently waves it towards your direction when looking at the safety buttons.<br><br>"They only had one back ther.e..don't worry.I've seen these on TV..I'll figure it out so I can protect you... this should be a safety..." he murmers..not really paying attention where he's waving the business end in the confided cab.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:27:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ummmm...Stefan...why don't you drive, and I'll hold the gun."&nbsp; She giggles, trying to hide her wide smile, hoping she doesn't hurt his feelings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 21:09:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gives you a look..then the gun... as if thinking it over.&nbsp; He leaves the truck..still holding the gun..carrying it.. it looks like he likes the feeling.. a double barrel security blanket..walking to get in to the drivers side. <br><br>"Okay..but..you be careful..k?&nbsp; It's..dangerous" he hands over the gun.. delicately as if he's afraid it's too heavy for you.<br><br>The shotgun is standard police issue.. no clip but it can load multiple rounds..pump action..double barrel.&nbsp; The rounds are designed for close in..not distance.. but should be more then enough to get the point across..or blow apart doors to get into places.<br><br>He watches you for a moment, seeing your obvious expertise as you take the gun..then blushing..he concentraits on driving..not wanting to admit that he really didn't know how to use it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 21:17:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks Stefan," she says as she expertly loads the gun and sits it across her lap, pointing away from him.&nbsp; On the drive she tells him a little more about herself, all of it relating to hunting and fishing mostly.&nbsp; Explaining why she knows so much about guns and listing the safety classes she has taken so that he will feel better about her having it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 21:43:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He listens.. alittle bashful.&nbsp; He feels bad for thinking about being the macho 'i will protect you' when it is you who have all the expertise.<br><br>"I.. didn't really know how to handle it" he admits at last.. man enough to be honest and upfront with you.<br><br>As the road makes it's way to the countryside..there are less cars, and the trip back to your neck of the woods is almost scenic.. even moreso then normal.. sun is shining..and there is absolutely NO traffic.<br><br>Then..as we pull into the small town near your farm..the same horrors are all over.. it looks like whatever happened..it happened at dinner rush..as people from the city brought with them the zombie menace.&nbsp; Here..there are the odd corpse lying in the street.. the storefronts have even more damage then in the city.. perhaps the survivors went on a looting rampage..only the be fallen upon by the zombies hiding in the darkness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 21:49:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's okay, Stefan.&nbsp; If I grew up in the city, I wouldn't know much if anything about this stuff at all.&nbsp; There's nothing to worry about, and I would be happy to teach you," she said smiling.&nbsp; She felt better with the comfortable weight of defense in her lap, and she began to get excited about the thought of seeing the farm and her parents again.&nbsp; As they pull into her small town, tears well in Kimberly's eyes.&nbsp; Somehow she thought that such a perfect place would escape the horrors of the city.&nbsp; In the distance she can see her high school, smoke curling into the sky above it.&nbsp; She closes her eyes because she knows each and every person in this town, everybody she might see will be someone she cares about.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 21:51:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan sees movement.. the truck slowing.&nbsp; Then he sees what it is.. it looks like a group of zombies having a feast..in the open field of a schoolground.. they tear and then pull apart a corpse like a pack of animals.<br><br>He starts to drive away..finding a parking lot of a farm impliment store..then stopping.<br><br>He turns over..putting a hand on your leg.&nbsp; "Kimberly.. if..we go to your home..there is a chance.." he tries to find the right words.. "Will you be okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 21:58:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her mind refusing to believe anything otherwise she replies, "But Stefan, of course everything will be fine there.&nbsp; It's in the middle of nowhere.&nbsp; It's nearly impossible to find if you know where you're going...nothing bad could happen there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:05:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods..<br><br>Putting the truck in gear, we head out to the country..following your directions.&nbsp; When he finally finds the house of your parents.. at once something is amiss.&nbsp; <br><br>It looks like when things started going wrong.. someone went into town..&nbsp; &nbsp;Your purple pickup (not quite the nice brand new 2006 F150..but nice nonetheless) is parked as it it drove back from town in a panic.<br><br>Two of the windows are smashed out..and the side door hangs ajar.&nbsp; There is a corpse of some kind laying halfway up the front steps.. not one of her family..but someone from down.. possibly a zombie.<br><br>And the barn... the barn is a smoldering husk of burnt wood and burnt hay.&nbsp; It was obviously let ablaze two days ago..and the thought.. her horse...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:16:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's eyes widen in shock.&nbsp; She doesn't know where to go first, what to do.&nbsp; Daddy was almost always in the barn or in the fields, Momma almost always in the garden or the kitchen.&nbsp; Suddenly she nearly giggles with relief.&nbsp; Of course they are safe in the cellar.&nbsp; No one could get in there.&nbsp; Surely...&nbsp; She hops out of the pick-up with the gun held safely at her side.&nbsp; "Hey, Stefan.&nbsp; I'm going into the house to get into the gun cabinet before I get my parents out of the cellar.&nbsp; Do you want to come in or do you need to rest?"&nbsp; She seems confident and unafraid, and is obviously ignoring the sight of her first purple truck and the...person...laying on the porch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:24:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods.."Go ahead..I'll catch up..just...don't shoot me." <br><br>Inside the house.. there is abit of damage..as if the door's been open and someone has went through the house..not burglering..just.. rumaging.&nbsp; There is no power in the house..althoug you know there is a generator out back that can be turned on to provide power.<br><br>Stefan gets out..slowly making his way in.. pausing to pick up a large shovel..both to help walk..and it makes him feel secure.<br><br>Inside deeper..you find the inner door leading to the basement.&nbsp; It's closed.. giving the thought that they are down there..safe.<br><br>Upstairs..the gun cabinet is open..and one of the rifles.. your pappa's favourate...is missing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:35:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly nods to herself, seeing the gun missing was a good sign.&nbsp; She grabbed her favorite, slinging the police weapon over her shoulder by it's strap, and grabbed shells from the top shelf, loading it quickly.&nbsp; She placed extra shells in her tight pockets...unfortunately not many fit right now, but she could always come back for more.&nbsp; Thus protected she was ready to get her parents, but she knew enough about safety to know to call out before knocking on the basement door, otherwise she'd be liable to get a shell in her gut.&nbsp; Speaking softly, she says, "Take one of the pistols and load it if you know how.&nbsp; The bullets are on the shelf.&nbsp; I am going to check out the house before I make any loud noises."&nbsp; She heads off to the back of the house, planning on checking the bathroom and kitchen first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:40:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods..standing in the summer-kitchen off the doorway to the porch.&nbsp; &nbsp;He nods.."Okay.." putting the shovel down and heading to the gun cabinet.&nbsp; He takes a pistol.. studying it and figuring out how to load the clip..although he doesn't know how to chamber the first round.<br><br>Inside the house the bathroom appears to be untouched.. the kitchen is also the sign of abit of a struggle.<br><br>Finally..coming to the door leading downstairs.. you knock.&nbsp; Inside you hear movement!&nbsp; People.. are around!<br><br>No voices..but a shuffling is heard.. and then..the door bursts outward.. your mother.. her jaws bloody and wide.. lunges out..mindlessly trying to grab you to bite or claw.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:45:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly is too shocked to move, unable to believe her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:54:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan first tries to raise the gun..but he has no idea of what it does..so instead he uses it..lunging forward to swing the gun like a club at your mother's head..at the same time reaching to shove you back. "GET OUT OF HERE"&nbsp; he screams.&nbsp; Behind your mother, he glimpses more people..your father.. your younger sister..and presumably a neighbour starting to claw their way up the steps.<br><br>Your mother comes at me again..and I reach..grabbing her hair..twisting to keep her from biting me.&nbsp; I don't expect you to shoot your own parents.. now zombies.. "Get out.. Kim..KIM.." I say...trying to hold her off before the rest spill up into the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 22:58:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Stefan fighting with...a zombie...not her mother at all, Kim raises the shotgun, now in hunter mode it appeared.&nbsp; Holding it very steady, she waits for the perfect shot, not wanting to hurt Stefan.&nbsp; The moment it arrives, she fires.&nbsp; Right into the zombie's back as Stefan twists the creature around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 23:00:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is shocked at your resolve.&nbsp; But he can't dwell on it.&nbsp; Down the stairs.. the zombies are tryign to spill out into the room.<br><br>Holding the now slumped corpse of your mother, I keep twisting, and then shove her down atop of the other zombies..then close the door..leaning against it.&nbsp; I breathe heavily.."We... gotta... get out... of here."&nbsp; &nbsp;I look sadly at you..even though you're in hunter mode.. I still feel compassion towards your loss.&nbsp; Over on the mantle..there is a sweet family portrait..you and your entire family together.. so happy... a distant memory.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 23:04:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly is able to ignore everything now, everything other than getting her and Stefan out of there safely.&nbsp; "To the truck," she says simply.&nbsp; But on the way she stops at the gun cabinet and pulls a camo bag from a drawer in the bottom.&nbsp; In it she places the remaining shotguns and the pistols and then the ammunition and gun-cleaning kits.&nbsp; Zipping it up she stands and then darts out to the truck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 01:02:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan holds the door as you gather the things.&nbsp; His body jars as the zombies start to pound on the door to get out..but he can hold it as you gather the belongings.. making sure you're out before he finally bolts for the door.<br><br>Spilling out onto the porch..you can see that from the outdoor cellar entrance.. two more zombies are coming.. one a neighbour..the other you don't recognize.&nbsp; They start to move towards you when you hear a growl.<br><br>Your pet..a large retriever.. who's been with you all through growing up is looking alittle worse for wear.&nbsp; But she lunges towards the zombies, growling to protect Kimberly as Stefan staggers out of the house.. "Get us going Kim.. we need to get out of here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 01:23:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly turns around and faces the...monsters...and hollars at Stefan, "No, you get to the truck and start it.&nbsp; I will be right there."&nbsp; She lifts her shotgun again to cover him, hoping Stefan does as she says.&nbsp; Then she hollars at Sunshine, "Down girl, come to mommy," not wanting her to get hurt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:05:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sunshine isn't being the most obdient..right now..she wants to protect Kimberly.&nbsp; Although she's also smart enough to duck the claws..and honestly..the zombies are after humans..ignoring the animal.&nbsp; Sunshine snarls and snaps again..lunging to pull a zombie down..then duck back out of claws' reach.<br><br>I groan at your stubbornness..but then hightail it off the patio into the truck.&nbsp; I wince.. feeling that pain in my side and wrist..the new truck turning over and purring like a throaty kitten.<br><br>"Okay..c'mon" I hollar out.. Sunshine also backing off when you return to the truck to jump into the back as I peel out the moment you're inside the truck...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thankfully Kimberly doesn't have to shoot again as even walking backwards and following the injured Stefan, she moves faster than the zombies.&nbsp; "Sunshine up," she hollars at her dog when she gets to the truck.&nbsp; Hopping in quickly after throwing the duffel bag in the seat behind her, Kimberly slams the door.&nbsp; Slumping down in the seat, Kimberly is unable to stop the tears that start to flow like a waterfall, running in rivulets down her delicate pink cheeks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:14:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's first order of business is getting out.. away..<br><br>Zombies scratch their claws at the back of the truck.. Sunshine snarling at them as the dust kicks up and we head down the driveway.&nbsp; I turn in a random direction..just getting us away.. two consessions over I find a cemetary.&nbsp; If anyplace there was no humans in life.. ironically it's the ideal place to hide from those who hav ebeen turned undead.<br><br>Stopping the truck I reach to pull you into my arms.. "Kimberly..I'm so sorry.." I hold you tight..through the backwindow Sunshine has climbed close and whimpers softly for you..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:17:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly sobs loudly and reaches for Stefan as he pulls her close.&nbsp; She curls right up onto the seat with her legs underneath her bottom and clings to his neck, her tears soaking his shirt and his shoulder where her head lay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 03:01:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan holds you tight.. not trying to say anything.. knowing after what you just saw..it's enough to break anyone..no matter how strong.&nbsp; He lets his arms hold her tight.. rocking her slightly.. staying as long as she needs.. minutes.. hours if need be.&nbsp; He nuzzles the top of her head..kissing.. <br><br>"I'm sorry Kimberly.. I'm so sorry." nuzzling into her hair as she soaks his shirt with her tears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 05:38:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly cries and cries; falling asleep in his arms, but still she cries.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 12:30:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan just holds her until she falls asleep..or passes out.&nbsp; He bites his lip then looks up at the sky..starting to get dark again.&nbsp; "Damn...need to find someplace for the night" he says.. then instantly worries because he doesn't know this area at all. After what you've been through.... he doesn't dare wake you up.&nbsp; And with what he's seen of the zombies..he wants to be someplace safe.<br><br>He has some time..but not enough time (he judges) to get back to Seattle.&nbsp; Gently setting you back and buckling you up, he puts the truck in gear, and pulls back onto the road.<br><br>He heads back to that small town, hoping to find a defendable building.. driving through the streets.&nbsp; He's alarmed because from time to time he can see Zombies out..wandering the shadows.&nbsp; <br><br>Then he spies a potential.. it's a small one-vehicle garage and gas-station.&nbsp; It has a large garage with no windows.. easiliy big enough for the truck.&nbsp; Wishing you were up for that lesson in the gun, he parks the truck..leaning over to kiss you softly on the forehead..then he takes out the pistol..examining it until he finds the safety.<br><br>Steeling himself..he starts to limp into the garage, holding the pistol in his left hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 16:58:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly stirred a little when Stefan parks the truck, but doesn't really wake up.&nbsp; By this time she is curled up, leaning against the door completely worn out by the emotion trauma of the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 17:22:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan goes into the garage.. wary.&nbsp; It's large..open..with toolboxes around the edges.&nbsp; He looks in every nook and cranny.. satisfied that it's empty.<br><br>He then moves into the front room..where there are glass walls..a counter and cash register.&nbsp; Coolers.. no power to them..stand stocked with drinks and snacks.<br><br>Suddenly a noise.. and movement.. from out of the counter the poor clerk lumbers.&nbsp; This time..instead of running..Stefan raises the gun..holding it in his left hand..braced on the cast of his right..it's easy to aim nearly point blank at the slow lumbering zombie..and squeezes the trigger.<br><br>A loud POP proceeds the lancing pain of his broken wrist as the gun recoils back.&nbsp; The zombie falls down, the slug embedded in it's forehead..'killing' it.&nbsp; (lucky headshot killed the brain)&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Stefan looks around..crouched over in pain.. then comes back to the garage..closing the door between the front and garage..and uses his shoulder to shift some large tool chests in front.<br><br>He returns to the truck and backs it into the garage..closing the heavy doors.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 17:25:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even a gunshot fails to disturb the sleeping girl, she is completely out when Stefan returns to the truck, her system in shock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 17:34:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan backs the truck in..closes and barracades the door..then proceeds to start breaking out the supplies.&nbsp; He sets up the lanterns to give light as the sun starts to set outside.. then the little stove..opening one of teh cans of food tos tart cooking.&nbsp; He breaks out the blankets and sleeping bags.. not even considering seperate bags..but putting them together as one large sleeping bag.<br><br>He returns to the cab..gently opening your door, and then reaching in..brushing your hair back.&nbsp; Sunshine comes over too..nuzzling and whimpering softly.<br><br>"It's okay girl..she's just been through alot"<br><br>He reaches to gently lift you out of the truck..carrying you and laying you in the sleeping bags.&nbsp; Then..as the food readies..he holds you in his lap..stroking your face.. "Kimberly.. c'mon.. Kim..wake up for me.. we need to get some food into you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 18:05:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly didn't want to wake up, it was much safer in her sleep, her last defense.&nbsp; Slowly, however, she succombed to Stefan's tender caresses and stirred in his arms.&nbsp; Blinking her eyes she looks up at him confused.&nbsp; She doesn't appear to remember yet what she saw or did that day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 19:07:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He holds you close..letting you take all the time you need to wake up.&nbsp; He brushes your hair back.. overhead the ceiling is held up by metal rafters.. and Sunshine comes over to nuzzle and lick.<br><br>"Don't worry..it's all gonna be okay.." he smiles..seeing your eyes flutter open.&nbsp; "Open your mouth.. just lay there..and let me take care of you"&nbsp; He shifts so he can use his good arm to feed you..his broken arm still stroking your hair softly..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 19:12:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Barely registering the fact that her dog is near, because in her mind he shouldn't be, Kimberly reaches out a hand to pet her.&nbsp; Still far too numb to think, she simply does as she is told by Stefan and opens her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 19:28:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is alittle worried..but there isn't much he can do.&nbsp; <br><br>He feeds Kimberly..eating himself from the pot that is cooked on the portable stove.&nbsp; "You'll be better after a good night's sleep" he says..putting everything away.<br><br>Reaching to lift her..he carries her over to the sleeping bags..sitting her up and leaning her against him.&nbsp; Knowing she can't sleep in her clothing..he talks while he works.."I'm just going to get you ready for bed" talking soothingly..&nbsp; He reaches to the tight little top she wears..lifting it up.. not having any sexual feeling..just ones that he wants tot ake care of you.. "There goes your shirt..and..these ripped jeans.." unbuttoning and laying you back against the pillow to slide off slowly.. your shoes..socks..and then because he knows that women tend not to like sleeping with their bra..he reaches..gently removing it before slipping you into the blankets.<br><br>"I'll be back in a moment..I'm just going to ake sure we're safe"&nbsp; Sunshine comes close to keep Kimberly company while he puts out the stove..and all the lamps..using a flashlight to double check all the barricaded doors..then undress before slipping into the sleeping bags with you
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 19:34:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly doesn't really think of much of anything, and she isn't aware of eating or being carried or even being undressed.&nbsp; But she is aware of Stefen when he lays down beside her.&nbsp; Out of instinct she turns to him, needing him to hold her.&nbsp; Her eyes closed tight and her hair in tangles she looks very innocent, almost like a little girl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 19:46:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan has stripped down to boxers, and the bloody gauze around his side.&nbsp; The fighting earlier pulled the wounds open.<br><br>He slips under the covers, and is alittle surprised..pleasently..as Kim seeks him out..curling up tight around him.&nbsp; This time with no blanket between us..bare skin to bare skin.<br><br>He shifts around until he's comfortable..Kim is laying in his arms..resting her head on his shoulder.&nbsp; His other hand wraps around her tummy..stroking softly..her legs wrapped around his thigh.&nbsp; <br><br>He leans to kiss your forehead softly.. "Try to sleep Kimberly.. try to have sweet dreams.." closing his own eyes..trying to drown out the sounds of the moaning outside.<br><br>Somehow it seems louder..but then instead of a big thick walls of the stripclub..the door for the garage is thinner.&nbsp; The sound of the nails grating on the metal sends shivers down his spine.&nbsp; He reaches, to cover your ears...holding softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 19:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Surprisingly Kimberly is able to sleep well, feeling very safe and secure in Stefan's arms.&nbsp; Thankfully she doesn't dream, somehow his presence enough to keep the memories away.&nbsp; She doesn't move at all, not the entire night, wrapped up comfortably and very warm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:01:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan wakes up first.. Sunshine is sleeping pressed close to our bodies..and Kim.<br><br>Kim is tightly wrapped to him..skin to skin..body to body.&nbsp; He shifts, and feels her arms wrapped tight around him..he couldn't get out without waking her up.&nbsp; Opening his lips, they are against her forehead.&nbsp; He kisses her again..and stirs..thankfully the barricades held.<br><br>"Kim..mm..let go honey..I gotta get up and make us some breakfest."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:06:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His stirring waking her just a bit, Kimberly mumbles, "I don't want to let go."&nbsp; She presses even closer, impossible though it may seem, and sighs softly content to stay here and sleep in the warmth.&nbsp; She looks very calm and relaxed even though her face is very pale, and a small sweet smile forms on her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:09:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan thinks about this..then relents.&nbsp; Is this <em>/so bad/</em>?&nbsp; <br><br>He lets her snuggle close..murmering.."Okay.. just abit longer" and then closes his eyes to enjoy the sensations.<br><br>He inhales..smelling your sweet scent..feeling your hands wrapped around him.&nbsp; His free and good hand strokes your back..your skin warm from the sleeping back..stroking ujp and down your back feeling your ribs..all the way to the top of your panties.<br><br>He starts feeling arroused..although in his mind he's drifting to that half awake..half asleep place where it's just so cozy..the stroking lingering more and more around the thin elastic band of your panties..tracing along it..then gently stroking the material of your underwear before he reaches down to let his hand just cup your behind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:16:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing very sweetly in her contentment, Kimberly tries to pull Stefan closer even though there is no space left between them.&nbsp; In her sleep, she lifts up a leg and wraps it around Stefan's to shift her position a bit but her leg stays there as she finds the position very comfortable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:23:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan feels Kim more or less reaching her leg over to straddle his waist..he closes his eyes groaning softly as he feels some pressure against his growing arrousal.<br><br>His hand flexes and squeezes her tight behind.. for someone his age..having a woman so young..so in her prime is just fantastic.&nbsp; He mms softly..nuzzling her forehead with his lips and cheeks softly..just savouring the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:29:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Very slowly Kimberly becomes aware that she is being help on her bottom.&nbsp; Strange that that's the first thing she realizes, but it is.&nbsp; Her eyelids flutter open and she sees Stefan in front of her.&nbsp; Sighing softly she knows she doesn't have to worry so she closes her eyes again, hoping to go back to sleep.&nbsp; A quite whisper falls from her mouth, "Stefan."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:31:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan blushes abit as she shifts..being caught..well..feeling her ass up.&nbsp; He looks into her eyes as she opens and closes them..but doesn't move his hand..that would just be way too obvious and guilty..as she whispers his name.<br><br>"I'm here.. I'll keep you safe" he answers back..his hand holding..but not squeezing right now..although his arrousal getting more and more
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:55:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know you will, Stefan.&nbsp; Thank you," she replies softly, apparently not minding his touch at all.&nbsp; If anything, her cheeks begin to regain a little color and her smile widens showing just the hint of a dimple.&nbsp; "Thank you," she repeats again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 20:57:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushes as well.&nbsp; Finally..his hand slowly shifts up.. he whispers.. "I'm..umm.. I was just..holding you..and my hand..got carried away.." he blushes..looking way from your gaze. "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."<br><br>Of course..our bodies..us both just wearing underwear...are tightly wrapped together.. how this could just be 'innocent' is probably deluding himself :)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:00:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's okay Stefan, really.&nbsp; I'm not upset.&nbsp; Having you hold me felt really good.&nbsp; Really," she added honestly.&nbsp; "I'm not the least bit uncomfortable.&nbsp; Except that this floor is hard," she teased a little.&nbsp; But she made no move to pull away from him or move her leg that was wrapped around him.&nbsp; "I feel safe here," she admitted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:03:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods softly.. just holding you then.."I think we need an air mattress or something." he smiles.."I don't know where we are..we didn't have time to get back to town..it's just some garage someplace." light is streaming in through the windows. "You slept well last night." he comments..<br><br>He lays there..and then..gently lets his hand drift down to come to rest cupping your behind again.<br><br>"You know..it's been 2 years since I've held a woman..ever since my wife left."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:07:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly ignores the part about a garage and town, not on purpose, still some sort of reflex.&nbsp; Very softly she asked him, "Why did she leave?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:11:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He closes his eyes.. his hand still holding and feeling your body close.<br><br>"We met in college.. and you know..fell in love..all of that.&nbsp; We got together..and things were going well..then we had a little girl." <br><br>He has a pained expression.<br><br>"There were complications with her birth.. and it added stress to us.&nbsp; And then.. well..there was an accident when my little baby was only 2.&nbsp; She..didn't make it.&nbsp; It broke us apart.&nbsp; We..we couldn't handle it.&nbsp; Instead of supporting each other.. we just.. it didn't work out."<br><br>His hand has moved away.. "She moved away..we divorced.. she told me of this guy she'd been seeing..who was helping her through the loss.. moved in with him."<br><br>He goes quiet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:16:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, Stefan," Kimberly said in anguish, "that's terrible."&nbsp; She tried to pull him closer, but couldn't of course, so she had to settle with running her hand up and down his back hoping to provide a little comfort.&nbsp; She did wiggle up so that she could rest her cheek on his though as she hugged him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:21:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan doesn't mind as you shift..although you do stroke your abdomen against his growing erection as you settle agianst his cheeks.&nbsp; Even with the heart wrenching tale..he's still arroused from earlier.<br><br>"It happened a couple years back..I am pretty good at blocking it all out.&nbsp; I was coming into Seattle ..you know..to start a fresh life..get away from everything."<br><br>He loves how your cheek feels against his.. his goatee isn't that scratchy..it's more soft..and even his 2 day stubble isn't that bad.<br><br>"We need to figure out what we're going to do"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:26:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You shouldn't have to block it out, it should never have happened to you, that's terrible."&nbsp; Kimberly was too young to be able to offer any real comfort, but she did try.<br><br>She continued to hug and cuddle him until he mentioned figuring out what they should do.&nbsp; She pulled away enough to look at him and said, "Do we have to?&nbsp; I'd really much rather stay right here," she said in typical little-girl fashion.&nbsp; Somer part of her brain was convincing her that she didn't recognize where they were at and was trying to keep her from remembering the truth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:28:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins.. "Here..in the garage?" he smiles.. "I'd at least like to head out.. maybe find a way to get more gas in the truck..and find more stuff for us.. like a mattress.. and Sunshine is going to need some food."<br><br>He holds you.."You know..you make me feel like a lucky man.&nbsp; How many other guys have their own beautiful girl to take care of." he smiles..pulling you down to nuzzle..then shifting.."I need to find a way to take a shower too..and change my banages."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:33:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly sits up quickly and says, "No, I meant I wanted to stay here, with you.&nbsp; But I didn't know I needed to change your bandages, roll over," she finished in obvious concern.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 21:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles..nodding.."I'd like that..if you..stayed with me" he says..blushing abit.<br><br>He parts from you..rolling back and then opening the sleeping bag so that you can get at his side.<br><br>It's obvious that from yesterday his side has been reopened.&nbsp; The bandages are freshly soaked with blood..and his stomach is still an ugly purple..although the edges are slowly turning yellow..a good sign as the bleeding apepars not to be as much internally and the blood is slowly being reasorbed into his body.<br><br>He lays back with his eyes closed.. right now wishing he had more pain meds..but not minding your delicate touches at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 01:06:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Completing her examination, Kimberly was very glad she had brought the medications and supplies.&nbsp; She hopped up, not really realizing she was dressed only in her panties since she wasn't the one that had removed the clothing, and went to the truck to get them.&nbsp; Several minutes later she returned with an apple juice, a bottle of water, antibiotics, pain medicine, a washcloth, and a first aid kit.<br><br>Settling down beside him on her knees she peeled away the bloody bandages and placed them aside.&nbsp; She handed him the juice and medicine, and used the water to wet the cloth.&nbsp; She cleaned away the fresh blood carefully and then used medicine from the kit to keep it from getting infected.&nbsp; Finally, she wrapped and taped him back up.&nbsp; "It looks much better.&nbsp; I hope you'll feel better soon, too."&nbsp; Standing up again, she cleaned up her mess and put everything away.&nbsp; She brought back some crackers and sat down beside him.&nbsp; She put them on the other side of him, but then stretched out to lay beside him again.&nbsp; "Is that better, Stefan?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:02:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(did she do all of that topless?)<br><br>Stefan nods.. "yeah..alittle.." he sighs softly..dressed only in his boxers..new ones that you got the other day.&nbsp; "I hope so..I think my stomach is just bruised from the hit.. my wrist" he lifts up the makeshift cast.."I think broken bones take weeks to heal.. but I do have a good nurse"<br><br>He reaches up..brushing your cheeks and hair with his curled up fingers on his broken wrist.<br><br>He lays..watching you softly. "We gotta do something .. but I don't know what to do next.&nbsp; If the...whatever it is..is out here too.."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:30:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(yes, she did...she's grown more comfortable, plus her concern for stefan drove all thoughts of herself/modesty from her mind)<br><br>Kimberly smiles and says, "Your wrist will take weeks to heal, but it should start to feel much better in a few days."&nbsp; She lays her head against his hand gently and smiles.&nbsp; "Something?&nbsp; Out here?"&nbsp; Her smile begins to fade as the outside world comes crashing down on her.&nbsp; She remembers that this is not some picnic out be the creek, and that's when scenes from yesterday fill her mind.&nbsp; Her eyes widen and then her eyes fill with tears.&nbsp; She doesn't move, just stares blankly ahead as the tears fall from her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:35:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan instantly regrets reminding you.&nbsp; He pulls you close to his chest.. "Ooh..I'm sorry.. Kimberly..I'm so sorry."<br><br>He hugs you to his chest.. "I promise you..I'm not going anywhere..I'm going to take care of you... I mean that.." he holds you to his chest..letting you sob.. he knows you need to work through your sorrow on your own.. there isn't any way to speed it..all he can do is hold you and tenderly care for you.. just as you have for him.<br><br>He shifts to let you come under the blankets to just hold him and sob.&nbsp; He strokes your hair and your back softly.. gently..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 04:31:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her heart completely broken, Kimberly clings to the only thing she has left, Stefan.&nbsp; She turns toward him and curls up into his embrace, whimpering as she cries; sounding like a little lost child.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 04:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's heart goes out to Kimberly.&nbsp; He holds her.. caressing her back softly..letting her cry..let it out.<br><br>"it's okay.. I understand.&nbsp; And I'm here for you...for as long as you need." he tries to soothe you.&nbsp; He does love the way you feel holding him.. making him feel wanted..needed.. even if it's just your only lifeline until you get yourself back steady.<br><br>"Shhh...it's okay." he kisses your head softly..then your forehead..trying to soothe you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 04:47:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It takes a long time, but eventually Kimberly weeps all her tears.&nbsp; She lies there hiccuping softly as she catches her breath, still clinging tightly to him as if she's afraid she will lose him if he lets go.&nbsp; As her hiccuping fades she inches up so that her face is buried now in his neck; she inhales his scent and sighs softly.&nbsp; He felt so comfortable and warm, and he helped her to forget what she didn't wish to remember.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 04:56:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan holds Kim..even after the sobbing is over.&nbsp; Finally he nuzzles.."get dressed.. let's put some distance behind us.. find out what's infront of us..not behind..okay?" he smiles..kissing her forehead again.. wanting to do more..but feeling..it's not../qute/.. appropreate yet.<br><br>"I'll make us some quick breakfest.. " he offers.. "Why don't you show me what you got yesterday..something nice."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 05:06:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Very reluctantly, Kimberly slowly disentangles herself from Stefan, her displeasure evident on her face.&nbsp; She tries not to show that she is disappointed, however, but tries to remember that he knows what is best for them.&nbsp; She pulls away and spots Sunshine sitting close to them.&nbsp; Leaning over she pets her dear friend while waiting for Stefan to rise first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 12:16:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan raises..pulling on a shirt and canvas pants. "I'm gonna check outside..so we can go use the facilities"<br><br>Getting the pistol..feeling comfortable with it..he unbarricades the door to the front office.&nbsp; Instantly he stops..seeing about 4 zombies inside.&nbsp; He stops..slowly backing up and coming up to you..reaching to lift you up into his arms..placing a finger over your lips. "Shhh... we're not...alone." holding you close to his chest.<br><br><em>(do we look like a romance novel cover? :) )</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 18:05:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly lookls frightened, but whispers quietly, "Want me to get my shotgun?"&nbsp; She figures that cleaning up would be much too loud and dangerous if they are so close.&nbsp; But she could easily climb into the back of the truck and have plenty of time to shoot them. before they could get to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 18:58:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods softly..lookign around.&nbsp; He's judging what he could leave behind.<br><br>"I.. can't really shoot well..do you think you could shoot from the back?&nbsp; I'm thinking.." he pauses.."I'm thinking..we'll get in.. and then just drive through the door..you can duck..then cover our get away."<br><br>His hands slip around your waist..holding you as he talks..concern in his voice.<br><br>"We can always get more stuff..I just.. I can't lose you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 19:16:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly pauses for a moment.&nbsp; Surely she could do something...&nbsp; The sleeping bags would be quiet enough, but the stove...she couldn't figure out that one.&nbsp; It would be too loud.&nbsp; She slipped from his arms and quietly gathered the bags, making only a small swooshing sound as they dragged on the floor.&nbsp; Instead of rolling them up, she took them to the cab and quietly opened the door, shoving them behind their seat so they wouldn't blow away.&nbsp; <br><br>She points to the stove and shrugs, grabs the first-aid kit and anything else she might find that is small enough to take quietly, putting it all in the truck.&nbsp; She helps Sunshine climb quietly into the bed of the pick-up and grabs her shotgun and one more from the camo bag as well as a box of shells and climbs into the back with Sunshine.&nbsp; While she waited for Stefan to start the truck to leave she made sure both weapons were loaded so that she could easily switch between the two if she should happen to miss.&nbsp; Unlikely with her skill and the slowness of the zombies, but she preferred to be prepared/
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 19:33:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan can't really help as much with his injuries..but he loads the pistol.. takes off the safety and places on the seat of the cab (yeah..there's safe handling of firearms)<br><br>He waits for you to be nearly ready, and enters the cab..trying to close the door quietly.&nbsp; In the adjoining room there is a moaning and renewed scratchnigs at the door.. unfortunatly where Stefan had started to remove the barracade to go out for his lead..the door won't hold long.<br><br>Stefan roars the truck to life, and the door bursts open, zombies coming in with open jaws and a groaning noise.<br><br>He doesn't want to drive yet..waiting for the first shot so he knows you're holding on before he drops the clutch and stomps on the gas.. giving a silent prayer
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 19:44:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly easily fires one bullet into the zombie nearest the door, cocks the old gun expertly and quickly, and is ready to fire the next as soon as Stefan goes.&nbsp; The zombie she hit has a large hole blasted into it's upper chest as it stumbles and falls.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 19:47:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The truck grinds as it's just dropped into gear and lunges forward.<br><br>To your horror..the zombie with the fist-sized hole STRAIGHT through it..falls back against the doorframe..then pulls itself up (she may not know that needs to be a head shot :) not a human killing shot)<br><br>The truck lurches at the barricated garage door, there is a grinding and twisting of metal as the aluminium gives way to Ford Fury.. and the door is shoved off it's footing.<br><br>Outside there is a small crowd of zombies which had gathered around the garage.. their bony fingers reaching for the sides of the truck as it bumps over the barracades.. giving Kim several other shooting opportunities as several grab onto the side and back as the truck starts to accellerate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 19:59:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(nope she didn't know that which is why she didn't aim for the head...she knows now though...i thought it would be wrong of her to just automatically know that because i do and all)<br><br>Startled, Kimberly doesn't allow herself to miss a beat.&nbsp; They're pulling away fast enough that she doesn't have to worry about that one, but she starts firing shells into any zombie that gets its hands on her truck.&nbsp; Switching to the other shotgun when the first shotgun runs out.&nbsp; Each time she aims for, and hits accurately, the head.&nbsp; Soon, three zombies are down and she quickly starts loading the guns again in case they are needed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 20:22:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luckily with the truck moving.. it's not even needed to kill the zombies..just knock them off the truck.<br><br>One has managed to come grab onto the passenger door..and is starting to reach in.&nbsp; Kim gets the back of the truck cleared to have Sunshine start to bark..drawing her attention to the zombie woman trying to claw her way into the front cab.. Stefan can't drive and shoot..right now he's trying to pick up the gun with his broken wrist.. knowing it could very well make it worse if he's forced to fire to save his life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:00:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stefan no," Kimberly cried out.&nbsp; She finished loading the shotgun and turned around to the zombie trying to get close to Stefan and fired, aiming straight for its head.&nbsp; Thankfully her aim was true, but she had put herself in an awkward position so the kick knocked her off balance and she fell back into the bed of the truck.&nbsp; Stefan could hear a muffled, "Popsicle Sticks," that would have sounded very much like a curse if it wasn't such a funny thing to say.&nbsp; Slowly, Kimberly sat up her bottom and lower back smarting where she had hit the hard bed of the truck.&nbsp; She looked around to see if there were anymore zombies threatening them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:12:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan puts down the gun...the zombie no longer moving.&nbsp; We've left most of them in the dust..and Stefan quickly turns to leave town..heading onto the empty country roads.&nbsp; He finally slows and stops..reaching with his foot to push the icky beheaded dead zombie from the cab.<br><br>He then runs around, trying to reach over the side to pull you down into his arms. "I'm sorry..I was so scared for you back there...are you okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:20:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly scoots herself back up against the side of the truck and replies, "I'm fine.&nbsp; Are you okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:23:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods.. his heart thumping from the adrenaline..which also makes his side throb..but right now he's just glad that you're safe.<br><br>Suddenly..impulsively..Stefan reaches to pull his arms around you..first in a hug..then he presses his lips to hers..kissing her..closed mouth..a long kiss releasing all of his worries of you being hurt.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:41:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly is happy to receive Stefan's hug, but his kiss surprises her.&nbsp; Her eyes widen for just a moment before they close completely.&nbsp; Her mouth softens against his and she reaches up a hand and places it on his jaw lightly, grateful for the contact and feeling...right.&nbsp; Like everything was all right.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:49:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan holds the kiss..finally..breaking away.&nbsp; He blushes softly.. "I.. " lost for words..what made him do that?<br><br>"I'm very glad you're safe Kim.. I need you." he looks into her eyes.&nbsp; His hands drift down..taking hers.. even his broken one..very gently holding her with his fingertips.<br><br>"I wish I knew where we could go that..wouldn't be infested with those...things."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:54:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiles and replies, "I'm glad that you are safe, too.&nbsp; I need you just as much if not more than you need me.&nbsp; I wish we knew a safe place, too.&nbsp; Do you think that once they have...," pausing, Kimberly takes a deep breathing to prepare herself to finish her question, "...killed all the people in a place they will move on?&nbsp; If so, Seattle might be safe again soon."&nbsp; Her hands in his feels very nice and she grips his uninjured hand in her own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 22:11:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugs. "I don't know..they seemed more active there then back in Seattle.&nbsp; In Seattle..they only came out when it was dark.. and they didn't swarm around like that."&nbsp; His fingers stroke hers.. just liking the contact.<br><br>"I would like to find someplace that has actual beds.. not just a couch..or a sleeping bag" he smiles.."You may be young..but I'm not as flexible as I used to be" he blushes.. feeling alittle bashful..that old robbing the cradle feeling again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 22:21:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, we do have a nice pick-up, let's go pick up a bed somewhere and take it back where we were safe then.&nbsp; We can stay there until help comes or until we can scout our a safer place," Kimberly suggests.&nbsp; She ignores the age reference because to her, there doesn't seem to be much of one.&nbsp; They are just two people who've lost the ones they cared about.&nbsp; Alone, yet together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 22:26:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan grins.. his eyes looking reminiscent for a moment. "mm..a mattress in the back of a truck?" he grins.. his voice teasing. "And here.. I thought that girls would never respect a guy like that?" he teases..trying to lighten the mood. "Well..I'd like to go back to that club..except we couldn't get the truck inside.&nbsp; If we could find..like a private parking garage..something that we could seal..we'd be safe.&nbsp; Where is a paranoid person who has a nice palacial mansion when we need him?"<br><br>He suddenly pauses.."You know..that might not be a bad idea.. us going to look in the..more..umm..ritzy part of Seattle.. for some of the houses that may have more security" he pauses.."If you're okay..you know..with us breaking..and entering and taking over someone's house"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 22:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly listened to his plan and began nodding, "That sounds like a great idea actually.&nbsp; We should do that, I think."&nbsp; Her hands still resting in his, she again squeezes his good hand lightly and smiles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 22:47:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushes.."I still feel alittle bad.. but.. It feels like the whole world is changing.. and we're doing what we need to survive."<br><br>He goes back into the truck.. and heads out.<br><br>Passing back through town he pulls off near one of those trailer-style fry&amp;burger places. "Let's get some lunch" he says..smilnig.. "I doubt there would be any zombies in here.<br><br>Inside he manages to get the propane cooking surface going..and the freezer still has some relatively cold and fresh food.&nbsp; Hot food..first time in ages.&nbsp; <br><br>He leans over the window "What can I get you miss?" He grins and winks..looking fondly at you.. not at all like a stranger..but like you're his best friend.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 23:01:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly plays in the fron of the restaurant with Sunshine, both of them enjoying the exercise they are so used to.&nbsp; When Stefan talks to her she turns and grins at him as if she has not a care in the world.&nbsp; "I guess a cheeseburger.&nbsp; Can you make some for Sunshine too," she asks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 01:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sunshine can have as much as she wants" he smiles.. "I'm glad she was there to help us."<br><br>He starts grilling up the food.. sighing happily.&nbsp; At this moment he feels the same way.. rather carefree.<br><br>We have a huge stack of hamburgers.. Sunshine has as much as he can eat as well.&nbsp; We sit on an abandoned picnic table.. smiling at each other.. just enjoying the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 02:15:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly plays with Sunshine until Stefan has finished preparing their lunch.&nbsp; While they sit at the table, Sunshine rests her paws on Kimberly's leg and eats off of the bench.&nbsp; Kimberly does keep smiling at Stefan.&nbsp; She also really enjoys the hot cheeseburger, one of her favorite treats.&nbsp; Off and on Kimberly talks a little about playing with Sunshine at the creek on hot summer days.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 02:20:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan eats..enjoying listening to the stories.&nbsp; After dinner, he closes up.. although he doubts the place will ever have another customer.<br><br>Back in the truck we start heading back into Seattle. "So..what sortof house are you looking for?" he says playfully.&nbsp; "this..is so wierd.. I mean.. we could go anywhere.. do anything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 02:28:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um...someplace with a pool," she says giggling.&nbsp; "I would like some place where Sunshine can run around, even if it has to be inside.&nbsp; Other than that, our safety and your comfort are all that matters to me."&nbsp; Kimberly again ignores looking around by watching Stefan as he drives them back to Seattle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 13:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's body language is abit stronger..but it's still obvious that well..he has a wounded side..and a broken wrist.<br><br>We pick our way through the streets..driving towards the Everett district.&nbsp; As we get into the posh rolling estates.. it's interesting.. trying to figure out where to go.&nbsp; Then..Stefan slows and points out something.."What's that?"<br><br>On one of the brick archways leading to an estate is a curious circle symbol spraypainted in day-glo orange.&nbsp; It's looks sortof like a swirl within a circle...definately out of place on the nicely appointed brick.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 15:32:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once again, Kimberly avoids looking around as they drive by slumpling in the seat and looking over at Stefan.&nbsp; She'd done a lot of that recently, it seemed.&nbsp; Today he looked a little different though, but she couldn't place the change.&nbsp; Eventually she decided that he must be feeling a little better.&nbsp; She had her shotgun across her lap and another sitting on the floor beside her, but eventually she tired of holding it so she scooted over to the middle of the truck and placed it next to her on the seat.&nbsp; Just as she was doing that, Stefan pointed out the symbol to her.&nbsp; "I don't know what that is," Kimberly replied as she looked at it curiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 15:49:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan likes it as she scoots over.. he's beginning to develop feelings for her..although he still guilts himself about the age difference.&nbsp; <br><br>He stops the car to look at the symbol.. and then just starts driving again.<br><br>Finally at last he picks one at random.. one which is fenced..but doesn't have a gate. "Okay..ready to see how the better half lives?" he smiles..pulling up the driveway and driving up to the very nicely appointed brick and stone house.&nbsp; The grounds are immaculate and there is a 4 car garage attached to the house.&nbsp; No cars in the large circular driveway..a nd the house itself is HUGE.. 2 stories, but the first floor must have 15 foot vaulted ceilings.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 16:05:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's jaw drops as she stares at the large house.&nbsp; It's nearly as big as her entire high school.&nbsp; Thankfully there is plenty of place for Sunshine and her to run and play, and the house is just...really big.&nbsp; "Will we stay in the garage at night then?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 17:24:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.."I dunno..maybe we can check out how.. secure the place is.&nbsp; See..all the lower windows have wrought iron bars..and if we can somehow get power.. I bet it has it's own security system." <br><br>He reaches to hold your hand.. "Shall we go?" <br><br>He leaves the truck parked out front..taking the handgun in his left hand.&nbsp; Walking up to the front door..not surprisingly..it's locked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 18:47:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly grabs Stefan's offered hand with her left and her shotgun with her right as she slides out of the truck.&nbsp; Sunshine bounds down after them and walks beside her as the go up to the door.&nbsp; "Should we look around for a key before I blast the lock open," she teases.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 19:12:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins.. "No.. and no.&nbsp; I don't think someone this wealthy would leave a key under a rock..and if you blast the door open..we'd not be able to lock it from the zombie hordes at night." he smiles. "Let's keep looking.. I'm sure there is a back door..a screen door.. or a door in the garage that's left open.&nbsp; Just be careful..especially of anywhere dark."<br><br>They set out to explore the main building..looking for any way in..or anything of note.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 19:20:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly giggles, glad that she could make him smile.&nbsp; She bends down to Sunshine, whispers a few things in the dog's ear, and then pats her head.&nbsp; Sunshine takes off happily, and Kimberly begins a careful search, particularly down low where there might be a basement.&nbsp; She does find a small window that's not open, but it is so small that only someone as thin as she could fit through it.&nbsp; "Stefan, she calls?&nbsp; Do you think these people would have a hammer and nails in there?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 00:31:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He comes over. "Hammer and nails? Why do you ask that?" he looks at the small cellar window. "I don't think I could fit through that.. and it's dark inside..and we don't know how safe it would be" His arm comes to wrap around her body.. looking at the small window.&nbsp; So far the place has looked tighter then.. well..something tight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 01:08:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think we could break the window, I could wiggle in, and then go upstairs and unlock the door for you.&nbsp; Then we could board the window up even if a...one of those things...could fit in it too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 14:13:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He thinks about this.. and then nods. "okay.. just..just be really careful."&nbsp; it is a good plan.&nbsp; There are no rocks in the manicured garden..but he does find a garden gnome.&nbsp; Using the stone figure, he breaks the window..making sure to get all the glass from the edges.&nbsp; He then removes his shirt, folding it over the window frame so that you won't cut yourself when you wiggle in.<br><br>"Here..take the pistol.. just be really really careful k?" he reaches up to touch your cheek..then hold you close. "Okay..I'll go wait at the front door"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 16:00:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiles at Stefan's thoughtfulness to keep her safe and trades her shotgun for his pistol.&nbsp; She slid through with only a wiggle and ended up standing on some sort of bookshelf.&nbsp; Turning carefully she hopped down and disappeared from Stefan's view.&nbsp; Several minutes later she was calling him front the front door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 16:19:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is standing at the door when you open it... cradling the shotgun. "You were safe? there was no zombies?" he didn't remember hearing a gunshot.<br><br>He reaches to hug you first.. "I'm proud of you." he smiles.."I think..first we shoudl look at making sure this place is secure. And then.. maybe we can go out..get a generator and set up power..so we can have another hot meal..and maybe even a hot shower.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 16:22:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly groans at the mention of a hot shower and shakes her head no, there were no zombies.&nbsp; "The place looks perfectly untouched actually.&nbsp; The owners probably weren't even here.&nbsp; Maybe at work or something..." her voice trails off as she remembers what she doesn't want to.&nbsp; Forcing a cheerful smile, she opens the door wider and hollars for Sunshine to come in after Stefan walks inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 02:41:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods.."Or..they heard early..and left.&nbsp; Although" he looks around.."People who could afford this place..they arn't exactly working in factories." he smiles..crouching to give Sunshine a scritch as she comes.<br><br>"I'll go around and start making sure we're secure.&nbsp; Do you wanna find the kitchen and get us some dinner?<br><br>There are actually three kitchens.. one is the main one.. one is off the downstairs rec-rooms (complete with indoor pool &amp; billiards room &amp; TV room) and the third oen a small kitchen upstairs by a small dining room overlooking the back patio..and the back pool.<br><br>Suddenly.. there is a faint thud..then the hall light comes on..followed by the sound of a radio someplace.. presumably left on.&nbsp; When I find you..I come up excitedly.."They have their own power generator.. and enough fuel..well..for I'd say a month or so.. if we conserve.. this place really was stocked."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 03:37:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time Stefan found her Kimberly already had something baking in the oven and a pot of pasta on the stove.&nbsp; At the counter she was stirring something white in a bowl and looked up at him, giving him a big smile, when he walked in the main kitchen.&nbsp; "That's great Stefan.&nbsp; As soon as you had the power on I searched and found food still frozen in a freezer in a pantry and started cooking right away.&nbsp; How does chicken parmesan and fettuccine alfredo sound?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 12:35:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles broadly.. "It sounds amazing." He pauses.."Do you know how to cook? I mean.. i could cook that stuff too if they had some frozen dinners.. you know the Skillet Sensations.. " he looks at all the pots.. "You look like you're cooking it from scratch tho"<br><br>It's obvious he's still pretty much a city boy... not used to homecooked food.<br><br>"Call me when it's done.. I'm going to board up the basement windows."<br><br>Stefan goes off to barricade the house..you can fainly hear the sounds of hammering as he works while you make lunch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 16:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I love to cook...from scratch," Kimberly replies.&nbsp; "My momma taught me," she finished, steadily ignoring any other thoughts about her momma that come to mind for now is not the time to worry.&nbsp; She grins up at him again as she quits stirring and goes to the stove to check on the pasta.&nbsp; "I will call you, be careful...take Sunshine with you, she'll be good company.&nbsp; And the pistol."<br><br>After he leaves Kimberly finishes making their lunch and sets the small table in the corner of the room.&nbsp; Soon she is at the door again, calling Stefan in for lunch this time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 17:06:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan makes headway, barricading the basement windows.&nbsp; The one difficult place is the pool room.. there are large glass windows looking out to the backyard.. not bars or anything.. he regretfully barricades the inside door..t he only way to get to the indoor pool is from the outside.. ironically.. just to be safe incase zombie hordes tried to attack.<br><br>He comes up.. shirtless..his torso sweating.&nbsp; Thankfully he's not bleeding this time.&nbsp; In her cooking..Kim has come across the pantry..a HUGE walk in pantry..with enough food for weeks..easily.&nbsp; It looks like whoever lived here.. lived life large..and conservatively.&nbsp; There are even several large jugs of water.<br><br>"I can hardly wait..give the waterheater this afternoon to heat up..and the.." he smiles.."I thought I saw a hottub in the master suite upstairs." he says.. his cheeks blushing abit.&nbsp; Sitting, he smiles.."Oh..that looks so great."<br><br>He digs in..giving a soft groan of appreciation.. "I've never tasted food this good.. I always had frozen."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 20:36:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly carefully examines Stefan with her eyes, making certain he didn't overexert himself.&nbsp; Satisfied he was okay, she sat down across from him and said, "Hot tub?&nbsp; Really?&nbsp; And she, you're wife, never cooked for you?"&nbsp; Kimberly looked very surprised and just a little sad to hear that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 20:42:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He sits down.. blushing. "Not..really.. I mean sometimes yeah.. but we.. we were on the rocks for most of the end of the relationship.. and even then..we were both busy with our careers.. so we mostly ate the pre-made stuff." the plight of most city-folk.<br><br>He smiles..eating..finally broaching a subject on his mind.&nbsp; "It's..going to be nice sleeping in real beds tonight..I think I'll be wary the first couple nights.. just making sure we're safe.&nbsp; And..umm.." he looks up at you.. blushing..but being open.. "Kim..I'd like to still have you in my bed tonight.&nbsp; You know.. it's safer if we're together..and.. well..I like you being there."<br><br>There..he said it.&nbsp; He feels his stomach in butterflies..which are also pained butterflies.. pesky injury
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 23:01:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly started eating, very happy that Momma had taught her how to cook even though she was mostly a daddy's girl.&nbsp; "A real bed will be wonderful and," she paused for a minute, suddenly feeling very shy and nervous for some reason.&nbsp; Finally she continued in a brisk, professional tone without looking up at Stefan, "Yes, I think that would be much safer.&nbsp; We should do that."&nbsp; Kimberly couldn't figure out why she was so nervous, but suddenly she wasn't very hungry anymore and while she longed to look across the table at Stefan she was somehow afraid to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 01:45:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan keeps his head down..focusing on the food.&nbsp; Was that too forward?&nbsp; Suddenly he's feeling shy. .feeling.. like he's robbing the cradle.<br><br>[But..it is safer] part of his mind argues.. [Don't fool yourself.. you know what you REALLY want] his other side rebuttles.<br><br>The meal is eaten in the slightly awkward silence..and when he finally looks up.. your gaze is down and he finds himself just staring for a moment..watching as you chase the chicken around your plate..not really eating it.&nbsp; His own plate is cleaned.<br><br>"That..was fantasic Kim." he says..sincere.. "mm.. I know we have alot to do..but I think I'm going to just lie down for abit this aft" his hand slipping down to his side.&nbsp; He keeps looking at you..smiling.&nbsp; "In fact..I think maybe our days of needing to be ont he run..may be over.&nbsp; This place..is about perfect."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 02:49:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly slowly looks up, her face a little flushed and her eyes a little bashful, but she still smiles warmly at Stefan as she stands to clean up their mess.&nbsp; "You should take a nap.&nbsp; Afterwards I can check your bandage, unless you think I need to now.&nbsp; This place does seem perfect, I hope it proves to be true."&nbsp; As she finishes speaking she scrapes her leftovers into a bowl and sets it on the floor by the door hollaring, "Sunshine!"&nbsp; Then waiting for his answer, she begins to fill the sink with dishes to wash.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 04:15:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods..smiling. "I'll do that.. you take such good care of me." he looks up at the ceiling.. "I'll just be in one of the smaller rooms at the top of the stairs.&nbsp; I..." he blushes.."I'm still nervious.. the place is so big.. I want you to always keep a weapon beside you..just incase."<br><br>He reaches to hold your hand for a moment..and then starts to head upstairs..taking his time on the stairs..holding his side.<br><br>Upstairs, he strips down to his boxers..and then slips into the bed.&nbsp; He sighs..feeling almost normal again.&nbsp; The pillow.. blankets.. even the blinking clock (he never bothered to reset it)&nbsp; Sleep overtakes him in a hurry.. his pistol left on the nightstand beside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 04:38:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly finishes washing the dishes, rinses Sunshine's dish and places it back onto the floor, and bleaches the sink.&nbsp; She takes stock of what is in the pantry and throws away anything that has spoiled from the refrigerator and freezers.&nbsp; She carries the full garbage sacks outside and carries them across and down the street a bit to keep them from the house and then returns, Sunshine running around her legs the entire time.<br><br>Kimberly goes upstairs to check on Stefan.&nbsp; She finds him sound asleep and pulls the blanket up over his shoulder then turns quietly and goes back downstairs.&nbsp; She brings in their clothing and supplies from the truck and arranges them in the kitchen for later.&nbsp; She barricades the front door and plays with Sunshine for about an hour before going to check on Stefan again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 14:24:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is lost in dreamland.&nbsp; Before.. or in a world where this never happened.&nbsp; In his dream..they are back on the train.... eyes lifting..he sees Kimberly across the room.&nbsp; She shyly lifts her head up..meeting his gaze.<br><br>Standing..they approach each other..the room fading away..it's just them.&nbsp; Kissing..bodies pressing together..laying her back down against a soft bed..letting his hands roam over her naked form.<br><br>In the bedroom, he's starting to stir.&nbsp; He shifts..arroused in his sleep..then moans out softly.&nbsp; At first mistakeable for a moan of pain..he then whispers.."Kimberly.. ooh..mmm Kimberly.." no mistaking that tone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 16:56:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching him from the door, a soft and caring expression on her face, Kimberly starts across the room towards Stefan as he begins to move and moans seemingly in pain.&nbsp; Halfway across the room, she stops--very surprised.&nbsp; The way that he says her name is almost...loving and very...sensual.&nbsp; She might be an innocent farm girl, but she's seen enough television and movies to know what he might be thinking about.&nbsp; At first her face colors a bright red, but then she firmly tells herself that it's only natural really.&nbsp; She's the only girl he knows anymore.&nbsp; Deciding to let him have his dream, but not sure that she should hear it, Kimberly quietly retreats to go back downstairs.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 17:43:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[Grins...great reaction.&nbsp; I wonder if it's put the seed of the idea in her head ;D ]<br><br>Stefan wakes at last.. feeling much more centered.. relaxed.&nbsp; He leans back.. enjoying the thoughts of the dream..guilt free too..it's a dream afterall.. <br><br>He slips out of bed..gasping softly..then makes his way to the bathroom..taking an expensive houserobe on the way.&nbsp; He goes through the medicine cabinet..finding some pills and then getting a glass of water..the taps still working. (thank god for water pressure)<br><br>He tests the hot water..and is delighted to find that the water heater has done it's work.&nbsp; With thoughts of a shower..or even the hottub..he heads downstairs..looking for Kim.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 17:53:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				{ thanks&nbsp; :) }<br><br>Kimberly is downstairs rough-housing with Sunshine on the floor.&nbsp; She had discovered the way to the pool was barricaded and decided maybe she shouldn't swim alone anyway, so after exploring the large house she had come in to read whereupon Sunshine had taken it upon herself to exercise her friend.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 18:01:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan comes to the door, and just leans there, watching you having fun.&nbsp; He doesn't feel any need to interupt.. it's entertaining to watch..and when he's noticed, he has a big smile on his face.<br><br>"You look like you're having fun." he says softly.&nbsp; "I didn't want to interupt you.. I'm up now.. " he smiles.. heading over to the bookshelf..taking out a book and settling down in a chair where he can watch you play.. starting to read one of the books left behind. "Treasure Island"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 19:55:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In the middle of giggling and getting a sloppy lick on her face, Kimberly looks up and smiles sweetly at Stefan.&nbsp; With a teasing note in her voice, once she stops giggling, she asks, "Did you have any good dreams?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 20:06:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan suddenly blushes..faltering and dropping his book.&nbsp; It's like she could READ HIS MIND!<br><br>"Umm..Umm.." he squirms... put on the spot. "Ooh..maybe..I slept well.. I don't remember my dreams" he lies.. hoping it's not too obvious as he reaches down for the book.. for the time being he can't look you in the eyes..because he knows you'd see right through him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 20:19:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly watches Stefan's reaction closely.&nbsp; If she had entertained any doubts as to the nature of his dream they were all eradicated now.&nbsp; With a wide grin on her face she gets up and tells Sunshine to go play.&nbsp; Thinking that reading sounded like a great idea she went over to the bookshelf and got book herself.&nbsp; This time the classic was "Tom Sawyer."&nbsp; She walked over to Stefan and sat down right in front of his chair and leaned back against his legs, stretching out her own in front of her.&nbsp; "This is nice," she says, ignoring the fact that he wouldn't look at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 20:45:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan sits back..regaining his composure.&nbsp; "I guess..TV is going to be alittle sparse.. although." he smiles.. "We have the whole DVD collection at our fingertips." he reaches down..his hand coming to rest idly stroking your hair.<br><br>"I think a couple days rest here..that would be nice..then we can worry about getting some more longer term provisions.. like more gas for the generator.. and food." he sits back.. idly reading Treasure Island..and idly enjoying touching your hair..and chatting.<br><br>"I hope you won't get bored.. with me as your only company."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 20:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly leans back a little more enjoying being close to Stefan and replies, "I never did like television much anyway, but movies would be okay.&nbsp; That sounds like a good plan, too.&nbsp; I could use a rest, and we easily have enough to last us several days at least."<br><br>Cuddling comfortably she reads her book though she sometimes has to go back and reread as her mind wanders off, returning to the memory of Stefan's dream and his reaction to her mentioning it.&nbsp; Everytime she thinks of it a smile plays around her lips.&nbsp; "Oh, Stefan, you're wonderful company.&nbsp; And don't count Sunshine out either," she adds teasingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 21:00:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles.."Of course not." he looks up..but at the time Sunshine is out of the room.&nbsp; "Back before.. all of this.. I wasn't really a dog guy.. more of a cat person." he smiles.. liking the connection.. stroking hair is innocent..right?&nbsp; Yeah..he keeps telling himself that.<br><br>"I used to read.. go to movies.. mostly I was trying to find a new job..start a new career." he looks around.. "You know..I don't know if I could live like this.. I mean..there is everything here.. swimming.. pool tables.. all the books someone could read in a lifetime.&nbsp; And there are half a dozen rooms upstairs I've still not even looked in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 21:08:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dogs are nicer and more fun," Kimberly interjects with a smile of her own.&nbsp; She leans her head back to smile at him, it is very comforting the way he is softly stroking her hair.<br><br>"I love to read, and I like movies.&nbsp; I'm not ready to even think about a career though.&nbsp; I still have to finish high school.&nbsp; But I wouldn't want to live like this.&nbsp; It's too...oppulent and fancy.&nbsp; Not like a real house.&nbsp; I want a white farm house with a wrap-around porch, lots of land and animals, and my own creek too.&nbsp; Though I do like the swimming pool and hot tub," she added with a wide grin back at him.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 21:13:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods..for a moment...thinking of the future.&nbsp; He lets the book gently lower to his lap..and keeps stroking your hair.<br><br>The world is so different.. can you even finish highschool..what is highschool.&nbsp; What about jobs.. food.. right now stuff is fresh..but a year from now? 10 years?<br><br>"I don't know what to say.." he says at last.. "I.. everything I thought was normal.. is gone now.&nbsp; My ex.. my job..my home." his fingers stop stroking.. when one's going trying to survive..they don't have time ot sit and think about the future.<br><br>He looks down.. "Kim..you won't leave me...will you?" his tone tinged by alittle insecurity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 21:22:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly nods in understanding, her eyes shining with tears he can't see while she looks down at her book.&nbsp; "Yes," she agrees softly, "it's never going to be the same I think."&nbsp; Hearing the strange twinge in his voice Kimberly looks back at him.&nbsp; Seeing a little bit of fear in his eyes she puts down her book and gets on her knees to face him and says, "I will never leave you Stefan.&nbsp; I would never want to."&nbsp; And she leans forward to wrap her arms around his waste, resting her head in his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 21:26:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan leans down, wrapping his arms around her.<br><br>"Thank you Kim.. I.. I know I've said it before..but I don't know what I'd do without you"&nbsp; He holds her for a moment..stroking her hair.."I think everything is going to be okay.&nbsp; I mean.. look..apart from the zombies..we have the world at our fingertips.&nbsp; Although right now.. I'd just like to settle down..maybe wait until my stomach and wrist is better." he holds up his arm.&nbsp; "I can't exactly just go to the hospital."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 21:37:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you could...but there wouldn't be anybody there," she teased.&nbsp; Feeling as if it was the right thing to do, Kimberly pushed herself up from the ground and climbed up into Stefan's lap, carefully avoiding the side where he was hurt.&nbsp; She placed her long legs over the arm of the chair and cuddled into him, her arms still wrapped around him tight.&nbsp; "We're going to be fine, Stefan.&nbsp; Just fine...together," she said softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 21:45:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods.. his arms slipping around her as Kim slides into his lap.&nbsp; He closes his eyes..a little flush coming to his cheeks. "Kim.. I gotta be honest.. I think honestly is always a good thing.. I...I do remember my dreams.." his blush deepening.. "And they were just dreams..right? So.. you can't like think anything..but.. I was dreaming about you.." trying to be honest, yet oblique enough that you don't need to press the issue.<br><br>Part of him is screaming..what are you DOING?&nbsp; Why are you saying that.. are you MENTAL?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 21:58:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly snuggled in closer, trying to hide the flush she knew was creeping up her entire body and very quietly replied, "And <em>what</em> were you dreaming about me?"&nbsp; For some reason she knew what she wanted him to say, something that ordinarily she would have laughed at, but it certainly didn't appear funny to her now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 22:08:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He holds Kim as she snuggles closer..but blushes more as she presses.&nbsp; He thinks for a moment..then seeks out her eyes.. both of them blushing.&nbsp; He looks deep there.. "You really want me to say?&nbsp; You know.. it's just a dream.. but I don't want you thinking I'm some sortof dirty old man."&nbsp; his tone playful.. yet a hint of insecurity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 22:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Returning Stefan's gaze steadily, Kimberly answers, "Yes, I think I would like you to tell me unless you don't think it's a good idea.&nbsp; And I don't think you're dirty or old."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 01:30:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan wasn't expecting her to press forward.&nbsp; He looks up and blushes.."It's okay a dream..but..well..I can't remember the details.. but we were together.. umm.. romantically." he blushes..quite aware that you're currently across his lap..and he's perhaps 15 years older then you... not quite twice your age.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 04:36:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiled, and while she looked very shy and continued to blush she didn't look angry or upset at all.&nbsp; "Thank you for telling me, Stefan."&nbsp; She snuggled up closer, lost in thoughts very different from Stefan's.&nbsp; While he was thinking about age, she was thinking how good it felt to be this close to someone.&nbsp; How it felt like they belonged like this, to her at least.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 14:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan would haev SWORE that she would have run away..but he always felt honesty was the best policy.<br><br>But instead.. Kim snuggles closer..closing her eyes with a blissful look on her face.&nbsp; His arms hold her close..and he leans down, nuzzling her soft hair..then giving a soft kiss on her forehead.<br><br>He shifts slightly..and then reaches down..a hand wrapping around her leg to help adjust how she's sitting slightly..loving how her legs feel. <br><br>"This just feels so nice.." he says softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 15:30:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiles at his soft little kiss and would have snuggles even closer if she hadn't already been as close as she could be.&nbsp; "Yes it does," she answers in a very soft voice.&nbsp; She relaxed completely against him, very content and happy, and beginning to get a little sleepy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 17:22:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan holds you..loving how you feel in his arms.&nbsp; "mmm.. just rest here..we don't need to be rushing anymore." he smiles..nuzzling your hair again.&nbsp; <br><br>His one hand lifts up his book..resting on your lap..his other just holding you.. his attention more on how nice you feel in his lap then the reading.. it's nice to just have a lazy relaxing late afternoon together.. being so close.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 18:05:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling safe and secure, Kimberly falls asleep in Stefan's arms, her cheek resting against his shoulder and her warm, regular breathing blowing softly on his neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 18:57:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan had his nap...so it's only fair to let Kim take her afternoon nap in his arms.&nbsp; She feels so comfortable..and he's able to just lean back..read for about an hour..then set the book down to just hold you..listening to your soft breathing.<br><br>He reaches up to stroke your hair softly..so content.. perhaps drifting off himself..not quite sure..finallya s the light coming in from outside starts to dim... and his stomach starts to growl looking for supper, he stirs again.<br><br>From sitting all afternoon he's alittle stiff.. his side aching.. wrist abit too.&nbsp; He nuzzles you..kissing gently..loving how you feel in his arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 22:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If Kimberly dreamed she was unaware of it, and she awoke to a soft kiss and cuddles.&nbsp; Sighing softly, not yet fully awake, Kimberly snuggled closer and placed a small kiss on Stefan's neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 22:40:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan wasn't expecting that..and it feels ooh so nice.&nbsp; As Kim stirs..he looks down..then gives into his urges..leaning to gently brush his lips to hers.. just for a moment..just to feel the whisper of a kiss.<br><br>He pulls back before she wakes up..feeling a mixture of estacy and guilt..just holding and snuggling while you wakt up. "Mm..I think it's getting on dinner time.." he smiles.. "I was gonna propose to go out and barbeque..but..Id on't think we should at night." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 22:46:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What seems to be a soft kiss on her lips wakes Kimberly fully and she places her fingertips on her lips where they tingle, a small smile on her face.&nbsp; Blinking several times, she remembers where she is and quietly whispers, "Stefan," in such a way that he knows she is happy and feels safe.&nbsp; In a minute and a little louder Kimberly replies, "I was thinking homemade pizza.&nbsp; All the ingredients are already here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 23:02:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles as you whisper his name. "I'm right here."<br><br>At the sounds of supper his stomach answers..growling. "mm..ooh that sounds like it would be delightful."&nbsp; He winces as you start to move off his lap..it's obvious he needs the pain meds.&nbsp; <br><br>"You know..I hope that in time.. I won't get like addicted to those things" he says nodding towards the Tylinol 3's.&nbsp; "Is the bruising going down any?" he asks..leaning back and opening his shirt...<br><br>Indeed..the bruising is starting to go through it's stages of healing..although from the injury..it's probably going to be days or weeks before he's 'all better'.&nbsp; And then..there's the wrist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 23:06:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After standing, Kimberly studies him judiciously forcing her eyes to stay on his injury only despite a flicker to his chest.&nbsp; <em>Now why am I looking there,</em> she thinks to herself.&nbsp; "You can start taking regular tylenol in a day or two I'm sure.&nbsp; You won't get addicted if you follow my orders," she says with a giggle.&nbsp; "I'll be right back with some water and your medicine."&nbsp; Kimberly goes into the kitchen to get it and returns just a few short moments later.&nbsp; Handing it to him she again disappears, nearly tripping over Sunshine who suddenly appeared in the doorway.&nbsp; Laughing and softly scolding her pet she goes back into the kitchen and Stefan can hear her begin to prepare their dinner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 23:11:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan watches Kim admire his chest..and frankly he doesnt' mind.&nbsp; He does find himself 'sucking it in abit' to .. what..try to impress her?&nbsp; Lucky he doesn't hear this.<br><br>"Okay..I'll try not to be fussy" he says..smiling.<br><br>After resting until the drugs start to kick in, he makes his way upstairs.. lights.. a working stove..what was one taken for granted now seems to be twice the luxury.&nbsp; And watching you making the homemade pizza.. "Ooh..that' sgoing to be so good" <br><br>He sits at a small counter by the kitchen to watch as youf inally put the pizza in the oven.<br><br><em>(Ironically..I think we may be doing pizza for supper)</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 23:13:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling at him as he enters the room, Kimberly finished her work before speaking.&nbsp; "It will be ready soon, what should we do while we wait," she asks while giving him another smile and walking over to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 23:30:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks at you..and then just opens his arms. "Snuggle?" he suggests.. half jokingly.<br><br>Looking up he smiles.."Did you still want to use the hottub later tonight?&nbsp; I can fire it up after dinner is done.. " he smiles.. thinking about another thing he saw. "Oh..wait..I'll be right back"&nbsp; He slips his arms around you to hug for a moment..then hobbles off.<br><br>Gone for about 3 min..then he returns..carrying a dusty bottle of wine. "They have a stocked wine cellar.. this" he holds up a bottle.. "I'd never be able to afford this back before.. " he smiles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 23:34:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly almost ran right into Stefan's arms but caught herself as she realized he was just teasing.&nbsp; She nods emphatically at the mention of the hot tub, a luxury she'd always wanted to try, but they don't have many of those on rural farms.&nbsp; While Stefan is mysteriously gone she sets the table for dinner, turning to him with a smile when he returns.&nbsp; Kimberly giggles a little, wine and a hot tub.&nbsp; Sounds like a great evening to her.<br><br><em>{giving alcohol to a minor...uh oh... :)}</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-05-2006, 12:19:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(Hey..hush...she's very mature ;D)</em><br><br>Stefan sets the wine down..but we still have some time waiting before the pizza.&nbsp; He smiles, and loves the musical sound of her giggling.&nbsp; He comes back to her, wrapping his arms around her, holding her close to his chest.&nbsp; "You know..I almost think you're happy.." he smiles..leaning down to nuzzle into her hair softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-05-2006, 19:34:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly wraps her own arms around Stefan's waist, very carefully, and leans her head on his chest.&nbsp; "I am very happy, Stefan.&nbsp; Thanks to you," she replies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-05-2006, 19:56:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.. just holding her.&nbsp; He then moves over..gently guiding her to follow, sitting down on one of the chairs just off the kitchen, drawing her down into his lap.<br><br>He holds you, reaching up to gently guide her hair back from her face, smiling and just admiring her.&nbsp; He then reaches to his chin. "Ooh..I've not shaved in days.. I must look like a mess" he smiles.. his eyes fondly looking at you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 00:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly settles in again, enjoying being this close to Stefan where she feels so safe.&nbsp; Giggling she reaches up to touch the whiskers on his face and teasingly says, "You don't look so bad.&nbsp; Certainly not half as bad as I, my hair hasn't been properly washed in forever it seems.&nbsp; No soap."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 02:29:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.. "Well...you can wash tonight..although..not in the hottub" he grins.."That's just for fun.. relaxing." he smiles..running fingers through your hair..it's alittle tangly..but he thinks you're just perfect.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 02:31:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm, both sound heavenly," Kimberly replied all happily snuggled up close.&nbsp; Soon the delicious scent of pizza crust began to waft through the house and Kimberly's stomach rumbled quietly causing her to giggle.&nbsp; "I'm glad it will be ready soon," she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 14:22:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan grins and hugs her tight. "mm..let's get ready for dinner." he smiles.. giving a final squeeze..then a final gentle kiss to the forehead.. feeling more comfortable being affectionate..although not.. /quite/ crossing the line yet.<br><br>He goes to find two crystal wineglsses and a corkscrew.&nbsp; As you start to bring out the pizza, he opens the bottle of the rose wine, pouring it into two glasses, and setting them out on the small table in the kitchen area.&nbsp; <br><br>"I guess having a $500 bottle of wine with our pizza.. is something new to both of us"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 17:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling Kimberly says, "Yes, new for me."&nbsp; Finally the table is set with everything they will need, and she sits down in a chair waiting for Stefan to sit as well before she serves the pizza.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 17:42:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan sits.. reaching to sip the wine.&nbsp; It's unlike anything he's tasted before..but then.. we're not alittle above his prior lifestyle.<br><br>The pizza too, is amazing.&nbsp; Homemade.. with loving care.&nbsp; Not at all like storebought.&nbsp; Dinner is a fun affair.. the long stringy cheese making a couple fun moments where he can reach over to pull at the strings.. and the wine slowly getting us less and less inhibited.<br><br>Near the end, Stefan raises a slice, holding it between.. "Mmm..c'mere." he says..leaning so he can start eating it from one side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 17:52:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly enjoys everything about dinner, the wine is delicious, the pizza is her favorite treat, the company is delightful.&nbsp; She is full of smiles and giggles and enjoys playing with her stringy cheese as well as his, stealing bits of his cheese often and popping them into her mouth, smiling.<br><br>Kimberly pulls up a leg underneath her so she can reach across the table better, pushes her plate out of the way, and leans over the table to nibble on the slice that Stefan is eating from the other side feeling quite playful and happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 17:57:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(grins..you can see where this is leading..right? Winks)</em><br><br>Stefan continues nibbling..his eyes meeting yours..and giving abit of a 'challenge'.&nbsp; It's like the almost romantic game of 'chicken'..who's going to back off first.<br><br>We both eat the small piece of pizza.. our lips getting closer and closer together.&nbsp; Finally..he moves his hand away..so our mouths are the only thing holding up the pizza..<br><br>then..a moment later..takinga nibble..his lips brush against yours.&nbsp; He feels his heart racing..but he doesn't pull back right away..liking the fun intimacy..and curious to her reaction..if she'd be the first to pull back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 18:11:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>a little reminiscent of <strong>Lady and the Tramp</strong>, but I like it :)</em><br><br>Kimberly doesn't look away, her inhibitions and shyness washed away by the sweet wine.&nbsp; Finally, it seems as if she's been waiting for it forever, Stefan's lip just barely touch hers.&nbsp; Immediately she begins to breathe faster, but she stays right there with his lips against her own, looking deep into his eyes and not a bit afraid.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 18:15:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She doesn't pull back..and maybe it's the wine.. maybe it's the days together.. maybe it's his fantasies.<br><br>Stefan goes the final distance..pressing his lips to Kimberly's.&nbsp; Not a needy kiss.. just a soft..gentle one.. his eyes closing slightly as he feels her small pert lips against his.. moving his lips to change the innocent brushing into a soft kiss.. <br><br>He doesn't pull back quite yet...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 18:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's lips full upon hers helps Kimberly to know this is no accident, but a real kiss now.&nbsp; Her lips soften against his and her eyes close, completely forgetting all about the pizza or anything else for that matter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 19:50:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan melts into the kiss.. his broken hand coming up to her shoulder.. not pushing away..if anything holding her to let the kiss linger.&nbsp; <br><br>Now that neither one are 'backing off', the kiss lingers.. time seeming to pause as his lips kiss her..softly.. over and over.. <br><br>Finally.. diffcult to tell how long .. the kiss breaks.. lips sticking together slightly as our bodies pull back..and eyes open.<br><br>He blushes slightly..sitting back down..looking up at you.. wanting to talk..but not knowing quite what to say to break the ice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 19:59:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly sat down on her chair with a small thud, surprised but not in the least upset.&nbsp; If anything she would have wished for the kiss to last even longer, but she was a little unsure of herself.&nbsp; He probably had only kissed her because he was lonely or had too much wine.&nbsp; Surely he couldn't like her like she liked him.&nbsp; The moment she realized that she liked him as more than a friend her eyes widened although she still did not look upset but just continued to stare at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:05:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(aww.. arn't they cute?)</em><br><br>Stefan blushes alittle more.. the wine..the wine is making him blush.&nbsp; She's not saying anything.. and he just thinks..okay..she's just being polite..and not wanting to make me feel awkward.<br><br>Biting his lip slightly, he reaches for another piece, then offers it to you.. "More?" he asks.. his eyes looking at yours..seeing the way you keep looking away shyly.<br><br>... the pizza?&nbsp; or..more kisses?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:13:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly quietly says, "No more pizza for me.&nbsp; I'm...not hungry anymore."&nbsp; She looked back up at him and nibbled on her lower lip just a bit, wondering what would happen next.&nbsp; If he tried to kiss her again would she kiss him back, she wondered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:20:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods..he wasn't hungry either..&nbsp; He sets the pizza back down..and just watches you.. the wine bottle empty.&nbsp; <br><br>He takes a risk.. "mmm.. Kim.. .." trying to figure out how to start.&nbsp; <br><br>He decides a different tact. "Do you still want to.. hottub?" he asks, abit quieter.&nbsp; "I could get and get it started..it would probably take some time.. and.. " he trails off.. his eyes still looking up at you.. hoping..that you still want to..that he didn't overstep the line.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:21:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I would love to," Kimberly replies.&nbsp; "I can clean up the kitchen while you get it ready."&nbsp; Very quickly she stood and began to clear their dishes from the table.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan gets up too.. he's feeling as shy and nervious as you are.&nbsp; And they both seem to be feeling the same thing.. about the other.<br><br>Stefan goes upstairs to the large hottub room.. there are large windows overlooking the front yard.. we're high enough up that it's safe from anyone getting up here.<br><br>He starts the water to fill the tub, making sure the water is clean, and then starts to loko around.. there is a small place for an ice bucket.. as well as a entertainment system.<br><br>He flicks through the stations.. nothing is on..and then puts on some music. Something soft.. faintly country..faintly 'oldies.'.. nothing obtusive. just enough to be there.. pleasent.<br><br>Then.. on impulse..he heads down to the wine cellar.. getting another bottle.&nbsp; He stops by the kitchen..this time he has a bubbly champagne.. something very sweet and light.. "I.. umm.. I'm going to bring this up..just incase we get thirsty" He smiles..showing you the champagne.&nbsp; "If you wanna try it..I'm sure you'd love it.&nbsp; I've had this before at Weddings." he smiles..looking at you..just watching.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:31:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly wraps up the rest of the pizza for a snack sometime and places it in the refrigerator.&nbsp; She gets some questionable meat from the freezer for Sunshine and places it on her plate on the floor and then washes the dishes quickly.&nbsp; When Stefan pops in she is rinsing them and putting them into the drainer.&nbsp; Turning to him she answers, "It sounds wonderful.&nbsp; I'll bring the glasses and meet you upstairs in a few minutes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:39:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles..feeling alot more confident now.&nbsp; Kim appears not to be dwelling on the kiss.. and even sounds.. well.. she's her same fantastic self.<br><br>He smiles, heading upstairs..and then with an afterthought..he's not sure how you want to go into the hottub..he puts the champagne into the ice he retrieved..and then goes to the master bedroom..changing into a pair of boxers..intending to use them as swim trunks..and then his houserobe.<br><br>When you come up..he's busy..the robe open..looking at the bandages around his side..seeing underneath that it's stopped bleeding..healed over..it's still purple and bruised..but the immediate concern is past.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:46:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That looks much better, Stefan," Kimberly says smiling as she enters the room.&nbsp; "Is the hot tub ready then," she asks seeing that he is apparently ready to get in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:50:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods.."It should be nice and hot..ooh..and." he smiles..moving over..he turns on the bubbles..which does a good job at masking anything below the water surface.<br><br>He looks at you..smiling..then raising..he turns around..and then impulsively..slips down his boxers..the housecoat covering him..he then walks to the hottub..stepping in..and sliding down..the housecoat acting sortof as a curtain for his modesty until he's under the surface of the water.. shrugging out of the garment to let it fall aside.. leaving him probably naked in the water.&nbsp; He smiles..shifting to the far side..<br><br>"Oh..my god..the water is so nice.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 20:55:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Stefan gets in, Kimberly turns around and removes her shoes, socks, shirt, and pants.&nbsp; Then she stands there for a moment trying to decide whether or not she should take off her panties and bra.&nbsp; She turns a little bit to look at Stefan, wondering what he thinks she should do with the question written on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 21:00:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles..as if he already knows what she's asking.<br><br>"Don't worry..I won't peek" he turns around..so his back is to her..leaning over the back of the hottub.. as if she was just asking with her eyes if he was going to watch her strip down.&nbsp; <br><br>He waits.. his ears perking over the sounds of the motor and the bubbles..listening to you
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 21:07:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning back away from his, Kimberly reaches around behind her back and undoes the clasp on her bra.&nbsp; Pulling it off her arms she puts it on top of her other clothes.&nbsp; Then she hooks on hand on her panties and pulls the down wiggling out of them.&nbsp; When they fall to the ground, she steps out of them and peeks over her shoulder again before fully turning and walking over, climbing in carefully and setting down, moaning softly as she did so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 21:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan hears the soft shifting of clothing.. and finally the sounds of you slipping into the water.&nbsp; He gives a moment more then turns around..sighing as he sits back down.. <br><br>"Doesn't this just feel wonderful?" he says..the hottub was built for 6..and with onlyt wo..there is a bit of room between us.&nbsp; Under the water..he reaches..his foot finding yours to play toesies with.<br><br>"I've always wanted one of thse..I only get to use them when I'd stay in a hotel...and then you'd always be sharing it with some loud obnoxious tourists."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 21:18:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiled.&nbsp; "It certainly does feel wonderful, I love it.&nbsp; But I've never stayed in a hotel, I have no idea what you're talking about."&nbsp; Her toes ran gently across his foot and she giggled a little as it tickled her.&nbsp; The warm water and bubbles felt amazing to Kimberly and she leaned her head back and sighed softly, basking in the sensations.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 21:23:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan relaxes too.. smiling and playing footsies from time to time.<br><br>He starts up some idle chat..about your life back home.. "Have you had any boyfriends? Mmm.. tell me about your growing up.. I've never lived on a farm." he smiles..watching you.. just generally loving the sensations.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 21:35:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly answers all of Stefan's questions honestly, sometimes going into detail and sometimes not so much.&nbsp; No real boyfriends, just dates.&nbsp; She goes on and on about life on the farm.&nbsp; When she has answered all of his questions she falls silent, afraid to ask him anything that might bring up his wife and child and make him sad.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 21:56:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.. curious..and just liking the talking.<br><br>At one point he pauses.. seeing the shy look on her face.&nbsp; "It's okay to ask me anything.. even about my ex.&nbsp; I..just didn't want to say anything if it would bother you." he gives a little smile.."Honestly.. I'm okay.. "&nbsp; He doesn't bring up his daughter tho..that's abit..painful still.<br><br>Giving you time to collect your thoughts..he reaches over, opennig the champagne.. and then pouring two narrow crystal flutes of the sweet nectar.&nbsp; He leans to give one to you..reaching to tink the glasses.. "Cheers." he smiles..sipping it.. his eyes looking at you as he reaches again to lpay with your toes with his..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 22:08:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly still doesn't ask him anything, the only things she'd really like to know would certainly hurt him...most particularly about his daughter.&nbsp; She accepts the glass of the champagne, meets his toast, and takes a sip cautiously.&nbsp; It is very sweet and the bubbles tickle her lips, and she giggles happily.&nbsp; Over just a few minutes she has drained her glass, but doesn't realize that she is a little tipsy.&nbsp; All she knows is that she feels wonderfully relaxed and happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 22:16:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He can sortof tell that she wants to know stuff..but is shy.&nbsp; He drains his after he notices you've been very quick with yorus.. and then refills.<br><br>The third refil..and he's starting to feel it.&nbsp; The bottle is about half way empty.. and he's feeling so warm..bubbly. <br><br>"mmm..Kim..ask it.. I can tell yuo wanna know.. just ask.. please." he pauses.. then says.."Yes..I liked kissing you.. and no I don't feel guilty"&nbsp; not knowing where that came from..but.. maybe that's what you were wondering.. the alcohol making him quite open to talking and taking 'risks'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 22:23:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly, greatly enjoying the effects of the alcohol doesn't say much of anything for a long time, instead just smiling happily.&nbsp; She does respond to one thing he says though, "I liked kissing you too, I don't feel guilty."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 22:25:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles.. nodding and then moving..he slips around the hottub until he's sitting in one of the contoured seats right beside you.<br><br>"Good.. " the alcohol has loosened his tongue. "Because..I was worried you'd not like me... I don't know why I did it..I didn't set out to kiss you..but..it just happened..and when it did.. it was just.." he smiles..looking at you..deep into your eyes..<br><br>"I want to .." he lifts his hand out of the water...reaching to cup your cheek softly..stroking..fingertips trying to draw you to lean towards him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 22:48:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly watches Stefan move closer, happy when he sits beside her.&nbsp; "Of course I like you, Stefan.&nbsp; And I liked the kiss, really," she interjects.&nbsp; When he touches her cheek it's almost like magic the way she leans her head to touch him, almost as if she's following unknown directions as she slowly leans in closer to him, her lips parting slightly and her eyes half-closed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 22:52:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan can't believe it.&nbsp; Kim is leaning in.<br><br>He leans close himself, his hand slipping around her face to cup.. leaning to perss his lips to hers again.<br><br>His goatee is alittle rough.. but his lips broad.. soft.. plump.&nbsp; This time there is no 'accidental' kiss..he kisses her softly..deeply.. his body shifting until his leg is brushing agianst hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 23:09:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her senses already heightened from the drinks, Kimberly nearly feels as if a bolt of lightning struck her lips where Stefan's touched hers.&nbsp; Her eyes close completely and she leans in even closer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 03:27:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan savours the kiss..just openly kissing Kim.. over and over.&nbsp; His casted hand slides around her neck..cupping her..holding her as he continues the kiss, parting his lips to lick her small lips softly.<br><br>He breaks the kiss, looking into her eyes..not pulling back from the closeness.. "Kim.." he says softly.. a hint of a question...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 03:30:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lost in his gentle kisses it takes Kimberly a moment to realize he is waiting for her to speak.&nbsp; Opening her eyes to look into his she makes herself remember what he had said.&nbsp; "Yes," she asked him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 03:33:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan..doesn't even know what he's trying to ask.&nbsp; He bites his lips..and then smiles.&nbsp; Shifting away..just for a moment..he scoots back to the bucket of ice, and brings the bottle of champagne back...the whole bottle.&nbsp; He settles down beside you.<br><br>"Sit in my lap..." he says.. partially a question..reaching to open the bottle.&nbsp; "Umm.. I just..want to snuggle..and.." he tosses the cork away.. "snuggle and drink and kiss you." he says.. luckily all the steam hides his blushing..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 03:37:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly watches Stefan retreive the bottle and come back to sit by her again.&nbsp; Sitting on his lap again sounds like a great idea and, forgetting she had no clothes on, she moves to do just that slipping her arms around his neck and settling in close to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 03:43:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luckily the swirling water is enough to hide both of our modesty..and with the heat..our skin is already red and not noticing the bare skin on skin as much.<br><br>He shifts so that you're sitting across his lap, and then upends the bottle, drinking straight from it..then bringing it over to your lips..leaning your head against his shoulder as he upends it to give you entire glasses of champagne in a single gulp.&nbsp; he then sets the bottle down, and kisses you hard..the flavour of the champagne mixing with the kisses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 04:04:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly enjoys her long drink, licking her lips just as he leans in for another kiss.&nbsp; Now a little dizzy from the alcohol she's not used to, she welcomes his kiss a little greedily.<br><br><em>ooc: sorry it's not longer...can't get off the phone...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 04:07:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan kisses her deeply now.. loving how she feels in his lap.&nbsp; His lips explore her small perky lips..gently suckling on her lower lip..then parting to bring the bottle back.. taking a swig..then smiling.. "mmm...want me to feed you?" he asks playfully..then taking a mouthful of champagne..before waiting for an answer..he kisses you again..then parts his mouth to share some of the champagne...and his tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 04:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimbery moans softly while he plays with and sucks on her lips and nearly pouts when he stops.&nbsp; But she giggles when he kisses her again, drinking the champagne even as some dribbles out of one corner of her mouth.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 04:15:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan loses himself in the kiss as we finish the champagne in his mouth..his tongue occaisionally darting into her mouth to explore as he kisses.&nbsp; He then parts again..bringing the bottle.. nearly empty.."mmm your turn...take a big gulp..and then share it with me" he instructs.. his voice light and bubbly as his slightly drunken state.&nbsp; <br><br>He pours the rest of the bottle into your mouth.. and then setting the bottle down, he kisses you deeply...parting his lips wider..then as he feels you recipricating..his hand slips under water to hold you..wrapping around your waist...then stroking your tummy..then finally...slipping up to cup your breast.. holding your rather nice sized bosum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 04:27:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly kisses Stefan rather dreamily, her arms wrapped around his neck holding him tight.&nbsp; She obligingly tips her head back to drink the remaining champagne and then leans in to share it with him, giggling again.&nbsp; As his hand touches her she moves even closer to him and gasps in surprise when he touches her breast, pulling back slightly for just a moment before leaning back in to kiss him again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 13:04:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The kisses..and indeed touching and everything are gentle..soft and sweet.&nbsp; Stefan doesn't pull back when Kim does..his hand gently cupping..then as she returns to the kiss he lets out a soft sigh.<br><br>His eyes are closed now, the water swirls around us as he kisses over and over, open mouthed now..his tongue trying to coax hers out to play.&nbsp; His one unbroken hand cups her breast..squeezing gently.. exploring.. his fingers stroking around her aerola and nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 21:24:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's hand feels so good on her breast that her surprise lasts but a moment and she has soon forgotten that she had been shocked or that he ever hadn't been touching her.&nbsp; She kissed him a bit tentatively not having much experience with it, but what she lacked in knowledge she made up for in enthusiasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 21:27:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is in utter heaven.&nbsp; He starts to let himself to..just kissing Kim over and over.&nbsp; Perhaps it's the wine... or just the pent up emotions coupled with the sense of all that's lost.. Kim being all he has left in the world now.<br><br>He breaks the kiss..his hand cupping..squeezing softly..exploring her firm but bountiful chest.&nbsp; He looks into her eyes.. slightly insecure.. "Don't... hate me.." he says in a whisper.. "I.. I just need you..that's all.. I need your touch.." he kisses softly.. "your care.." another kiss " your lips"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 21:36:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Through the hazy mist in her mind Kimberly is able to piece together Stefan's broken thoughts.&nbsp; She feels the exact same way, whether the circumstances, the wine, or a combination of the two and can't think of a better way to tell him...&nbsp; Shifting around, Kimberly moves until her body is facing his, one leg on either side of his hips with her knees resting against the hard plastic of the tub.&nbsp; Her arms still wrapped around his neck she leans forward, closes her eyes, and kisses him full on the mouth with her lips already open and ready.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 22:04:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is abit nervious as Kim suddenly shifts..but as she settles straddling his lap, and then kisses, that melts away.<br><br>He groans.. even more so as Kim seems to be more into the kissing.. her small lips open and wanton.<br><br>His hands slide around her back.. (he's going to need to change that cast having it underwater like this) stroking up and down as he kisses her.. his hands tracing her back..up into her damp hair..then down to the top of her plump rear.<br><br>His lips kiss hers hungerly as he groans with desire, opening his eyes as we pause for air.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 22:24:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's hands stroking her back just makes her want to be closer to him so she leans all the way to him until her breasts brush up against and finally rest on his chest, the friction causing them to tingle.&nbsp; When they take a break to breathe properly, Kimberly opens her eyes as well, staring into his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 22:28:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan looks into Kim's eyes.. a hand reaching up to stroke her hair back.<br><br>"Kim.. can I.. keep you?" he gives a slightly playful frown.."That's not what I meant..I mean.. gosh.." he grins.."You'd think that after 30 years.. and a wife and child..I'd know how to ask someone out.." he smiles.. actually..surprisingly not feeling uncomfortable.. if anything you make him feel free to air his insecurities.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 22:33:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly giggles out loud, it sounds like she is a kitty cat he wants for a pet.&nbsp; Still, she understands and thinks the idea is a nice one.&nbsp; And his nervousness is certainly adorable.&nbsp; Teasing him, Kimberly leans forward again until the distance between their lips is almost nonexistant and replies, "You can keep me, if I can keep you."&nbsp; And then she kisses him yet again, even bolder his time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 22:39:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(grins..so I'm a Dom who likes the idea of keepign you as my pet.. it sortof just slipped into the game :D )</em><br><br>He eagerly accepts the kiss, holding..caressing..nuzzling against her.&nbsp; He lets the kiss deepen..loving how her breasts feel against him..her legs against his thighs..his hands caressing down her back to cup her ass.<br><br>He moves his lips tot he side..trailing kisses to her neck..nibbling..little bites..then up to her ears to nibble.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 22:43:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>( i thought it was quite accurate knowing you :) )</em><br><br>Kimberly curses the fact that she can get no closer to Stefan, but that doesn't stop her from trying.&nbsp; His hands on her bare skin makes her shiver, and when he cups her bottom her eyes pop open...she really likes it.&nbsp; But when he moves his lips to her neck she begins to shake a little all over and moan softly, moving her head to the side so that he can reach her easier.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 22:51:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He trails kisses up to her ear...then whispers."You've never.. had a boy do this to you before..have you?"<br><br>He loves the way she shifts in his hands..and the way she's pushing her rear back..she obviously loves being fondled.&nbsp; His lips seek hers out again..and then the one hand (broken one) in her hair guides her head to do what he just did..even though his chin is bearded..he seems to want her to kiss his neck 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 23:19:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly quietly whispers, "No," in response to Stefan's question, she was so distracted it was amazing she had even hear him, let alone responded.&nbsp; Pressing against him as much as she can, Kimberly is able to recognize his cues when he moves her head towards his neck.&nbsp; Happy to kiss him anywhere, Kimberly gingerly presses her lips to his neck, the whiskers there tickling her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 00:00:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan doesn't want to go too fast.. one thing he knows the alcohol is loosening both of our inhibitions..and he wants to make sure Kim wants this.. <br><br>And he also doesn't want to 'scare her off' although that seems unlikely.<br><br>Her lips and attention to his neck is just amazing.&nbsp; Unlike being married for many years.. this is fresh..affectinate.. the 'new love' feeling.&nbsp; He lets his hands and fingers explore her back.up and down.. amazed at how toned she is.<br><br>His growing erection starts to accidentally brush against her..making him blush.&nbsp; Catching your eyes, he smiles coyly.. "can you blame me?" he tries to explain it away...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 04:23:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly just shakes her head at Stefan's question, smiling up at him before going back to placing kisses along his neck and moving down to kiss his shoulders and chest.&nbsp; She thinks the question a little silly really, but realizes he's still probably a little shy.&nbsp; Funny, but she should be the one's that shy, still, it doesn't bother her at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 04:26:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles.. his hands reaching around to hug and hold Kim.. he returns to kissing..feeling alittle more open.. and as his arrousal grows..he doesn't feel quite as bashful.<br><br>He shifts in the middle of a kiss, in the process his erection is pressed gently against your lower tummy.. causing him to moan..liking the pressure and touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 04:36:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Stefan moans, Kimberly pulls away a little and giggles, looking up into his eyes and swaying just a little from side to side.&nbsp; In her eyes there is a question, but she doesn't voice it to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 04:38:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan gets ahold of himself..his eyes open wider and then he sees the query on her face.<br><br>He doens't pull back..but calms down abit..smiling and licking his lips before nodding.."What is it? You..umm..Kim you can say..or ask me anything.. anything at all.." his hand slips up to stroke her wet hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 05:03:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If it wasn't for the alcohol she would never have said anything so an unsure-looking Kimberly, a little nervous but not really frightened, asks very quietly, "Do you...<em>want</em> me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 05:06:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan boggles.<br><br>"Do I want you...of course I want you.." he then stops.. realizing what she's truely asking.&nbsp; "You mean.. you mean what I think you mean?" he says softly.<br><br>"Kim..I don't want to rush you...especially if you've never had a boy before..but.." he leans and kisses.. whispering.."Yes..I want you..ooh..all of you.. so much." his hand slipping down to cup her ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 05:10:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding slowly Kimberly indicates that yes, that is what she means.&nbsp; Rather than saying anything else however she leans forward to kiss him again on the lips, it's worked everytime so far, she suspects it can tell him, far better than her clumsy words could, what she is feeling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 05:19:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan returns the soft kiss.. feeling her body so close.<br><br>"Right now?" he asks.. "Are you..giving yourself to me?" he nuzzles..nibbling on your neck softly.. then thinking.&nbsp; "Not in the hottub..let's get out..and dry off.." thinking that if you can be naked together with him..then maybe you are more serious.<br><br>He gently reaches to your hips to help you stand..without the water to cover your modesy anymore..and then stands himself..his cock bobbing at attention.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 06:11:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly nods and stands with Stefan's assistance, water running down her body and dripping softly in the tub.&nbsp; Carefully, still swaying from side to side a bit, she climbs out and waits for Stefan's directions, not quite certain what to do next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 18:32:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan stands..his hands slowly exploring over your naked tight body.&nbsp; Seeing that she's serious..he steps out..letting you look at his naked body for once..then opens a towel to dry you off.<br><br>Dried..he leads you to the bedroom..still naked..walking beside the busom teen..."Lay down..on your back" he says softly.. "Your head over here" he pats to the edge of the bed as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 18:36:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly follows all of Stefan's instructions to the letter, once or twice having to reach out to the wall to steady herself.&nbsp; She lies on the bed exactly as he said, laying her head down in the proper place, looking up at Stefan trustingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 18:38:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His wife never would be for any of the kinky stuff..but.. he walks to the foot of the bed..stroking you.. <br><br>"Kim.. have you ever seen a cock?&nbsp; Sucked someone off?" he asks softly..smiling<br>&nbsp;He stands close..his cock bobbing by her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 18:44:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly looks at the cock near her face as if she's never seen one this close up before.&nbsp; She shrugs at the first question and shakes her head no at the second, obviously not quite sure even what he means.&nbsp; She probably hasn't heard that expression out in the boondocks.&nbsp; Still, she doesn't look the least bit scared, just curious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 18:55:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan gently moves closer.. "Don't be scared.. just.. look at it.. nuzzle it..kiss it" <br><br>He moves so that his cock gently starts to stroke the teen's face...tracing patterns across her cheeks..then lips.. "mm...that's right."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 19:26:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly studies it carefully, knowing what it's for and how it works, but without any experience with one.&nbsp; When he places it against her lips she kisses it like he had said to, her lips wet and parted slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-05-2006, 13:34:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan blushes.. knowing on one hand this is wrong..he's totally taking advantage of her..but on the other.<br><br>Her lips are so precious.&nbsp; He looks down, seeing the sweet innocent face gently kissing his cock.. all along the shaft and then the tip.&nbsp; As her lips part alittle more he guides his member to the tip of her mouth, and then gives alittle pressure..seeing if she'll open wider on her own..without further prompting
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-05-2006, 16:05:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her kissing his cock, for some unknown-to-her reason, really excited Kimberly.&nbsp; Her body felt all tingly and warm, and when he pushed his cock against her mouth a little she opened it wider so that he could push it in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-05-2006, 16:36:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans.. not expecting this at all.&nbsp; He looks down to study Kim's expression.. her breating is getting more excited, and he can watch her nipple grow erect.&nbsp; reaching down he cups her breast.. gently pushing in until the head of his cock is engulfed in her mouth.<br><br>"mmm.." he says softly.. "Kim..that feels so good"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 05:24:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Opening her mouth even wider, for she really wants all of him inside, Kimberly makes a little purring noise in the back of her throat when Stefan touches her breasts.&nbsp; She grips the flesh on her hips with her hands, her fingernails leaving little scratches, and she begins to use her tongue to lick his cock wherever it can reach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 12:18:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kim seems to be slipping more and more into enjoying it.&nbsp; He groans as she grips his hips, digging her nails in as she guides him alittle deeper..letting her control how deep she can take it.&nbsp; He cups her breast..squeezing..stroking..the other hand stroking her hair..groaning as he starts to fuck her face gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 14:52:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly was enjoying it, very much actually.&nbsp; Soon her mouth was opened as wide as possible so that he could fit his cock fully inside her mouth and she also began to suck on him gently every time he withdraws it a little bit.&nbsp; She looks up at him to make certain that what she is doing is okay with a questioning look on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 15:02:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan isn't looking down.. and the look on his face gives complete satisfaction that he's probably experiencing the most pleasure he has since his ex-left.<br><br>His hands occasionally clench subconsciouslly..each time followed by groans ..Kim is discovering that every time she'd suckle..or use her lips and tongue a certain way it would get the response..a groan..his hand tightening momentairly..or even his hips thrusting..just alittle more..his most beastial instincts overriding.<br><br>His cock starts to tickle the back of her throat..but he seems to be in his own world of estacy .. not able to give you directions of whether to stop..or to try to go deeper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 15:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It looks to Kimberly like Stefan is enjoying this as much if not more than she is.&nbsp; She tries to watch him for clues and repeats the actions that apparently excites him the most like sucking.&nbsp; And then she tries to tip her head back a little, wondering if she could take absolutely all of him into her mouth and down her throat a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 15:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans..he's not felt this good..well..probably since the wild college days.&nbsp; Your movement suddenly makes him think that he's gone too far..and suddenly the fluid motion and the soft passionate grunting is interupted..he pulls out..<br><br>"Oooh..ooh..sorry Kim..I was getting carried away.." he blushes.."I didn't want to push too far.." he looks apologetic.. "God that feels so good..so amazing.." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 17:52:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly looked at Stefan blankly, totally lost and confused at his sudden movement and he fails to register his words as hurt and fear threatens to overwhelm her.&nbsp; She wonders if she had misread his cues, if she had done something wrong or to displease him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 17:55:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan blushes.. thinking that perhaps he went too far.&nbsp; He looks down at the confused look..'taking charge'<br><br>He moves about the bed to the other side, then slips in..scooting close to embrace you.&nbsp; One leg moves over to stroke yours as he rolls you back to face him...petting your face.. "Kimberly..I'm sorry if I was.. carried away.&nbsp; That felt just so good.." he looks into your eyes.. abit insecure about losing you..not realizing that you're just as insecure.<br><br>"I won't make you do anything you don't want to do..I was just trying..umm..well.. to teach you stuff.. but you always can tell me what you like or not like..k?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 18:01:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't understand," Kimberly finally replied after several moments, "I did like that.&nbsp; What did I do wrong?"&nbsp; She sounded sad, almost even miserable, and looked down as she was afraid to look into his eyes and see that he no longer cared for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 20:49:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan shakes his head.. movnig close and lifting your chin.. "Kim.. I thought /i/ did something wrong.. that I was pushing you too hard." he blushes.. "You were doing amazing.. you didn't do anything wrong at all.. I was just worried that.. well." he blushes.."I'd get too excited and push too far.. go too deep."<br><br>His hand drifts down..cupping your ample chest to caress softly.. so firm..perky.. the wonders of youth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 16:03:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But you didn't do anything wrong, nothing at all.&nbsp; I...liked it..." Kimberly began.&nbsp; But she fell silent as Stefan gently took her breasts in his hands.&nbsp; Moaning softly, she looked up at him with eyes a little glazed over with passion, and she leaned in to him with lifted lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 19:05:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles.. leaning down to kiss..soft at first..then deepening it.&nbsp; This is every fantasy of a late 30'something..&nbsp; A young.. eager.. wanting girl.. <br><br>His kiss deepens.. passionate..his hand squeezing..fondling.. fingers stroking her areolas..then gently rubbing her nipple.&nbsp; Kisses then trail from her lips to her neck..exploring her slowly..not in any rush.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-05-2006, 18:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly kisses Stefan back thinking only of how good his touch and kisses felt.&nbsp; When his lips leave hers she licks them as if she can taste him still and her head falls to the side so that he can kiss her neck even better.&nbsp; She rests one of her hands on his leg, twirling lazy circles with one finger, and lifts the other one to wrap around his neck and pull him closer to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 01:05:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan moans softly.. kissing..exploring.. loving how her hands feel pulling him down more.&nbsp; He looks up at her for a moment..smiling..then continues kissing..tracing kisses down along her neck.. then down over her breast to suckle.. moaning softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 14:45:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Body shivering and skin tingling, Kimberly leans back a little as Stefan moves lower so that her breasts are pushed up and out towards him.&nbsp; She quickly draws in a breath when he pulls gently on one with his mouth, and her nipple grows very erect in his mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 14:53:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans softly, his hands moving down to stroke Kim's belly..and then alittle lower.&nbsp; He looks up, smiling and then closes his eyes.. just savouring the intimate contact.. his fingers stroking.. caressing her pussy.. then spreading her lips to begin to finger her gently...<br><br>He loves the gentle contact .. teaching Kim carnal pleasure.. gently increasing the intensity..loving how her body reacts..pushing her chest forward to his lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 14:56:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Opening her legs to him, Kimberly groans out loud with his intimate touch, her head falling back as she begins to gasp a little for air.&nbsp; Her eyes close and she moves her arms behind her to brace herself on the bed to keep from falling over backwards onto the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 15:12:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan continues.. building the intensity.. and then starts to slip his kisses down her belly.. then over her abdomen..shifting around to crawl up onto the bed..and then peer up.. commenting wryly. "mm..so you like..huh?" he grins.. "Tell me you want more.." he purrs..and then lowers his face to kiss her pubic area..teasing her pubic hair...and then lower..kissing..then licking her intimately.. feeling like he's 15 years younger.. a teenager again.. sexually adventurious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 18:01:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Obliging him, Kimberly answers, "I like it, and I do want more."&nbsp; As he lowers his kisses she leans back on the bed and gasps again when she feels his lips on her where his fingers had been; his lips were softer and felt even better.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 22:16:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan grins. "I know..I just wanted to hear you say it.&nbsp; Make an old-guy feel young again"<br><br>He shifts, until he's spreading Kim's legs wide..this he has done before..and he can pretty closely guess how she'd like it.&nbsp; He divides his attention between eating her out, and suckling gently on her clit.. humming softly to vibrate it..his hands wrapping under her thighs to hold her as he returns the oral pleasure to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 03:07:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmmmmm Stefan," Kimberly says softly.&nbsp; She presses closer to him and grabs ahold of the comforter on the bed to hold onto something as she feels she needs an anchor.&nbsp; Unable to think of anything but the pleasure she feels Kimberly is unafraid and unembarrassed, only wanting more of what Stefan is offering.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 03:22:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan gets more and more into it.&nbsp; He loves the way Kim responds.. right now we could easily be mistaken for a porno.. the way Kim writhes..gripping the comforter.. how Stefan groans...licking..nibbling..fingers digging into her thighs.&nbsp; He can feel and explore her hyman.. in alittle awe.. it hasn't been since highschool.. back in those awkward days...since he's been with a virgin.<br><br>He lifts his head.. starting to crawl up over her body..kissing all the way.. "mm...Kim.. it's...it's going to feel tight.. and maybe ache abit.." more kisses.."But I promise you.. once you get over that.. this will be the best ever for you.." as his head comes up to her level..his naked cock rubbing her inner thigh..his hips getting ready to position himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 20:08:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly wiggles around a little bit, wishing he would hurry since he began moving.&nbsp; She looks him in the eye and nods her head, not believing him really for how could anything he do to her ever hurt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 20:27:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan grins.. Kim is so eager.<br><br>Leaning down to kiss softly, he rubs his body against hers.. and then reaches down, parting her legs and guiding his manhood to the opening to her vagina.&nbsp; Putting pressure with his hips, he looks up into her eyes..so he can watch her reaction..and then pushes harder.. groaning as his cock pushes through her hymen..tearing.. taking her virginity as he thrusts into her tight body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 16:35:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes widening in shock and pain, Kimberly gasps loudly as he tears her.&nbsp; The expression on her face is full of question, still a little disbelieving.&nbsp; Just a moment later she notices that it doesn't really hurt anymore, but she does feel different, full.&nbsp; And she thinks she likes it, a tentative smile forming on her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 16:37:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans softly..holdingh er through the pain..he knew she'd feel the pain..and knows that what comes after is so much better.&nbsp; As the ghost of a smile returns..he kisses her gently.. "See.. mm.. I told you it would just be for a moment." <br><br>Groaning softly, he starts to thrust into her.. slowly..steady.. his mature cock easing her into her new womanhood..hands clutching her as he gives her neck gentle kisses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 16:42:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding, Kimberly's arms wind up around Stefan's neck to hold him close as the 'full' feeling becomes a throbbing sensation of need.&nbsp; Tentatively her hips begin to move in time to meet his thrusts and soon she has figured out his rhythm.&nbsp; Closing her eyes she moans softly and runs her hands over his shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 16:47:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan starts to increase the pace.. feeling Kim let herself go.. her tentiveness turning into passion.<br><br>He groans softly..nibbling..suckling.. holding her as their bodies merge.&nbsp; "mm... tell me.. if..ooh..yes.. if it's too much" he pants as he starts to thrust harder..deeper...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 18:42:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now stroking his back while she met his thrusts, Kimberly answers, "Not too much.&nbsp; It's wonderful, perfect."&nbsp; She didn't say anymore than that because she found it far too difficult to concentrate on words and their love-making at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-06-2006, 03:06:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans.. content to do just that.. let the feelings overtake him.&nbsp; He lets the lovemaking build naturally.. far more passionate and energetic then he was with his ex.. so new.. fresh.. invigorating.&nbsp; <br><br>Kim is perfect..she's not demanding.. but rather completely responsive.. totally giving of herself to him.&nbsp; He starts thrusting harder...faster.. needing..wanting more...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>01-06-2006, 06:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not understanding why, Kimberly feels much the as Stefan, needing and wanting more, only she doesn't quite know what she needs and wants more of.&nbsp; Thankfully her body understands far better than she and begins to take over.&nbsp; Her legs stretch even further apart and then raise altogether until they end up wrapped around Stefan's waist so that now he is going deeper insider her.<br><br>ooc: sorry, have just been interrupted, hope this is enough for you to work with...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-06-2006, 14:08:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(purr..I love it. :)&nbsp; Sorry for my RL.. inlaws leave today.. today is job interview..and we get the keys to the new place.&nbsp; I'm going to be this busy and patchy onlinewise until I finally finish moving)</em><br><br>Stefan groans.. feeling Kim's body reacting..wrapping her legs around his waist to let him thrust deeper.. harder.. quicker into her.&nbsp; His own passions are lit..and leaning down he starts biting her neck, leaving hickeys.. groaning louder.. becoming fully awashed in the pleasures of the flesh.<br><br>He then stops.. "mmm.. let's..play" he says.. then rolls onto his back..reaching to first help shift so legs are in a good place..and then guiding you to sit back up ontop of him..straddling.. "mm..now bounce.. thrust down onto me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>01-06-2006, 16:10:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(ooc: I understand hon, I'll be sporadic too...the kids' ball games [being a coach is a lot of work], piano lessons, ballet dress rehearsal and recital and a wedding this weekend...)<br><br>Kimberly did the best she could to help him roll them over once she realized what he was doing.&nbsp; She quickly did as he told her and found that it hurt, but it was a good hurt.&nbsp; He went in so deep this way it felt like she might explode.&nbsp; As she bounced up and down, her breasts bounced too, and she liked that feeling as well.&nbsp; She placed her hands on Stefan's stomach to steady herself as she began to bounce faster once she realized she wouldn't fall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>02-06-2006, 12:23:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans.. at first he's alittle worried as he can hear the pain in your voice as you start to fuck him hard and fast.. but then.. it seems like Kimberly LIKED it.&nbsp; <br><br>He groans.. reaching first to fondle her breasts..and then to hold her hips to help her fuck him faster.. harder.. deeper.&nbsp; He starts groaning louder, and it's obvious he's in 7th heaven. "ooh.. god.. Kim.. Oooh.. I love it so much.. ooh.. I love you.. " not /really/ knowing what he's saying..his mind is overcome with feeling.. estacy.. but he did say it.. the <em><em><strong><strong>L </strong></strong></em></em>word...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-06-2006, 15:24:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly was barely conscious of what was going on everything felt so wonderful to her so while she heard what he said it was relegated to the back of her mind where she would probably remember and think about it afterwards.&nbsp; She liked it when he touched her breasts and missed his hands when they were gone, but she realized that his hands on her hips helped her to do it even better and she decided she liked that far more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 12:08:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The act of love making grew more fast paced.. hungry..needy..the rooms filled with our gasps and grunts.. <br><br>Stefan's hands clutched her hips to help guide her.. groaning his cock throbbing deep inside her teenaged body. <br><br>"Ooh..I'm close..ooh..Kim!" he groans..and then suddenly a new sensation.&nbsp; His cock starts to cum..over and over again.. his hot jism filling her deep inside.&nbsp; His hands shift up to wrap around her breasts.. holding and squeezing as he groans in estacy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 21:42:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking down at Stefan, Kimberly's eyes widen in surprise as she feels him throbbing and then feels the warmth of his seed inside her.&nbsp; A slow, lazy, and self-satisfied grin decorates her pretty face as she realizes what it is and what it means.&nbsp; She rides him even faster and in just a few moments more her eyes widen again for a completely different reason.&nbsp; Her jaw drops and she groans out very loud, closing her eyes, and her pussy contracts tightly around his cock as she comes, her orgasm lasting several long delicious moments.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 01:48:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan knew it was coming..and that's why even after his orgasm...he kept thrusting.&nbsp; As Kim's orgasm washes over her..he keeps thrusting..groaning..holding her and moaning back.<br><br>At last he reaches to pull her down against his chest.. nuzzling and kissing her forehead. "mmm.. that was amazing Kimberly..."<br><br>He just holds her..not wanting to leave..not wanting to worry about zombies or power or anything.. just being close to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 05:37:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breath coming in great gasps, Kimberly rests on Stefan's chest wordlessly until she is calm enough to speak.&nbsp; "Yes, amazing," she finally responds, one hand gently stroking his chest near the place where her head is resting.&nbsp; It is impossible for her to think of anything other than him at this moment.&nbsp; She has forgotten everything that has brought them together and is, instead, only thinking of the two of them together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 23:06:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan just lays here..in silence.. holding Kim.. so comfortable.. drifting off.. his arms still wrapped protectively around her as they both share the embrace of the bed.&nbsp; The moment when he actually falls asleep is hard to asertain.. as for him this is a dream itself.<br><br>(will let you pose if she moves..or just sleeps with him) (sorry for my absences.. been packing and out shopping for stuff for the new place)<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 06:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's steady heartbeat and regular breathing in sleep soon lull Kelli to sleep as well, wrapped up tight and safe in Stefan's arms.&nbsp; Her sleep is deep and untroubled for the first time in many days.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 14:55:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan wakes in the morning.. still embracing Kim tightly.&nbsp; Morning Sunlight streams in through the window.. the dawn broken by a far-off sound.&nbsp; The Air-Raid siren.. which has been silent for a couple days now.. is again blaring.<br><br>Stefan hugs.. then nuzzles until Kim wakes up. "Listen.. hear that?&nbsp; You know..it can't go off by itself.. that might mean there is someone left.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 17:04:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly waking it only takes Kimberly a second to remember where she is, why she is in Stefan's arms, and what they did last night.&nbsp; Cuddling in closer to go back to sleep until his words register in her mind.&nbsp; "People?&nbsp; There might be other people," she asks in a sleepy voice, husky from lack of use without looking up at him because that would mean pulling away, and she did not want to do that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 20:30:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods softly.. "Maybe.. I don't know." he looks down.. "It may be dangerous.. but then.. if there are people.. that may be a good thing..right?" he reaches to stroke through her hair softly.. "Not that it would change anything.. between us..right?" a smile comes across his face.. "You're mine to stay... right Kim?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 21:40:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course Stefan.&nbsp; Always," Kimberly replied, still reluctant to move away from him just yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 22:50:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.. nuzzling closer.&nbsp; He closes his eyes and holds Kim close.. just being with her.&nbsp; Downstairs, Sunshine starts to bark at the sounds. "mm.. I think we better get up" he kisses her tenderly.. "Take your time.. okay?"&nbsp; <br><br>As he moves at last he winces at the pain of his injuries.&nbsp; He stands up..giving Kim a good look at his naked body.. and unfortunatly all the bruises across his belly.&nbsp; He slips on a robe, and then tucks the pistol in his pocket as he opens the door.. "Sunshine..what is it?" heading downstairs.<br><br>After a while.. the smells of breakfest waft upstairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 22:58:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly doesn't take long after Stefan has gone, but instead gets up and finds the things to wash her hair properly and then brushes it.&nbsp; She looks through the rooms until she finds one that could have only belonged to a teenage girl like herself.&nbsp; Going inside she searches through the dresser to find clean underwear and a bra and then goes through the closet to find jeans and a tank top that will fit her.&nbsp; She could have gone down stairs and dressed in the clothing they had brought with them, but she had decided to save it for later.&nbsp; Then she went downstairs to help with breakfast.&nbsp; Walking barefoot into the kitchen, Kimberly smiles at Stefan and looks to see what he is cooking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-06-2006, 14:02:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles.. blushing abit at how young you look... you certainly weren't young last night..last night you were a lover.<br><br>Bacon and Eggs is nearly done.. he starts to serve it..coming over to slip his arms around you for a moment.&nbsp; "Kim.. I.. " he smiles...then kisses softly.. "Breakfest is ready" he finishes.. certainly not the first line of thought.&nbsp; <br><br>Sunshine comes over..nuzzling at your leg..and it feels like 'everything is perfect'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-06-2006, 14:14:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's stomach growls at the sight of her favorite breakfast.&nbsp; She wraps her arms around Stefan's waist, returning his kiss and waiting patiently for him to finish his sentence.&nbsp; When he switches gears she cocks her head to the side a little bit and looks at him a little confused and ignores Sunshine for the moment.&nbsp; "What is it, Stefan?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-06-2006, 14:27:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He doesn't let go.<br><br>"This is all.. just too incredible.&nbsp; If I wasn't in constant pain.." he pats his side..and taps you with his broken wrist "I'd think this was a dream.&nbsp; Last night.. was just incredible." his hands come up to your cheeks.."You are incredible."<br><br>He gives a soft kiss then guides her to sit.. "Here..eat..we have plenty of time for me to gush and make a fool of myself.&nbsp; I know we wanted to take some time off..but I want to go and see if there are any others left..."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-06-2006, 14:43:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's smile grows even wider at Stefan's admission.&nbsp; "I think <em>you</em> are incredible Stefan.&nbsp; It does seem like a dream, but I know that it isn't."&nbsp; She returns his kiss and then moves to sit where her directs her.&nbsp; She smiles again and begins to eat the delicious breakfast.&nbsp; "We probably should even though I like it being just the two of us," she admitted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-06-2006, 14:55:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushes.. "It's nice being just the two of us.. but I don't want you to get bored of me." he teases.. "As long as we're safe.. it's easy to think of this as paradise"<br><br>He eats as well.. then afterwards.. "I'm going to go up and clean up.. maybe remove this" he holds up his right arm.. "And put some sortof new cast on it.&nbsp; Maybe while we're out..we can see if we can find one of those temporary braces that we can take off and on."<br><br>He smiles.."I sortof don't feel like going out.. but we'd eventually run out of food..and as power goes out.. fresh food will soon be a thing of the past." he ponders.."I wonder if..maybe you know..a trip to the country side in the fall to pick some food that's been left growing.. orchards.. corn on the cob..that sortof thign." he smiles..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-06-2006, 15:02:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This is paradise," Kimberly teases back.&nbsp; "But you're right, we have to plan and be ready for any eventuality.&nbsp; I just don't like thinking about it much.&nbsp; I'll clean up, you take that off and we'll get a brace today when we go out.&nbsp; And I know lots of good farms where we could pick food," she added as she stood and began clearning the table.&nbsp; When she picked up Stefan's dishes she leaned down and kissed him on the cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-06-2006, 14:31:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods.. slipping his arms around you to return the kiss.<br><br>He spends some time getting ready..when he's done he's wearing a nice purple shirt.. dress pants.. and expensive loafers.&nbsp; Whoever lived here had expensive tastes.. and strangely enough.. no photos of themselves.. nothing 'personal'.. it's more a place to show off how rich and well they were.<br><br>We head outside.. the truck right where it was left.&nbsp; "It feels wierd to leave the front door unlocked.. but that way we can get in again.. and I guess we don't need to worry about home invaders.. just zombies" he points out.<br><br>As we drive into town.. we leave paradise and reenter desolation.. anabdoned cars..broken windows.. refuse strewn about..&nbsp; Stefan points across town.."Let's try to make good time so we can be back long before dark."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-06-2006, 14:57:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Stefan dresses, Kimberly gathers weapons, ammunition, and first-aid kits.&nbsp; She looks at the small pile and wishes she had a bag of some sort to carry them in.&nbsp; As she looks down she sees the clothes she's wearing and remembers they had a teenager here, which must mean there's a backpack somewhere.&nbsp; Jogging easily upstairs Kimberly heads into the girl's room and finds a backpack hanging on the back of the door.&nbsp; She empties the contents onto the bed and then takes it downstairs with her.&nbsp; Once back at the pile of supplies, Kimberly fills the backpack with them, leaving the shotguns out for her to carry.&nbsp; Then she waits by the door for Stefan, petting Sunshine.<br><br>In the truck, Kimberly sits very close to Stefan, ignoring the destruction by focusing on him.&nbsp; "Yes, let's hurry," she agrees.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 00:32:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				We need to pick our way around the traffic.. and it's not long before we find the first place to stop.. a 'Rite-Aid'.. a small chain of drug-stores which would probably have the arm brace Stefan needs.<br><br>"Okay.. in and out..quick and fast.. k?" Stefan keeps the motor running.. like before you are the logical person to go in..you're athletic..and alot quicker then him...<br><br>Going up to the door..surprisingly..this one is locked.&nbsp; It is a large glass door that wouldn't be hard to shoot out..but it won't be like before where we just strode in.. inside the darkness hiding..who knows what.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 05:15:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not wanting to waste the shotgun ammo, Kimberly jogs back to the truck and pops through the door, "Pistol please," she politely asks him with a smile.&nbsp; While she waits for his response she opens the backpack, getting extra ammo and pocketing it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 20:00:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan thinks for a moment.. he does feel alot safer with the pistol.. but you are alot more skilled.<br><br>"Here you go.." he hands it over.. "Just be careful.. I'd rather you not need to use that."<br><br>He's tempted to fidget..with the radio..with something.. to take his mind off of things..but instead rather just watches intently as Kim disappears inside.<br><br>"Be careful.." he whispers again to himself... not noticing the movement across the street.. on the other side of the road.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 20:09:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly goes back to the door and shoots off the lock with the pistol, tucking it into the waistband of her jeans to keep it out of the way.&nbsp; Pushing open the door she wishes she had grabbed the fliashlight as some of the corners are a little too dark for her taste.&nbsp; She waits a moment until her eyes adjust to the dim interior and then reads the signs over the aisles, looking for braces.&nbsp; Finally she sees it.&nbsp; Thankfully it's not too terribly far from the light but a terrible feeling of dread begins to creep up her spine.&nbsp; She lifts the shotgun, making sure it is loaded and cocked, and creeps quietly inside, towards aisle 4.&nbsp; Her head pivots as she looks in every possible direction, certain something is going to pop out at her at any second.&nbsp; <br><br>When she gets to aisle 3 she nearly vomits and begins to shake violently as there on the floor lies a bloody, broken body.&nbsp; Kimberly forces herself to think of Stefan, how much they need each other, and how much she has grown to care for him...suddenly she stands up straight as she remembers his declaration from the night before.&nbsp; A slow smile creeps across her face and her resolve is thus renewed.&nbsp; Feeling as if she could take on the world, Kimberly moves forward more quickly now, finding the braces and selecting several different onces for comfort, shoving each down jeans that were thankfully just loose enough to begin with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 20:15:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan finds himself watching the door you've gone through.&nbsp; That pistol shot..the rending of metal..it sounded like it was loud enough to wake the dead.<br><br>Hmm..wake the dead..bad turn of phrase...<br><br>His fingers dig into the cushions of the seat.. the seconds seem to drag by.<br><br>Across the road.. unseen.. the figures approach.&nbsp; Crossing the road with military precision.. they descend upon the purple truck.<br><br>Stefan sees a flash of motion in the mirror, and reels around..but it's too late.&nbsp; Large automatic rifles are put right in his face.. the gunlights dazing him momentarily as the voices harshly call out.. muffled by gas-masks and military visors.<br><br>"FREEZE.. DON'T MOVE!" the one calls out.. there are at least four of them.. dressed head to toe in black military gear.. faces covered by goggles and military masks.<br><br>"There's one inside" one of the others call out, and two of the guards use the back of the truck as cover.<br><br>Stefan worries..knowing it's not wise..but he needs to call out.."Kim.. Becaref..." He starts to call out, before he gets a riflebutt to the forehead.. his voice sounding scared and panic'd
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 20:53:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing Stefan's voice calling to her, Kimberly stops for a moment, her bad feeling increasing.&nbsp; Crouching low in the aisle, Kimberly crawls to the end to peer out the door and sees men surrounding Stefan and their truck.&nbsp; Their apperance looks almost military to her, maybe they are there to help.&nbsp; Maybe not.&nbsp; Thankful she was used to this position from many years of hunting on the hard, cold earth, Kimberly raises the gun to firing position and waits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 21:05:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan reels from the blow to the face.&nbsp; He doesn't pass out..but he knows he's warned Kim..that's all he needed to do.<br><br>Then..the situation goes from bad to worse.. from the back room moaning is heard, and door edges open..a Zombie with broken legs clawing it's way out of the backroom.. others heard behind.. attracted to the sound of the commotion.<br><br>Outside.. the invaders hold their ground.&nbsp; "Orders?" one asks.. sounding clipped and military.<br><br>"Just hold.. I'm only registering one in there..and there are bound to be hostiles... she will be out shortly."<br><br>The group continues to wait as the Zombies shamble from the back.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 21:17:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly curses.&nbsp; How the heck does she get into these messes anyway.&nbsp; Well, they don't appear to be harming Stefan anyway, and she certainly shouldn't waste bullets, who knows when they might get more.&nbsp; She curses again, feeling very unladylike, just not sure yet what to do.&nbsp; Finally she decides that whatever happens, she wants to be with Stefan.&nbsp; Standing, thankful she can move so much faster than the zombies, she yells out, "I'm coming.&nbsp; Zombies are following."&nbsp; And she runs out the door, holding the gun down and back in a non threatening position.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 21:26:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The men tense..when Kim runs out, she's running headlong into 3 raised assault rifles.&nbsp; She gets 5 steps outside into the sun when one shouts... voice distorted.. "GET DOWN!"<br><br>The rifles chatter to life.. short controlled bursts.&nbsp; A loud groan..followed by sickening thuds of high-speed projectile to flesh as the zombies following are dropped.&nbsp; A pause, then another burst.&nbsp; Then another.<br><br>Stefan rolls to his side..groaning and holding his head..a small trickle of blood from the blow.<br><br>"STAY DOWN!" a gun trains down upon you..while one of the figures comes around from behind the truck.. keeping his gun on you SWAT-style.. coming over..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 21:34:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It certainly was a good thing that Kimberly had taken gymnastics, she knew just how to fall flat without hurting herself at all by using her arms to take the impact.&nbsp; She turned her head enough so that she could see Stefan, staring at him with reassurance in her eyes even though she really didn't know what would happen, but she wanted him to not worry.<br><br>After the zombies have been demolished, Kimberly knew enough to stay down.&nbsp; Her dad had fought in a way, and soldiers weren't that much different than guardsmen and policemen, she had heard plenty of stories to know what to do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 21:37:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The shotgun is kicked away.. and the rifle is trained on Kim's prone body..although they've not seen the pistol yet.&nbsp; The guard calls up. "Action?"<br><br>"Restrain her." comes the answer.. and the rifle is slung.. rough gloved hands reaching to pull Kim's arms behind her.. aiming to put those wrists into handcuffs.. (unless she struggles..then it's your pose)&nbsp; <br><br>"We need to get out of the open.." the commander insists.. nodding to another of the soldiers. "Put him in the back.. and her..we'll commandeer their truck"<br><br>Stefan is still alittle too dazed to do anything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 21:44:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they began to lift her up, Kimberly feigns weakness, making certain the pistol is pushed far enough down that it is unlikely they see it.&nbsp; Plus, looking weak might help, she thinks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 21:47:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kim's wrists are strapped cuffed behind her back..and she's lifted into the bed of the pickup.&nbsp; Thank heavens it has a plastic bed-liner.. so it's alittle more forgiving then metal.<br><br>Stefan is helped out of the cab and lifted over the side.. along with two guards.&nbsp; His head is bleeding..but he only looks dazed.. not more severly injured.<br><br>The captain gets in.. the truck dropped into gear, and then driven a short distance away.. to a large open parking lot.&nbsp; No shadows.. no other cars either.. although there is a large 6 wheeled armoured vehicle with one other guard there.&nbsp; Seeing the driver..the guard lowers their weapons.<br><br>"We found two more of the scavengers.." the captain says.. "Call HQ."<br><br>Groaning..I blink..and seeing you..I shimmy over..the guards in the back not stopping. "What's going on?" I say softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 22:02:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly is outraged, scavengers they called her and Stefan, but knows better than to argue.&nbsp; As Stefan nears her she again tries to look at him reassuringly, trying to think of a way to get them out of this.&nbsp; <em>Too bad these aren't Marines,</em> she thought, <em>those kind of connections are thicker than water.</em>&nbsp; As he scoots closer she does too until they are sitting next to each other.&nbsp; She whispers back, "They think we're scavengers.&nbsp; It will be hard to talk ourselves out of this one.&nbsp; You don't happen to have a credit card or money on you, do you?"&nbsp; She gives him a teasing grin, though that isn't a bad idea, saying they were going to leave money for what they would take.&nbsp; "Oh, and Stefan, did you mean it," she asks, not realizing he wouldn't have any idea what she was talking about.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 23:19:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guard in the back doesn't seem to mind them talking.&nbsp; Outside the pickup, the leader has disappeared inside the vehicle.. probably talking with his superiors.<br><br>"No.. not on me.. why would I?&nbsp; It doesn't make any sense.." he looks at the guns.. at least those make sense.&nbsp; "Did I mean what?" he lets out a little groan and leans against Kim.. so glad that she's here.. it's only then he notices her cuffs..."They locked you up.. why?"<br><br>That is interupted by the leader coming back.&nbsp; "Identification."&nbsp; The gun is lowered..but still in his hands.<br><br>"We don't have any identification.. for heaven's sake.. those things are all over..why are you doing this to us..."<br><br>"We are doing this for your own good.&nbsp; We are here to keep the peace.&nbsp; You could have been killed scavenging like you were.. there are teams being sent out across the city to look for survivors."&nbsp; The gun is lowered.. "If you agree not to fight or run..we will remove your restraints."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 23:44:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Right before the leader arrived Kimberly was able to answer his two questions, "What you said last night, during...well, when we made love," she blushes.&nbsp; "And they locked me up, I assume, because I had a gun and was stealing."<br><br>Kimberly replied to the leader, "My identification is still with my luggage on the train that crashed when I was coming into town.&nbsp; Of course, sir, I will to fight or run from you.&nbsp; Thank you for protecting us."&nbsp; It was easy for her to look young and grateful and innocent, because she was.&nbsp; Well...after last night she wasn't quite so innocent anymore, but she pulled it off well regardless.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-06-2006, 14:09:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kim is roughly pulled over..I make a sound of protest.. and then the cuffs removed.<br><br>"We don't condone scavenging..for your own good." the guard looks between the two. "We have set up a cordon-zone at the old Fort Lewis base.&nbsp; We are gathering survivors there."<br><br>Stefan gulps.. "We.. don't want to go.&nbsp; We have a safe place.. we just were looking for stuff for this" he holds up his broken and home-made bandaged arm."<br><br>"I'm sorry.. you need to get that professionally looked at.. and you can't protect your daughter if you're injured like that."<br><br>Stefan blushes at the guard calling Kim his daughter.. his mind..a different relation would come to mind...his arm moves around Kim..pulling her to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-06-2006, 16:51:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly flushes too, and the look she turns on Stefan could not be considered one a daughter would give to her father.&nbsp; She settles in close to him and replies to the man, "Please sir.&nbsp; My clothes, my things, my dog...they're all back there.&nbsp; May I please return.&nbsp; We can always go the the base whenever we need things, that way we will be safe.&nbsp; Please," she pleads, her pretty eyes brimming with tears at the thought of leaving Sunshine behind to fend for herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>09-06-2006, 18:36:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guard crouches down.. "Missy.. I don't think you realize the severity..." <br><br>Something in Stefan snaps..and he leans forward, grabbing one of the straps across the man's chest with his good hand.<br><br>"Yesterday.. we drove to her house.. her family was dead.&nbsp; She had to shoot her mother in the back to save me.&nbsp; We have been surviving for days now.. " his voice raising up.. "I THINK we have a PRETTY GOOD grip on the severity.. Just because you are SCARED...does NOT make us scared."<br><br>He finally shoves him back.. just angry at the guards.&nbsp; The one in question retreats back to talk to the captain..leaving Stefan alone to hug you.."I'm sorry..I shouldn't have.. " worried about what he said about your family would have upset you..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-06-2006, 19:55:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's eyes widen when she sees Stefan angry, and she feels almost as if he is protecting her again.&nbsp; She tried not to cry at the mention of what had happened the day before, but her eyes fill with hot tears anyway.&nbsp; They slide down her cheeks but she refuses to make any noise, wanting to be strong for Stefan, especially with the guards watching.&nbsp; She melts into Stefan's arms, wetting his shirt with her tears, her shoulders shaking silently.&nbsp; She is not the least bit upset with Stefan, but cannot tell him so due to her tears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 13:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan holds Kim... giving glares over to the guards.. finally one returns to them.<br><br>"You both should come with us to the compound.&nbsp; You need to have your wrist checked over.&nbsp; And it is for everyone's own good..&nbsp; We can have you talk with the base commander about the future.&nbsp; Plus we have beds and hot water.."<br><br>Stefan thinks it would be pushing it to mention that they already have hot water and beds back at their last place<br><br>The ride to Fort Lewis is not as bound up.. some of the guards transfer to the other vehicle.. Stefan and Kim riding in the back okf the truck.&nbsp; He wraps his arms around her..just holding her silently as they weave through the streets... the closer they get to Fort Lewis they come to where the I-88 is being cleared by bulldozers..just shoving the cars off the road to make 2 lanes clear.&nbsp; The rest of the trip is quick..and before long we come to a large open 'kill zone' around the military fort rimmed with soldiers with guns.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 13:32:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The entire trip Kimberly does nothing but cry softly in Stefan's arms, clinging to him tightly.&nbsp; Not only did remembering the previous day upset her terribly, but more than anything she is afraid that she is somehow going to lost Stefan.&nbsp; She sees nothing of the trip, nor is she likely to remember anything afterwards except the heartache she felt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 14:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan just holds Kim tight.. close to his chest.&nbsp; He looks around..watching the armed guards check out the truck, and then wave it through the next 2 checkpoints..each set up to protect one of the last vestiges of humanity.<br><br>The truck pulls to a stop, and some guards come up to lower the tailgate.&nbsp; Over to one side a huge tent 'city' is set up.. <br><br>"Sir.. please.. come with us."&nbsp; One of the guards motions.<br><br>I move, reaching to help you off the back of the truck, and then hold you close to me.. walking towards the large building.. set up as a Army Hospital.<br><br>Inside, one of the nurses comes to Kim. "Hey sweetie.. Hi..I'm Doris.&nbsp; You're gonna hafta come with me.. don't worry.. we just want to give you a checkup to make sure everything is alright." her touch gentle, yet firm..trying to pull Kim away from Stefan's side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 16:24:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly leaves the truck seemingly numb following Stefan's guidance with the tracks of dried tears on her cheeks.&nbsp; She clings tightly to his side, suddenly a young girl again instead of the brave woman circumstances had forced her to become.&nbsp; Zombies she could handle, Stefan and her would fight them together.&nbsp; But these people wanted to tear them apart, and they were the ones with the guns.<br><br>Inside the building someone tried to take her from Stefan, just like she knew they would.&nbsp; She held tightly onto him, refusing to go anywhere if he did not go too.&nbsp; She looked up at him pleadingly, fresh tears forming in her eyes, begging him to keep her safe and them together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 03:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan thinks it all over in his head.. pushing the nurse away, and then leaning down to press his cheek to hers.<br><br>"Kimberly.. I think we're okay here.. they want to xray my hand..and look over me.. and you too." his hands reach up..even the broken one..to hold her cheek. "trust me.. we will be together again.&nbsp; I want you to go with them.. and we'll be back together soon..and we will go back and get Sunshine."<br><br>The nurses just stay back..<br><br>"Kimberly.. I love you.&nbsp; No matter what.. no one can take that from you.. no one can take you from me." he kisses her.. "Please.. go..be strong.. and I'll see you very soon." He holds her until he gets an answer back.. knowing that the soldiers will have their way.. but if he can get you to not fight.. but accept and 'work within the system' we will both get out better.<br><br>"Promise me you will be good for the nurses." his lips hosting a ghost of a smile.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 05:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unhappiness written all over her face, Kimberly looks as if she will argue and not leave Stefan, but finally she nods and looks down at the ground.&nbsp; "I promise," she mumbles quietly, allowing herself to be led away by Nurse Doris, sniffling pitifully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 11:56:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan can see the disappointment in her eyes..he kisses her.."I promise too Kim..we'll be together soon" giving her a last kiss as she's lead away.<br><br>Stefan is poked.. prodded.. xrayed.&nbsp; Hours later, after similar treatment.. and a change of clothing, Kim is finally lead to a off-green room, in the middle is a hospital bed.&nbsp; And on the bed.. Stefan is laying.. <br><br>A hand comes to Kim's shoulder. "He will be alittle groggy..they actually had to do surgery on his side.. and be careful of his hand."&nbsp; <br><br>Stefan doesn't notice the door..right now he's looking the other way out the window.. his right hand all casted (in a professional cast) and his side wrapped with gauze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 17:59:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				ooc:&nbsp; hehehe...you did it again, and I'm the scatterbrained one... :)<br><br>Walking quietly into the room, Kimberly sits down beside Stefan in a chair next to his bed, not wanting to interrupt his rest.&nbsp; She looked him all over carefully, making sure that nobody had hurt him in any way.&nbsp; Satisfied he did not appear to be harmed she let out a quiet sigh of relief and felt instantly better that they were together again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 18:14:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nurse comes in.. pausing at the door to see you..then coming in she smiles. "Your Father is doing well.. he's just alittle groggy from the medicine.&nbsp; He should be coming to shortly." she smiles at you.. <br><br>Glancing behind.. at the doorway is a guard..standing there with guns.. a reminder that this isn't all 'happy happy'<br><br>Groaning.. Stefan comes to..opening his eyes.&nbsp; He reaches over..his casted arm lifting to rest atop of Kim's.. "hey Kim.." his voice filled with adoration that you are here.. "I've missed you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 18:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly looks askance at the nurse when she calls Stefan her father, <em>What is with these people anyway, can't they see that I...</em> unable to finish the thought just yet, her cheeks grow pink as realization dawns in her pretty eyes.&nbsp; She is too dumbfounded to correct the nurse and so lets the remark go.<br><br>Finally she asks the nurse, "I'm not leaving him, and it's obvious he cannot walk, does there have to be a guard in the doorway?"&nbsp; Her delicate eyebrows knit together in unhappiness, upset at the guards for taking her and Stefan from each other, even if it was a short time.<br><br>Kimberly turns back to Stefan the moment she senses him stirring, looking at him with tear-filled eyes, "I missed you, too."&nbsp; She is afraid to reach over and hug or kiss him, she might hurt him, so she forces herself to stay in her seat and just look at him.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 19:52:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nurse is about to answer..but when I stir.. she just backs out.. closing the door.&nbsp; <br><br>Stefan looks up.. "Hey.. what..I'm not contagious.. I just had alittle surgery.&nbsp; Come close.. I want a kiss" he says.<br><br>His other arm coming out.. IV's going into his arm he holds you..lifting himself from the bed for a moment and laying back.&nbsp; "God..you're beautiful.." he says..reaching to brush your hair back.<br><br>"They said that I had some internal injuries..nothing severe..I'll be up in a day or so.. I also have it okay for them to go back with you to get Sunshine.&nbsp; I talked with a commander.. it's not as bad..honest.. they just are really paranoid."&nbsp; His hand never leaving her cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 20:23:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly reaches in, still being very careful, and kisses Stefan softly on the lips.&nbsp; "Are you sure you're all right?&nbsp; I was worried about you.&nbsp; I was afraid they wouldn't let me see you again," she adds, her eyes still sad.&nbsp; "Will they let us stay together?&nbsp; And also, why does everybody keep saying that you're my dad?"&nbsp; Her voice rises a bit as her exasperation shows.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 20:26:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan blushes.. "They probably think that because..well.. I'm so old.. " he leans back.. his hand still holding yours&nbsp; "I'm going to be just fine.. this.." he hlds up his wrist. "Will probably take a couple months to heal."<br><br>He interlaces his fingers with yours.&nbsp; "They would prefer us to stay here on the base..but this still is a free land..and we're allowed to live where we choose..especially if we could prove it's safe.&nbsp; And they'd give us a radio so we could have contact with others.&nbsp; I told them.. you need to go back and get Sunshine.. and that we'd probably prefer to live there..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 20:28:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But you're not old Stefan.&nbsp; My dad was old, you're not old at all," the mention of her family does little to cheer her.&nbsp; She reaches for Stefan's good hand, just wanting to touch him.&nbsp; "I do want to live there.&nbsp; With you and Sunshine.&nbsp; Can we please, Stefan?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 20:35:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods. "I agree.. I mean.. I don't know if it's biologically possible for me to be your dad.. but then.. " he leans close.. "You and I both know all these people here arn't exactly thinking things through."<br><br>He pulls her close to kiss again.. and then leans back.. "I think we can.. mmm.. I can hardly wait to be out of the hospital." <br><br>He leans back down.. resting for the time being..<br><br>(thinking we can timeskip forward abit.. do a dramatic fade here..and fade up when he's released from hospital.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 20:37:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(ooc: sounds good to me, you know how easy i am...however...i have no idea how to start that hon!&nbsp; :)&nbsp; so *tag*)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 20:54:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(fade up :D..just as easy as that)<br><br>Stefan walks out of the hospital, hand still in a cast.. but walking okay.. his arm around Kim.&nbsp; <br><br>Following some guards they head to a waiting jeep which takes them to the motor pool.<br><br>THere.. they are able to find their Purple Pickup.. it's not been touched..other then to fuel it up.<br>The guards jump into the back, leaving you to come into the front.&nbsp; Stefan gets into the cab to drive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 21:22:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly climbs in, worried about Sunshine, and scoots over to sit close to Stefan.&nbsp; "Do you think Sunshine will be okay?&nbsp; Will she have gotten out?&nbsp; Will be even be there still?&nbsp; What if zombies got her?"&nbsp; Her voice was small and pitifully sad, she just wanted the nightmare over with.&nbsp; Stefan and her and Sunshine.&nbsp; Then life would be better again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 22:32:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She'd be fine..it wasn't long.. and i don't think she could get out..and that would have kept her safe from all the Zombies"<br><br>Stefan tries to reassure Kim.&nbsp; "She's gonna be hungry..and very glad to see you"<br><br>We pick our way across town.. the military has several of the main roads cleared..but about 2 mi. away they are all clogged again until we wind our way to the backroads.&nbsp; The smell is even more rancid..as some of the unburied corpses have been out in the elements for days now.<br><br>Driving up to the mansion, we can't hear the guards whistling in appreciation in the back.&nbsp; "I think we'll all need to stay here the night Kim..although.. it's not like we don't have room to spare" he grins.. reaching to squeeze Kim's knee.. "I just wanna keep you..and sleep with you tonight." he admits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 06:03:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Going home with Stefan to Sunshine, Kimberly would probably do anything Stefan asked.&nbsp; Having 'guests' was not a problem.&nbsp; There was plenty of food for her to make a nice dinner for all, and she liked to cook anyway.&nbsp; And certainly she wanted to sleep with him tonight, it had been far to long since they had gotten to hold each other.&nbsp; The entire way home she sat close to Stefan, resting her head on his shoulder and one hand on his leg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 14:39:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan parks the car by the front door.. leaning to give Kim a final hug..holding her.. before they both get out of the truck.<br><br>"The front door is unlocked.. but i don't know if any zombies have gotten in during the couple days we were gone."<br><br>"Don't worry, Sir.&nbsp; We will sweep the house.&nbsp; If you and the Miss's will stay here..we'll give a sign when it's all clear."<br><br>At that moment the doors burst open.. both guards lower their guns, but it's only Sunshine running out.. barking after he heard Stefan and Kim's voices.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 15:46:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sunshine!"&nbsp; Kimberly squealed happily as she runs toward her friend.&nbsp; They tackle each other, going down on the grass with Kimberly giggling and Sunshine licking Kim's face excitedly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 16:46:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards smile.. and I notice one looking perhaps abit too fondly towards you.&nbsp; They disappear into the place to start scouting.<br><br>I come over..crouching carefully..and stroke your back. "We're home Kim.. and.. you know in a way..I'm glad we met them.. because we can go there for help.. but they are willing to let us be."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 16:57:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly looked up at Stefan happily and climbed up off the ground.&nbsp; "I'll beat you inside," she giggled happily and took off quickly, disappearing inside the house right away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 19:27:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan giggles, but reaches to grab around Kim's waist. "Hey..not so fast.. wait for the guards to say it's okay for us to go in."<br><br>He snuggles her instead.. waiting. "You know.. it's easy to think that we're rich and famous.. we have our own guards now.. and a nice mansion.." he grins playfully.. giving Kim lots of kisses.<br><br>Finally.. after about 20 min.. one of the guards come back.. "We're clear..and fwew.. you could have picked a bigger place?" he grins.. <br><br>Stefan stands, snuggling Kim close. "I know.. but don't you think we'd all have wanted to live like this... and there is power.. running water.. Kim will go and make us all some supper.. and we can maybe all go for a swim later."&nbsp; Suddenly he grins..tickling Kim.. "Oh..and race you inside" starting to run.. but then slowing down as it obviously causes him some discomfort.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 21:39:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh Stefan," Kimberly pouts.&nbsp; "I'm sure it's safe or else Sunshine would stop us from going in.&nbsp; You don't need to worry, she's a good dog."<br><br>Kimberly easily beat Stefan inside, so fast that she didn't even notice him slow down.&nbsp; She wanted to beat him inside because she wanted to prepare a special dinner, to celebrate them being home together, and she wanted to surprise him.&nbsp; Once she got in the kitchen she shut the door and put a chair under the doorknob to lock it.&nbsp; Then she searched through drawers until she found a marker and paper and wrote in big letters, "Knock and Get Permission Before Entering."&nbsp; Then she found tape and quickly moved the chair and taped it on the door.&nbsp; Shutting it and putting the chair back, Kimberly was satisfied the Stefan wouldn't know her surprise until time to eat.&nbsp; She got out everything she needed from the freezer and the pantry and went to work just singing away happily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 12:54:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan finally comes to the door.. to find the strange sign.&nbsp; He knocks.. "Hey..what's up?" getting an amused smile on his face.<br><br>When he can't gain admittance, he heads upstairs.. goign back to the closets to find some fresh clothing.. nodding to one of the guards on the way.&nbsp; He finally retires to one of the sitting rooms.. taking one of the books out to read while waiting for supper to be prepared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 15:11:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly spends the rest of the day cooking, not a fancy meal, but one that surely all the men would be desiring.&nbsp; One good thing about growing up with lots of cousins and a big family.&nbsp; She knew the types of foods that most men like to eat.&nbsp; Soon the tempting smells of apples wafted under the door and through the house.&nbsp; Not long after other delicious smells joined it.<br><br>Looking at the smaller table in the kitchen she decided she'd have to use the formal dining room just off the kitchen.&nbsp; She set the table and carried all the food in and placed it on the table.&nbsp; Then she brought out the cold lemonade she had made and a couple of bottles of red wine from the cellar.&nbsp; Satisfied everything was perfect she removed the chair from in front of the kitchen door, threw away her sign, and called out, "Come and get it!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 15:14:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All the men were close at hand.. being attracted by the scents of the meal that was cooked.<br><br>They come in.. licking their lips to the fantastic dinner Kim had set out.&nbsp; Stefan comes straight to her..scooping her up in his arms in an embrace and kiss.. "This looks fantastic." <br><br>The men all sit down aroudn the table.. the guards having long abandoned their helmets and heavy body armour to reveil simple clothing underneath.. everyone sitting around the table.&nbsp; Stefan goes to turn on a CD player to give music..<br><br>He returns, and then watches expectantly as the lids on the food dishes are removed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 15:30:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly giggles, kissing Stefan back, and then pulls away and begins to serve the meal of steak, cheeseburgers, baked potatoes amazingly with all of the fixings except for sour cream, corn on the cob, green beans, super creamy cheesy potatoes for those who don't like baked, and even homemade rolls with a hint of cheese and garlic.&nbsp; Also on the table were two big apple pies, one lattice and one with a crumbled topping.&nbsp; She poured everyone their choice of wine of lemonade and then waited anxiously for their approval, especially Stefan's.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 16:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Everyone is just amazed. Stefan gets up to hug and kiss Kim.. while the guards dig into the food.<br><br>"This is all just amazing Kim.. you've really outdid yourself"<br><br>"hey.. you got yourself a good woman there.. I hope I get one who can cook like this." one of the guards chips up.. "Yeah..this is really great.. much better then the stuff back at the barracks."<br><br>Everyone eats.. chatting.. getting more comfortable.&nbsp; It seems like it's been days since anyone has had good food like this.. and the aire seems to slowly shift to feel like it's abunch of men pre-football game.. good food.. telling stories.. getting all chummy.. with many compliments and even looks goign Kim's way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 17:12:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly happily accepts everyone's praise, especially Stefan's.&nbsp; She is all smiles as she eats, a healthy portion, not just a tiny amount like most girls.&nbsp; Kimberly might be thin, but she is strong and healthy.&nbsp; She drinks wine, hoping the guards either don't know her true age or that they will not care.&nbsp; Besides, no one can prove she's not 21.&nbsp; She can hold her own with the conversation, farm-girls usually can.&nbsp; She knows all about sports and cars, preferring trucks obviously, and even tells a few stories of races she'd won with her old farm truck and some really good plays she'd made in sports at school.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 17:55:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards seem to like that more.&nbsp; They tell stories how their wives and girlfriends tend to be the kind that disapproved of the 'mens night out'<br><br>As the lemonade gave way to wine.. the conversation lowered in nature too.&nbsp; It got abit raunchy in spots.. but as Kim kept her own (good ol' farm girls arn't that naive to that sortof talk) the guys only enjoyed it more.<br><br>At one point..after the meal is done..people just finishing off the pie.. one of the guards jokingly asks if you'd climb up on the table and dance for them like you would 'back home on the farm'<br><br>THe other guard laughs and claps.. and I look at you.. giving a "Well.. if you don't want to..I'll defend ya..but if you want.. hey.. I'd like to see it too"<br><br>Is it objectifying?&nbsp; Hell yeah.. but it's abunch of semi-raudy men relaxing for the first time in days..since the catastrophy... it's not that unusual.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 18:44:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But there's no music," Kimberly laughed.&nbsp; "Can't dance without music."&nbsp; She was actually quite a good dancer, one of the very best in her town, and could dance all sorts of different styles.&nbsp; She had a natural affinity for rhythm that made it easy for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 20:07:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan grins..getting up he goes to the media centre..looking through all the CD's that the previous owner had left.<br><br>Unfortunatly most of the classical music.. woudln't really work..but there was some classic rock in there.&nbsp; Putting on an old Zepplin CD, he smiles..turning it forward to Kashmir..<br><br>"Here..let's see you put on a show" Stefan smiles..coming to you..hugging..and then helping you climb up onto the table.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 20:13:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she recognized the music, Kimberly is thankful that new country sounds a lot like old rock.&nbsp; Just tipsy and relaxed enough to not be too self-conscious, she holds Stefan hand to steady herself as she steps onto her chair and then on to the table.&nbsp; She walks along it, pushing dishes out of her way, and then goes back to stand in the middle.&nbsp; She starts slowly, like she always does, closing her eyes and feeling the music wash over her body and enter her soul.&nbsp; Her hips start to move ever so slightly with the beat until it becomes a part of her when she starts dancing for real.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 20:18:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				More wine is poured, and as the song starts to build the men start to get more and more into it.<br><br>The room is filled with clapping.. cheering.. even the odd cat-call.&nbsp; It's very liberating.. an expensive dining room..and he Kim is dancing on the tables like it's a common seedy bar..<br><br>The song goes on.. and one of the guards calls out.. "Hey.. take it off.." the other guard looks to me worriedly.. but when I don't act upset about it..he puts his fingers in his mouth and whistles.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 20:29:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just one time before had Kimberly done a strip tease.&nbsp; The situation had been similar, a bunch of teenagers drinking beer bought off an old man for an extra $20.&nbsp; Loud country music blaring from someone's pick-up truck.&nbsp; The first time Kimberly had ever drank, her parents didn't even know she'd climbed out of her window.&nbsp; She had been dancing in the back of another truck when someone yelled the same thing.&nbsp; It seemed to her now like it was then.&nbsp; Before her life had been so altered.&nbsp; <br><br>Giving it no real thought, Kimberly crossed her arms sensually in front of her waist moving only her hips now, took her tank top into her hands, and slowly lifted it showing a small waist, a tight belly, and tanned skin.&nbsp; She lifted it a little higher and now the edge of her rib cage could be seen.&nbsp; Lifting it a little higher the men were treated with a view of lacy, sheer, red material.&nbsp; Her arms went higher and suddenly her entire bra became visible.&nbsp; She slowly slipped the shirt off her head, turned and tossed it to one of the men behind her who would have been unable to see the show as well as the others had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 20:37:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This drives all the men crazy - Stefan included.&nbsp; He looks up at Kim.. smiling..clapping.. she looks fantastic up there dressed now just in her tight cut-off shorts and bra.<br><br>"Damn.. you're fantastic!&nbsp; More...more" the guards call.. <br><br>"Hey.. Mr Stefan.. you aught to see if she'd give more shows like this.. you could really help out the moral at the barracks."<br><br>I blush to that.. thinking..okay.. a private show like this is one thing.. but I don't know if you're really the type to be put so much on display.. but honestly..it looks like you're enjoying this too.&nbsp; He doesn't of course know about your past experiences.<br><br>Shifting back..he leans back on the chair.. feeling arroused at not only your impending nakedness.. but also the openness of it.. like he's sharing a part of himself.. you.. with others.. and pride at how fantastic you look..thinking no matter what you show to them.. you are all his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 20:44:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly goes back to dancing again only it looks much more erotic without her shirt.&nbsp; Not yet experienced enough to be too sexy, she doesn't do anything terribly gaudy.&nbsp; Mostly what feels good with the music, what her body wants to do, which because of the connection she feels is very sensual in itself.&nbsp; She hears the calls for more but decides to make them wait just a bit longer.<br><br>Towards the end of that first song her hands begin to linger around her shorts, teasing them just a little, wanting to see just how bad they'd want her to remove them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 20:53:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan has been swept up with the rest of the men, and by the end.. his voice is joining those.&nbsp; As Kashmir builds to a climax he's chanting "more more more" along with the other guards.<br><br>Stefan hasn't felt this good in a long while..it's very easy to forget everything..forget the pain..the broken bones.. the tragedy outside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 21:17:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling softly, almost shyly but not quite, Kimberly undoes the buttons on her shorts.&nbsp; &nbsp; A little more skin is shown, but nothing else.&nbsp; Then she unzips the zipper and opens the shorts just enough to reveal...nothing but skin.&nbsp; She puts her hands on her hips and hooks her thumbs inside the waistband slowly wiggling her hips to loosen and lower them.&nbsp; Until they get very lower all the men can see is her tanned skin.&nbsp; Finally little strips of red fabric can be seen and then the top of her panties.&nbsp; Suddenly letting go, the shorts fall to the table and Kimberly's bare foot kicks it off into another guy's lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-06-2006, 03:27:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The men are going crazy at this point.. Stefan included.. as Kim's pants join the top in someone's lap and not covering kim as before.<br><br>The next song starts to build in intensity.. and the guys seem hesitant to push her further.&nbsp; Stefan too.. seems to pause.. wanting to make sure Kim is alright..but there isn't any way he can really pull her aside..not when she's the center of attention.&nbsp; Then..coming to a decision.. he grins.. looking Kim in the eye..and then calling out..<br><br>"More.. take it all off.." the other guys quickly joining in.. claping and smacking on the table enough to make the dishes rattle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-06-2006, 04:41:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly doesn't even look startled.&nbsp; This was as far as she'd gone that night just a year or so ago, but now she felt different.&nbsp; Like a woman, not a child.&nbsp; She danced slowly down to the other end of the table where a bottle of wine was sitting, picked it up, and took a nice long drink before putting it down.&nbsp; As she dance back to the middle of the table, her hands reached up and undid the tiny clasp that was in the front.&nbsp; She teased them unmercifully, pretending like she was going to pull one side away to uncover a breast and then shaking her head no.&nbsp; Finally she slowly pulled one side all the way off and her breast popped out, already erect from the feel of her hands upon them.&nbsp; She repeated the act with the other side, threw back her shoulders and let the bra slip off her arms.&nbsp; She caught it with one hand and then threw it to a guard she had noticed in particular.&nbsp; One whom she had caught looking at her several times.&nbsp; Thus clad only in tiny red panties, she danced.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-06-2006, 23:03:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The men are very turned on.&nbsp; Stefan wasn't sure about how far she'd go.. but as her bra comes off..he's sure she's going to go the distance.<br><br>he joins in..heck..he leads the table in clapping.. cheering and egging Kimberly on.. everyone commenting on how hot she looks.. how fantastic she is.. the guards saying how lucky I am to have her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-06-2006, 23:29:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly let the men wait a little longer, dancing only in her panties, just until she thought they could last no longer.&nbsp; Very carefully and so slowly she pulls down one side of her panties.&nbsp; Then in the same fashion she does the other side.&nbsp; Finally they fall to the table.&nbsp; Instead of kicking them away she slowly bends over, her legs just slightly parted even though she doesn't realize just what that will do to the men behind her, and picks them up.&nbsp; She rises and throws them right in Stefan's face, smiling seductively, enjoying the wine and attention.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 00:05:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The CD players is on the third song by the time Kimberly is naked.&nbsp; Stefan is distracted by her panties for a moment.. but the Guard's arn't.. they are watching the show..and still seemingly by some unspoken rule..not touching.. just watching with their eyes as Kimberly teases the hell out of all of them.<br><br>Stefan leans on the table as Kimberly keeps dancing.. her naked body completely for show..reachiong to open a new bottle of wine and pour three glasses..then reach up with the half bottle for Kim. "here.. drink up.. mmm.. Kim..you look so sexy.. I could fuck you right here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 00:15:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly reaches down again, taking the bottle from Stefan and leaning back takes a big long drink.&nbsp; She carries it with her as she dances over the table, swaying her hips, shaking her breasts, showing off her long shapely legs.&nbsp; She was well on her way to being completely trashed, and she was having the time of her life.&nbsp; Little repressed farm girl finally having some fun.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 01:49:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards keep going.. cheering Kim on.. <br><br>Finally one takes the next step.. as she dances close..he reaches out.. "Hey baby.. lay down here.. let me feel those firm tits of yours"&nbsp; The other guard looks to me.. but I'm turned on..and looking back to Kim.&nbsp; Stefan doesn' thave a problem with it..as long as Kim doesn't.. if anything he's proud of how amzing she is.. and honestly drunk enough not to be worrying about jealousy.. as long as everyone is having fun..he's great
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 03:25:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Too young to consider future implications, Kimberly only needed to glance at Stefan's agreeing face before deciding it must be okay.&nbsp; Instead of laying down though she slowly got down on her knees while she danced and then leaned over placing her hands on the table so that she was on all fours.&nbsp; She could always lay down later after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 14:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(sorry for the delay.. a combination of my trip and becoming sick)</em><br><br>The guard reaches forward, his hands cupping Kim's hanging breasts.&nbsp; She is fondled..while Stefan moves close..reaching to cup her ass.. the other guard moving to her face..cupping her cheeks and then brushing her hair..lowering his voice to talk sultry to her..<br><br>"You are a sexy minx.. you know that don't you.. so hot.. sexy.. turning us all on.. you love it too.. don't you.."<br><br>Getting arroused himself.. Stefan reaches a couple fingers between her legs to stroke her pussy..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 15:08:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(ooc: it's okay hon, i thought that might be it.&nbsp; hope you're feeling much better now.)<br><br>Kimberly's pretty eyes flare open at the feel of warm hands on her body, in more place than one.&nbsp; The guard's words don't quite make sense, but it doesn't seem to matter.&nbsp; She knows that she likes some of them at least.&nbsp; Letting out a soft moan as Stefan touches her, although she doesn't realize it's him, she pushes back against the touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 16:54:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With no-one stopping, the mood keeps slipping down the slippery erotic slope.&nbsp; Fingers start to push deep into Kim.. fingering her deeply.. others start to kneed and fondle her tits.. the hands on her face slipping down to join them.<br><br>"Aww man.. she's soo good" the guard beside tells Stefan.. "C'mon.. you gotta share her.."<br><br>Stefan blushes.. feeling the effects of the alcohol.. and the arrousal.. but he also wants to protect her.&nbsp; The fingers slip out of her pussy, and he moves around to cup her face.. leaning close to give her a soft kiss.. the other men shift around..and moments later a new pair of hands are exploring her pussy as he talks.. unbeknownst to Stefan.<br><br>"Kim.. my precious.. you're really.. turned us all on.. the guys.. well.. they want to know if I'd share you with them.." he asks softly.. inbetween kisses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 17:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once again, the full import of Stefan's words miss Kimberly entirely.&nbsp; She's far too wasted, the euphoria far too great, desire growing far too quickly to pay complete attention to what he says.&nbsp; She rather ignores him actually as she much prefers his kisses and begins to instigate them herself, deepening them quickly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 17:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(hey..Yeah..that was your 1000th post :D&nbsp; WTG Hon!!!.. and a yummy one at that)</em><br><br>Stefan takes her reactions as her acceptance.. she's certainly not objecting..and as she starts to push back against the guard behind.. he doesn't hesitate at all to start fingering her deep.&nbsp; Her breasts are kneeded.. squeezed and nipples tugged on.. then the guard ducks his head down and starts to suckle on her nipple, while reaching down to start undoing his pants.<br><br>Stefan melts into the kiss..his hands coming up to cup and hold Kim's face..kissing her deep.. loving how warm and sensual she feels.<br><br>The guard to the side finishes undoing his pants..and then reaches for Kim's hand.. shifting her weight to the other hand as he moves it to his crotch.. guiding her hand to his arroused cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 17:25:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				( thanks, I didn't even realize it :) )<br><br>Beginning to rock back and forth a little to meet the fingers behind her, Kimberly loses herself in Stefan's kisses, almost forgetting to hold herself up-especially when someone moves one of her hands.&nbsp; When something is placed inside it, she's not sure what, Kimberly closes her hand around it.&nbsp; Because of her rocking, her hand starts to move back and forth and without even realizing it yet she is stroking the guard's cock slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 17:30:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan enjoys the kiss.. not realizing how much the other guards are getting involved.&nbsp; The guard behind is the one which breaks the current rhythm.. "mm.. hey guys..let's get her on her back." he suggests.. something that the rest of the men just nod and agree with.<br><br>One final deep tongue kiss and Stefan straightens up.. his eyes opening as he sees one guard's cock already out.&nbsp; And Kim stroking it.&nbsp; Any doubt that she wants this is gone.<br><br>Stefan and the other men help roll Kim to her back.. positioning her near one end of the table..with her legs hanging over the end.<br><br>"Hey.. I get to go first" Stefan claims.. moving down between Kim's legs and dropping his pants.&nbsp; The pantless guard has already moved up to Kim's face..which is also at crotch level..and is smiling down at her..reaching to her hair to guide her face towards his cock as Stefan parts her legs.. moving in with his own cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 17:51:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly finds herself on her back, but she doesn't appear to mind.&nbsp; Seeing what Stefan is about to do, she opens her legs wide for him and turns obediently to the man leading her towards his cock, parting her lips just a little, maybe in anticipation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 18:01:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan moves close, pushing into Kim's body.&nbsp; He groans as his cock stretches Kim.. pushing deep into her.&nbsp; Reaching to hold her hips, he starts to thrust into her.. rather arroused by watching his beloved suck off who might as well be a total stranger.&nbsp; He realizes..he doesn't even really remember their names.<br><br>The guard's cock is brought to Kim's lips..and as they part..his grip on her hair tightens and he thrusts into her mouth.&nbsp; The remaining guards drops his pants..and moves to guide Kim's hands to his shaft to stroke as she's well used.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 18:28:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Making a soft noise that's a cross between pain and pleasure, Kimberly accepts Stefan inside her even as she takes one guard's in her mouth and another's in her hand.&nbsp; Closing her eyes, she focused on what she was doing to the guards so that she wouldn't get too carried away by what Stefan was doing to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 14:37:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kim almost looks like a professional.. it would be hard to imagine this is only her second time having sex.. and what a second time it's about to be.<br><br>"Hey.. can we all have a turn before you cum inside her?" asks the one guard.&nbsp; Stefan doesn't hear it at first.. he's lost in his passions and the grunting sounds of the room.. especially Kim's moans.&nbsp; Her sex feels so incredibly tight.. absolutely amazing.<br><br>"Hey..Stefan?" the guard nudges.. <br><br>"Yeah.. okay.." he says.. but continues a bit longer.. all the while the cock in Kim's mouth thrusting hard and deep.. not as gentle as Stefan.. the guards don't have quite the emotional attachment.. rather it's more lusty needy thrusting.. the grip on her hair tightening to hold her face steady to fuck.<br><br>At last.. Stefan pulls out..shifting around.. the guard's cock replacing his moments later as Stefan comes up Kim's side to stroke her breasts.. "Kim.. you're just amazing.." he says..cupping.. squeezing..watching Kim fulfil three men at once.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 15:19:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Protesting when Stefan left her, Kimberly tries to look where he's gone but is being held to tight by the guard holding her head.&nbsp; She's just about to give up when suddenly he comes into her line of sight as he comes up to her and the guard leaves.&nbsp; Mere seconds later she is full again, and she moans, glad to be full again.&nbsp; She stares up at Stefan, a lazy sensual smile crossing her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 15:41:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guard who was fucking her face steps back when Stefan comes up.. a long strand of drool going from the guard's cock to Kim's lips.&nbsp; The guard fucking her is far from gentle.. her entire body rocking with each thrust as Kim's free to look up at Stefan.&nbsp; He looks down, seeing the pleasure on her face. "You're loving this.. arn't you Kim?" he asks softly..his cock bobbing close to her face.&nbsp; <br><br>The guard who just left her mouth starts to clambour up onto the table.. knocking other dishes aside..on his way towards straddling Kim's torso to tittyfuck her... Stefan waiting for Kim's reply then guiding her lips towards his cock.. tasting of her juices from moments before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 15:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding her answer, Kimberly takes Stefan into her mouth and grips his cock tightly with her lips, finally learning just how to do this.&nbsp; She wraps her legs around the guard now fucking her, hooking her feet together behind his waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 16:21:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans.. he's alot more gentle.. alot more loving as he strokes Kim's face.. groaning as she starts sucking him like an expert.&nbsp; Coming from his ex-married state.. it's been since college since he's last had a blow-job..and he's loving it.. especially how Kim puts her all into it.<br><br>The Guard fucking her groans as Kim's legs wrap around him to hold him tight.. the other guard settles across her chest..reaching to press her firm breasts together to start sliding his slick wet cock between them.<br><br>"Oh my god.." Stefan says..to no one in particular.. "This is just like one of those movies.. I didn't ever thing something like this could be real.." groaning..his cock throbbing in her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 16:32:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lifting one hand, Kimberly wraps it around Stefan's waist to pull him closer and just touch him.&nbsp; She decides she quite likes having him this way in her mouth, sucking on him lightly, swirling her tongue around his cock, tasting both him and her together.&nbsp; She lifts her hips to meet one guard's thrusts and relishes the attention her breasts are getting.&nbsp; Who knew having a cock between them would turn her on so much?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 16:39:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans.. closing his eyes as Kim guides him closer.. and takes over.&nbsp; WIth the guard..he was in 'charge'.. pulling her head down to fuck her face.. but with Stefan.. Kim is more in control.. making him groan with every little shift that drives him wild.<br><br>She can tell that he's getting close to cumming.. his grip is starting to tighten.. and his gaspings quicker.&nbsp; <br><br>The cock between her tits is a new feeling.. and it seemst o please the guard..at the same time he's squeezing her tits.. occasionally lightly pinching her nipples.<br><br>And the cock deep inside her pounds hard and quick.. eager.. lustful.&nbsp; It's obvious it's been days for either of the strangers..and they are thoroughly enjoying her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 16:50:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Increasing her movements and her suction, Kimberly tries very hard to get him to cum.&nbsp; She's getting rather close herself as her body is receiving so much wonderful attention.&nbsp; Her breasts and pussy are screaming for more of what the guards are giving her, and she wants Stefan so bad she can hardly stand it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 17:00:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan can't really hold out that long.&nbsp; With a loud groan he starts to cum.. Kim's mouth tasting his hot jism.<br><br>"Ooh man.. do it on her face.. c'mon.. it looks hot.. just like a porno.." as he's thrusting between her tits faster.. groaning himself.<br><br>The guard riding her pauses to adjust how he's positions..taking her legs and shifting them up to his shoulders and starts to thrust anew..his cock arching just slightly differently inside her..deeper..in a differnet sortof way from before.&nbsp; Feeling her tight body clenching he starts to thrust hard.. giving her ass a playful slap. "mm..c'mon.. cum for me." he says over the other two men.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 17:15:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Closing her eyes, Kimberly starts to drink Stefan, not really hearing what the guards are saying so focused she is on pleasing Stefan at that very moment.&nbsp; The slap, however, snaps her out of it just enough to remind her body what is happening, surprisingly, she liked it as well as having her legs up like they now were.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 17:49:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan looks up.. and then blushing abit.. he tries it.&nbsp; He looks down, brushing some of Kim's hair back to look into her eyes..and then pulls back..enough that his cockhead slips from her mouth..still cumming.&nbsp; <br><br>He groans...cumming over he lips..and then one cheek before he's spent.. looking at the creamy white cum collecting there... "oooh.. Kim!" he groans.<br><br>The guard fucking her slows.. he's close himself but doesn't quite want to shoot his load yet.&nbsp; He does love how Kim wiggles back..his hand now caressing her asscheeks with her legs up like this.. giving her another playful swat when it's apparent that she liked the spank.&nbsp; <br><br>The guard thrusting between Kim's tits groans watching Stefan cum over her lips.."Mm..back up..it's my turn!" he says.. reaching to finish himself off..still straddling her chest.. "Hey Kim.. mm...look down here and open wide" jerking off his cock to start cumming himself.. the long spurts aiming at her face and falling to her chest
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 17:55:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly wants to protest Stefan leaving her mouth, but when she realized that he likes what he's doing she stays silent, licking up what lands on her pretty lips.&nbsp; She begins to moan as she can now focus on the hard fucking that one guard is giving her, her body shuddering as she gets closer and closer to cumming with each slap and thrust.&nbsp; When she hears the other guard, she turns to see what he wants, getting hit in the face with more cum.&nbsp; Again, she licks up what lands on her lips, her lower back beginning to arch a little from the pleasure the fucking is giving her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 18:07:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Both the men watching just love it as Kim's tongue reaches out..licking her lips.&nbsp; Reaching down, Stefan helps scoop some of the cum out of her reach into her mouth..playing with her tongue with his fingers.<br><br>"God.. Kim..you're so hot" Stefan moans.. listening to the gasping breaths Kim can get as she arches her back.. seeing that she seems to really love the harder fucking.<br><br>The guard straddling starts to climb off, bringing his cock close to her mouth.. "Here..come on Bud.. she loves it..she can lick us both clean." Stefan steps up..and both cocks..dripping wit the end of their cum are brought to her lips.. starting to grow flaccid.<br><br>The other guard is getting louder..and it's evident his climax is also near.. he grips her thighs tight.. occasionally slapping her.. alittle harder now as he thrusts deep and pounding against her pussy..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 18:56:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly licks the cocks stuck in her face, going back and forth, trying her best to help the guard fuck her.&nbsp; She places her hands on the table, using them to help her lift her hips even higher, and her moans increase in volume and intensity.&nbsp; Kimberly realized that it wasn't going to be much longer and she wouldn't be able to stop herself from cumming.&nbsp; She hoped that the guard did, too.&nbsp; She really wanted to make the men happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>23-06-2006, 14:45:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(grnis and nuzzles..such the perfect little subby :D )</em><br><br>Stefan just moans happily.. contently as Kim licks and cleans his cock.. a hand holding her head.&nbsp; He looks down to watch the building intensity.. and then it's obvious that the guard climaxes at the same time as Kim.. both of their bodies tensing.. the rhythm interupted by the peak.. continuing abit before the guard collapses on her body.. spent.&nbsp; <br><br>"Wow.." Stefan says..finally walking back to the open bottle of wine.. "I think that was amazing."<br><br>He sits down on the chair beside where Kim lays.. the guard mounting her slowly pulling off and climbing off the table.&nbsp; "You were fantastic.." he says..bringing some wine to Kim.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>23-06-2006, 16:52:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finding it very difficult to catch her breath, Kimberly closes her eyes and rests for several minutes.&nbsp; At the mention of more wine, she props herself up on her elbow to have a sip or three.&nbsp; She looks at Stefan and gives a crooked little smile, obviously very tired and quite trashed, seemingly unconcerned with what had happened.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>23-06-2006, 17:12:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan chats abit with the other men..but it's obvious everyone is spent for the time being.<br><br>Leaving the table as it is.. the collected group moves to the lounge.. putting on a movie.&nbsp; Stefan sits on the couch, pulling Kim to his lap..still naked.. one of the guards sitting at the other end of the couch..the other on a nearby lounge chair<br><br>Everything feels just great..and as we sit he idly caresses and fondles Kim.. one of the guards reaching to stretche her bare feet onto his lap to rub softly.&nbsp; Then..about 10 min later.. the guard rubbing Kim's feet asks.. "Mmm..I think I'm ready for round two.." he grins at me..nodding towards Kim.&nbsp; He was the one who only got a titty fuck..didn't actually get to fuck Kim yet.<br><br>I look over my drunk girl..smiling..nuzzling and kissing her cheek.."I think she still has it in her..what do you say Kim.. do you think you want any more?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>23-06-2006, 17:45:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cuddling close with Stefan, Kimberly feels quite content.&nbsp; She naps just a little on his lap, warm in his arms despite her nakedness, during the movie even while she is touched.&nbsp; She awakens when one of the guards touches her feet and sighs softly.&nbsp; "Sure Stefan, I can do that," she slurrs a little in response to his question, still sleepy but waking up a little at the prospect.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 14:22:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles.. Kim is so adorable.. and the guards are really taken with her as well.<br><br>Giving her another nuzzle and kiss..he then reaches to her hips, passing her over to the guard.&nbsp; The guard isn't as grabby as last time.. gently caressing her body as his cock becomes arroused.. but not trying to wake her too much..rather liking her alittle groggy and passive like this.&nbsp; <br><br>"You know, I hope we can come over more often.. maybe we can convince our sargeant that you need permenant guards here" the other guard starts to talk to Stefan while the one holding Kim reaches to gently straddle her across his lap..aiming his cock at her pussy and then letting her come down to rest..his cock pushing up into her tight body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 14:33:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling softly, sleepily, Kimberly finds herself in another's arms but makes no complaints.&nbsp; Stefan is her favorite certainly, she cares for him very much, but these guards are wonderful and she likes them very much.&nbsp; Kimberly places her arms around the man's neck as he touches her gently sending shivers up her spine.&nbsp; She moans softly and closes her eyes while he guides her into position, and she gasps suddenly as he fills her, the gasp quickly turning into a louder moan of pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 14:38:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan and the guard continue to talk as Kim is taken.&nbsp; It seems the group is slowly getting 'comfortable' with being together.. like an extended family.<br><br>The guard's hands hold Kim's hips to support her as she moans.&nbsp; He rocks his hips, his cock thrusting in and out slightly..then brings his lips to kiss Kim on the mouth.&nbsp; His breathe tastes of the wine, and faintly of cigerettes.&nbsp; "mm,, start to fuck me honey.." he says softly.. his hands reaching to help guide Kim to lift up..then thrust down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 15:03:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Languorously nodding, Kimberly follows the guard's directions and is able to figure out how to move up and down on his hard cock using her legs after his kiss.&nbsp; He penetrates her deeply this way, hurting her a little bit, but it feels astonishingly good to Kimberly.&nbsp; She leans in, pressing her body close to his and places her lips on his neck.&nbsp; She leaves a trail of moisture all over his skin as she kisses and nibbles him hungrily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 15:19:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There is a sudden presence.. looking back Kim feels Stefan embracing her from behind.. "mm..honey..I'm going to go to bed..I think the wine is making me sleepy.&nbsp; Just come up when you're done" he smiles..nodding to the guard.."Have alot of fun." <br><br>Kissing Kim's cheek..loving how she's still gasping..Stefan withdraws and starts to head upstairs.&nbsp; The other guard comes close..reaching to start caressing Kim's back.. her chest.. getting arroused himself. "Hey..looks like it's just us now.... us and this sweet girl"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 16:26:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good night Stefan," Kimberly whispers between moans and kisses on the guard's neck.&nbsp; When she feels the other guard reach around to her chest she pulls away enough from the first guard to give him better access but she doesn't cease her kissing and nibbling and barely registers that that one guard is speaking at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 16:36:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards share a look, one glancing up to see that I'm well and gone.<br><br>Standing..his hand cups around the back of Kim's head and guides her face away from kissing the first guard towards his cock..standing with one foot on the couch.<br><br>"mm.. honey...give me some lovin.." his cock still musky from before.. it was the cock that had fucked and cummed inside Kim awhile earlier.<br><br>The other guard keeps fucking Kim..his hands moving to her hips to guide her to fuck harder. "Mm...ooh that's right.. that's the way to do it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 21:05:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A little startled that someone had made her stop kissing, Kimberly is just too wasted to really understand or do anything about it.&nbsp; She allows her head to be turned, and there she is confronted with a cock in her face.&nbsp; Through heavy eyelids Kimberly looks up at the guard, not quite remembering what she is supposed to do next.&nbsp; Through it all, however, she never breaks her rhythmic riding of the first guard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 14:34:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of the guards chuckles. "Looks like she really takes to the wine" <br><br>The one by her head reaches into her hair..perhaps alittle gruffly.. and then pulls her lips to his cock..the other still fucking her.. Kim's body seeming to have a mind of it's own.. a fucking machine.&nbsp; Her tits start to be played with.. the guard groaning as he starts to increase the pace fucking her.. the other one trying to push his cock into her throat.<br><br>"mmm.. I wonder if she'd take a cock up the ass?" the one fucking her mouth wonders.. the other guard looks up..grinning "I don't think the old-man would approve..but.." he looks at the glassey eyed face sucking the cock.. "I don't know if she'd know any better."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 15:07:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dutifully opening her mouth, Kimberly allows the guard's cock inside her mouth and somehow remembers what she is to do with it.&nbsp; She tightened her lips and sucked on it hard while he fucked her mouth and she moved up and down on the first guard harder than before, increasing her pace to match his thrusts.<br><br>Their words swirled around her, not making much sense.&nbsp; Something about an old man, a bottom, and not knowing any better.&nbsp; <em>How can an old man not have a bottom and not know any better,</em> she wondered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 15:18:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards talk about it for a couple moments longer.. also just enjoying taking the girl.. "mm..okay..don't cum yet..she looked great with cum all over her face." he grins..<br><br>The guard pulls out of her mouth and then sits down. "Here..help her over here.."&nbsp; <br><br>The guard fucking her thrusts a couple more times then slows her. "Okay honey..don't you worry..we'll take good care of you" he reaches up to pet her hair.. abit dismissively..and then lifts her off his cock again.&nbsp; He stands, guiding Kim back towards the other guard.. lifting her up and reaching to spread her legs to start setting her down on the guard's lap.&nbsp; He reaches as well..spreading her asscheeks and guiding her rump towards the waiting cock. (sitting straddling facing away from the guard sitting..so that she could be double penitraited after he's inside her ass)<br><br>His cock making contact.."Okay.. mm..nice and slow..we don't wanna tear her." he grunts..feeling her ass resisting. The guard infront of her gives her face a light slap."mm..don't clench..let the cock into your ass, girl"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 15:47:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Obeying perfectly Kimberly was easily led by the first guard, swaying a little, to the other.&nbsp; She's not quite sure why she is placed facing away from him so she looks at the other guard in confusion and then feeling his cock at the wrong place she tenses up.&nbsp; The sudden slap causes her eyes to widen, and she Kimberly is hurt and afraid.&nbsp; She had tried so hard to be good, she didn't understand why they would hurt her.&nbsp; Even with the slap, however, Kimberly did not yield.&nbsp; He was in the wrong place and would just have to move so she wiggled a little to try and put him where he belonged.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 15:51:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooh..she doesn't wanna play nice.." the one guard says.. she's struggled back..the cock pushed against her pucker again, and Kim gets another slap.. "Stop fussing..and don't clench.." the guard says..pressing close.. "mm..this is gonna feel good for us.. now..stop fussin."<br><br>He reaches down for one of Kim's legs to try to remove her means of holding herself up..so gravity would be on their side.. the guard underneath groaning as his cock is squeezed as Kim's ass starts to stretch to let in the intruder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 15:57:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking her head to clear it from another slap, Kimberly only succeeds in making herself dizzier, and that combined with the guard moving her legs from holding herself up, makes it nearly impossible to keep the guard from starting to push inside her.&nbsp; Opening her mouth, Kimberly starts to scream.&nbsp; It hurts her so much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 16:02:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit!" the one guard hisses..and then reaching around he clamps his hand over her mouth. "We can't have her waking the old man."<br><br>SHe's held like this..his cockhead inside her asshole..one hand over her mouth.&nbsp; "Hey..go get her underwear..we can gag her and then fuck her silly.."&nbsp; &nbsp;The guard behind holds her..muffled..cock still inside as the other runs and returns with your underwear and your stretchy top.<br><br>Your underwear is bunched up..and then brought to your mouth..the hand slipped aside only long enought o start pushing the underwear into your mouth.. stretching your jaw wide and filling your mouth until Kim's forced to breathe through her nose.. then the stretchy shirt is used to wrap around her head..tying the gag in place.<br><br>They pull their hands away..judging their handywork..reaching to restrain her arms so she doesn't pull the gag out as the guy behind takes her hips and pulls down..driving his cock deep into her ass.."Ooh..fuck..she's tight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 17:00:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Zombies are preferable to this,</em> Kimberly thought distractedly, struggling to get away as best she could.&nbsp; She was strong, but not as strong as a man trained in fighting and restraining, even if he did have his cock up her anus.&nbsp; Tears filled her eyes as she tried to promise to be a good girl now, that she didn't mean to make them angry, while one stuffed her panties into her mouth.&nbsp; Those tears fell down her cheeks and she quit struggling, suddenly holding very still so she would not be slapped or hurt again.&nbsp; Vaguely she began to wish Stefan was here.&nbsp; Surely he would not allow them to hurt her.&nbsp; Stefan loved her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 18:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards notice she stop struggling.. and speak to her..although their voices are filled with demeaning.&nbsp; "That's a good girl.. don't struggle..and you won't get hurt."<br><br>The guard behind grunts as he manages to get most of his cock into her ass. "Ooh..man..she's so tight.&nbsp; You just wait until you can feel this."&nbsp; He starts to bounce her to fuck in and out of her backdoor..while the other looks at her face..now gagged..tears down her cheeks..she looks more like a rape victim then a willing participant.<br><br>"Mm..hey..I bet she'd love two cocks at once." he spreads her legs wide..and then climbs forward..moving himself to get the right angle before they make a sandwich out of Kimberly.. double penitraiting her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 18:31:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly stays as still as she can, wishing that Stefan would come save her somehow, and decidedly not liking these two guards anymore.&nbsp; Whether it was the fear or the pain, Kimberly's head began to clear and she began to sober up.&nbsp; When she understood what they were about to do, her eyes widened in horror and she had to struggle with herself to keep from fighting them.&nbsp; She knew, by now, that Stefan hadn't heard her scream and was certainly asleep.&nbsp; He would never what was happening so she had to be strong and take care of herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 18:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards continue raping Kim.<br><br>The one in front manages to work himself in..not as deep as if he was alone..but now she's totally filled up with the guards.. her loins and ass stuffed as much as they can take.&nbsp; Her arms are wrapped around the guard in front to hold on as her body is used as a fuck-doll, the cock in her ass going alittle deeper as her body adjusts to the width.<br><br>They don't say anything.. just fucking..grunting.. hands kneeding and fondling her.. the guard in front finally starting to talk..<br><br>"mmm.. oh you're so good.. mm..see..you don't need to fuss...you're such a hot lay.."&nbsp; he reaches up to cup her cheeks.. "You're not gonna scream..are you?&nbsp; I bet those panties taste good." the other laughs at that.."Too bad we can't get pictures of you like this.. such a hot little slut."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 18:51:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fresh tears course down Kimberly's cheeks as the guards humiliate her and take her body.&nbsp; She closes her eyes and prays for it all to be over with quickly, doing her best to ignore everything they do or say and most especially the pain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 19:23:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thankfully it seems to be over quick.. or perhaps Kim has retreated to a part in her mind where she's not paying attention to the passnig minutes.<br><br>The guard cums deep in her ass.. groaning and finally pulling out.. however the other guard wants to join in too. "mmmm.. hey let me have some of that."<br><br>He pulls out..and then Kim's body is pulled off the cock in her ass..she's bent over the couch..thankfully she can bury her face in the cushions.. since the one guard looked like he was considering having her suck off his cock..the one which had just been buried to the hilt in her ass.<br><br>The guard stands behind her..spreading her ass wide..and shoves his cock against her red sore ass.&nbsp; Holding her hips..he's able to work himself in.. standing behind her he has the angle and leverage to get in very deep.. Kim's face starting to shove against the couch as she's ass-fucked again.. hard and fast.. this guard nearly ready to cum himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 19:30:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bury her face in the cushions she does, hot tears wetting the fabric.&nbsp; It is hard to breathe there, but for this she is thankful.&nbsp; She buries her face even deeper, at this point not sure she wishes to breathe again.&nbsp; Soon her lungs hurt from a lack of oxygen, but she fights the desire to pull away and draw breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 19:48:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guard behind starts fucking Kim's ass hard.. just using and abusing her body.. thankfully it doesn't take long for him to cum.<br><br>Groaning..he pulls out..leaving her ass oozing cum.&nbsp; The other guard has since retreated to get a brandy for himself.&nbsp; Pulling her head out of the cushions..he shoves her down to the floor..then sitting.&nbsp; He grabs her face.. "You're not going to run and tell Daddy now..are you?" he says.. his eyes showing an aggressive stare.. "You know.. you don't think he could stand up to us..what with his broken wrist..and injuries.&nbsp; Besides.. you don't want to ruin his day.. when you know this was ALL your fault.. you were the sexy one seducing us.." classic 'blame the victim' technique..<br><br>He gives Kim's face another slap..and then pulls off the shirt holding the gag in. "Now..get upstairs and go to sleep..we will all want breakfest in the morning."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 19:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Too frightened to do anything else, Kimberly takes the shoving, the slaps, the blame and crawls away from the guards, too dizzy and sore to trust herself to walk.&nbsp; As fast as she can she climbs the stairs without standing and crawls into the teenage girl's bedroom.&nbsp; She shuts the door and locks it, going on into the girl's bathroom.&nbsp; She shuts and locks this door as well and pulls her panties from her mouth, throwing them in the garbage can.&nbsp; Going to the bathtub she puts in the plug, turns on the water as hot as it will go, and climbs into the tub where her tears start to flow again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 20:00:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards stay up downstairs.. drinking and so forth.&nbsp; When she finishes and goes to the master Bedroom, Stefan is there, sleeping soundly.&nbsp; He's on his side.. the broken wrist propped up on a pillow.. that's what he's nestling against inlieu of your body.. although he's waiting for you to come to bed.&nbsp; He looks so sweet..peaceful.. unaware of the rape that just took place.&nbsp; <br><br>His expression is one of serenity and arrousal from the early night's activities.. he's still sleeping naked..although sleeping as he is..he's curled up covering most of his privates
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 20:05:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Afraid that somehow Stefan might find out, Kimberly looks about in the closet for a blanket and pillow.&nbsp; Finding them she pushes them under the bed and crawls underneath to sleep where she can cry quietly without disturbing him.&nbsp; She pulls the blanket over her and rests her head on the pillow, soaking it with silent tears before she finally falls asleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 20:59:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(awwwwwwwww)</em><br><br>Stefan is one of the first to wake up.. and it's late morning.&nbsp; He groans..rubbing his head..feeling the hangover from the night before.&nbsp; He reaches..but his bed is empty. "Hmm..she must be up already" he groans..stepping out of bed..his foot coming down inches from where Kim's head rests.&nbsp; Gripping his side, he heads to the bathroom.. first order of business looking for his meds..and then cleaning up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 21:09:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In her sleep Kimberly is somehow aware that Stefan has left the bed, almost as if she has grown so attuned to him that she can no longer sense his presence although she does not wake.&nbsp; Wiggling around in the tight space she turns over, sleeping on after the trauma of the night's events.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 21:37:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan finishes his cleaning, and then heads downstairs.. although he's bewildered to find that Kim isn't down there preparing the hearty country breakfest like other mornings.&nbsp; Her clothing remains strewn throughout the room, and the dining room is a mess from the night's festivities.<br><br>He goes into one of the front rooms, finding one of the guards sleeping. "Hey.. wake up.. where is Kim?"<br><br>"Wha? uhh?&nbsp; Ooh..she went up to bed.." the guard says groggily.&nbsp; <br><br>Stefan returns upstairs..starting to look through bedrooms and sitting rooms for any signs of Kim.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 21:39:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(remember that if he looks through each and every room the teenage girl's bedroom has a bathroom where her panties can easily be seen in the otherwise empty trash can)<br><br>Kimberly sleeps on, groaning a little in her sleep every so often.&nbsp; She dreams about what had happened, but what's worse are the nightmares when Stefan finds out the truth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 14:50:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan does come across the panties..which only makes him worry more.&nbsp; He starts calling out.. "Kimberly.. Kimberly.. " <br><br>The guards start rousing.. and start feeling alittle guilty about what they had done the night before.&nbsp; Thankfully Sunshine runs upstairs to see what I'm calling about.<br><br>"Hey girl.. help me find Kim.. find Kim Sunshine.."&nbsp; He expects that maybe she went outside.. or heaven forbid a zombie got her.&nbsp; Making sure he still had the pistol, he starts following Sunshine through the house.<br><br>"Hey..girl..not in there..that's my bedroom..she wasn't in there.." nonetheless Sunshine wants to go into the bedroom.. and as the guards arrive at the doorway, I've followed Sunshine to the bed..where she's whimpering and nosing underneath.&nbsp; Crouching down, I peer under.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 14:57:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There Kimberly lays, whimpering a little in her sleep, curled up tight into a ball with the covers competely over her as if to keep the bad guys away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 15:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Both guards come to the doorway.. pausing..wondering if there is going to be a confrontation.<br><br>Reaching under..I reach to tug the blanket back from Kim's face..and then strokes her.. "Hey honey.. hey.. Kim.. wake up.. come on out.. I can't squeeze in there.. hey sweetie..wake up"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 15:03:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly Kimberly screams and starts to sit up, hitting her head hard on the slats under the bed.&nbsp; Of course it hurts so she starts to cry, probably scaring the guards if they are already concerned.&nbsp; She turns and realizes that Stefan is reaching to her, and she scoots over to his hand, grabbing it and holding it against her cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 15:06:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan just assumes it's bad dreams either related to the zombies..or to her dead family.&nbsp; "Ooh..honey..come on out.." he's trying to coax her from the bed so he can just hug her... "COme on..it's safe now..I'm here..Sunshine is here..we're safe."<br><br>Behind..the guards look at each other..and one very slowly draws his weapon..clicking the safety off.. if there is going to be a ruckus..they are prepared.&nbsp; Of course behind Stefan's back..he can't see this..but Kim would be able to from her vantage.. seeing the guards are ready to 'protect' themselves...if things turned ugly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 15:11:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kim slowly slides out, movement being difficult enough because of the tight quarters but near impossible as she won't let go of Stefan's hand.&nbsp; As she emerges from underneath the bed, she sees the guard's behind Stefan and shakes her head no.&nbsp; If they look closely around Stefan they might be able to see blood dripping down her forehead, explaining why she was crying, but she can't tell them not to hurt Stefan or else he would wonder why she might say something like that.&nbsp; After staring at them, frightened, until she is completely free fromt he bed, she closes her eyes and curls up against Stefan, getting blood on his shirt.<br><br>( ooc: and they thought they were all done with blood and injuries :) )
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 15:26:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is worried.. Kim is bleeding.&nbsp; "Ooh..oh honey..you wacked your head really hard." he holds her tight to his chest as she starts to sob softly.. he looks back "Hey.. get me something to clean her head with.. don't just stand there."&nbsp; He saw the gun..but didn't think anything of it..they are guards..there are zombies..he doesn't have any reason to suspect anything more sinister.<br><br>Not minding getting the blood on him..Stefan just holds Kim tight while the guard returns with a warm facecloth.&nbsp; Using it to clean her head, he sees the cut is just a light superficial one from where she wacked her head.&nbsp; He holds the cloth there and just holds her tight.. "mm.. Kim..don't worry.. I'm here..I'll make it all better."&nbsp; <br><br>The guards duck out..leaving..although they stay just outside the door..trying to overhear if Kim 'spills the beans'.<br><br>"Honey..why did you sleep under the bed.. I missed you.. I just wanted you in my arms... promise me you won't do that again..I was worried"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 15:39:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Making herself as small as she can, Kimberly cries in the safety of Stefan's embrace.&nbsp; She doesn't answer his question, but does allow him to cleanse her cut without protest.&nbsp; Kimberly cries more now for what happened last night than she does for her head, and she's afraid if she tries to speak that she might tell him everything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 18:40:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hears that nothing is forthcoming..but that's okay.. he just holds her.. presuming that the emmensity of everything is building up.&nbsp; <br><br>Moving to sit down he just holds her while she cries.. stroking her hair.. happy that her head stops bleeding reasonably quickly.. "mm..that's alright.. Kim..I'm not upset.. I love you Kim.. I'm here for you.. you know that.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 18:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's crying quiets, but does not cease, and is interspersed with the occassional hiccup.&nbsp; Reaching her head up rest between his shoulder and his neck she whispers in his ear, "I...love...you too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 20:29:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles, nuzzling his sweet girl.&nbsp; He kisses her neck while she's so close, slipping his hands around her waist.&nbsp; "See.. you don't need to cry..and please.. sleep with me.. don't hide from me.&nbsp; I want you.. no matter what.&nbsp; I'm here to protect you.. I'm not going anywhere, k?"&nbsp; He nuzzles her cheek, then presses his lips to hers.<br><br>"C'mon..let's get you some breakfest.&nbsp; And maybe a bandaid for your forehead." he kisses her wound and then guides her to stand up, still in his arms.&nbsp; "What did you want to do today?&nbsp; I think we better drive the guards back to the base.. before we come back home tonight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 20:47:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly starts to stand.&nbsp; "Yes, breakfast.&nbsp; I'm...hungry," she lied.&nbsp; Trying to sound normal she added, "After we take the guards back, do you think that we could play with Sunshine outside a little?"&nbsp; Fully standing now she reached a hand out to Stefan to hold his good arm and help him up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 20:55:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.. "Yes... as long as we stay someplace safe." he thinks.."We could go to the park.. someplace where there wouldn't be any basements or such"<br><br>Heading downstairs, one of the guards is outside.. the other is making some breakfest.&nbsp; He looks up..his eyes questioning... although Stefan misses the point.<br><br>"We'll be heading back after breakfest.. and then your bosses can decide what you'll be doing next.&nbsp; We'll be sleeping here.." he smiles, putting his arm around him.. "This is our house"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 21:14:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly follows Stefan out of the room, staying close by him.&nbsp; She doesn't look the other guard directly in the eye, but makes a pretense of it for Stefan's sake.&nbsp; She snuggles up close to his side, feeling protected even if he is injured, and tries to somehow let the guard know that she will not make any trouble.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 21:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guard can see that Stefan is none-the-wiser about the rape last night.&nbsp; If anything..he's just concerned..thinking Kim has had either bad dreams.. and is hurting from the wack to the head..oblivious of the truth.<br><br>Stefan spends breakfest trying to get everyone into talking.. but the guards arn't as chatty.. still hungover.. indicating that a sweep of the property found no zombies.. and is interupted by the guard's radio beeping for a guard to call in with a status.<br><br>After breakfest.. everyone changes with clothing they've found upstairs.. intending on heading out in the truck back to the military site.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 21:41:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly picks at her breakfast, shoving it around on her plate and not taking more than a few tiny bites.&nbsp; She ignores her juice and all attempts at conversation.<br><br>Afterwards she quickly dresses, extremely conservative even for her normal attire, and comes downstairs with a handgun tucked in the back of the waistband of her jeans so that nobody can see it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 14:24:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is waiting.. a short-sleeved cotton dress shirt, kahki's and this hat he's found which makes him look like he should be on a yacht someplace.<br><br>He can see that Kim is still reseverd..withdrawn..but he doesn't press her.&nbsp; The guards again ride in the back this time with Sunshine..talkinga little more animatedly as the pickup truck again crosses town heading back tot he military base.&nbsp; <br><br>Driving up, the guards get out to talk with the guards at the checkpoints, leaving us alone in the cab. <br><br>"You okay?&nbsp; After I've had a little talk with the base commander.. we'll head out..find that park..right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 15:13:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stefan...when you talk with the CO, please...don't ask for the guards to stay with us.&nbsp; I liked it much better when it was just us two.&nbsp; Tell them...that we can come back and check in here at the base once a week.&nbsp; Or we can take a radio or something.&nbsp; Please, Stefan, I want it to be just you and me again.&nbsp; You and me and Sunshine," Kimberly pleaded.&nbsp; It seemed a little desperate considering how unimportant it should be, but it was obvious she most certainly did not want the guards coming back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 15:27:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan frowns.. now worrying about last night.<br><br>"Didn't you have fun last night?&nbsp; I mean..I thought..it was alot of fun.. and they keep us safe." he hugs her.. "I.. " he frowns as the guards are motioning to lead him off to see the CO.&nbsp; "Can we talk about this later?&nbsp; don't worry.. everything will be fine.." he gives her a kiss.. "I love you.."<br><br>Lead away by a Sargeant towards the officer's barracks.. Kim is left alone.<br><br>A group of guards approach..lead by one of the ones from last night.. "Here she is..the one I was telling you all about.."&nbsp; the guys all have the look of lust in their eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 16:15:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just...please, Stefan," she says as he leaves the truck cab.&nbsp; Curling up in the seat, Kimberly stares out the window, willing Stefan to return soon.&nbsp; Seeing the guards approach, Kimberly leans over quickly and locks the doors, reaching her hand back behind her just in case.&nbsp; She stares straight ahead, ignoring the men even though they make her feel so ashamed.&nbsp; Kimberly struggles back the tears that want to fall, and she prays that they will leave her alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 16:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They all come to the window.. the one guard tapping. "Hey.. open up.. c'mon.. you were so good last night."<br><br>The other guys laugh and nudge each other.<br><br>"Hey..why don't you come back to our barracks..and give us another dancing show?.. " "Yeah..we wanna take pictures of you.. you're a real hottie."&nbsp; <br><br>The pack of guys are acting..well..like a pack of horny guys who haven't gotten any in a while.. and are looking at Kim much like they would a stripper or hooker.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 17:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ignoring them the best she can, Kimberly blinks away hot tears.&nbsp; There is no way she is going anywhere.&nbsp; Not with them.&nbsp; Desperately she longs for Stefan to come and rescue her and take her home.&nbsp; She curls up into herself, keeping her hand overing over the handgun, determined to not let these men near her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 17:41:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They keep at the window.. "Hey..c'mon honey.. give us a show..give us a peep." "Oh..you should have felt her.. she was fucking us all.. she's such a little slut.. and a hot one too" the debasing getting more and more lewd.<br><br>Suddenly they all back up.. and someone obviously with alittle more standing walks over.."What's going on here?"<br><br>"Nothing Sir!" one of the guards says.<br><br>The tall black officer peers into the window of the cab.. "You there.. open this window.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 17:50:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking very frightened, Kimberly has to make a snap decision.&nbsp; She looks the tall man in the eye, blinking away her tears, and turns on the ignition, then rolls down the window.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 17:54:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards take a step back.. half expecting Kim to gun the engine and take off.<br><br>He looks in at you.. "Missy.. are these boys bothering you?" he's speaking sounding like one of those classic 'drill sargents' on TV.. "They of course are rude, and do not know how to treat a lady.&nbsp; Is there any reason you are parked here infront of the CO's building?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 17:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In a very soft, sweet, and scared voice, Kimberly answers, "Yes, sir.&nbsp; They...are...&nbsp; They are scaring me a little.&nbsp; There are so many of them after all."&nbsp; She had come very close to telling him the truth, but since it had been her fault she realized she couldn't say anything.&nbsp; She continued, "We are parked here, sir, because we brought back two guards and they told us to park here.&nbsp; They are inside with the CO and my...boyfriend."&nbsp; She blushed furiously when she said that.&nbsp; She had no other term to call him really, and she hoped Stefan wouldn't know she had been so presumptuous.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 18:02:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards seem to snicker quietly among themselves..but they are silenced by a glare from the Sargeant.&nbsp; "Yes.. and they are a scary bunch" he turns to look at them. "You men .. since you have so much free time, and you're so taken to gawking at the ladies.. I think you better all turn yourselves over to Mister Lyons.. who will love all the extra help on K-P duty for the next week"<br><br>They all start groaning.. a couple shooting you very dirty looks.. the 'we'll get you for this' look.<br><br>"And you Little Lady.. do you want me to wait her for your boy-friend to return..or will you be alright by your lonesome?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 18:16:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's face blanches at the looks from the men, a reaction she can't hide.&nbsp; "Please sir, stay with me," she whimpered softly.&nbsp; Her tears fell from her eyes but she wiped them away quickly, not wanting him to see her weakness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 18:21:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The other men stalk off..but the officer stays with.<br><br>"That's okay.. I can tell you've been through alot.&nbsp; We have a refugee camp set up over in the old training grounds..although alot of citizens are staying in the city." he leans against the truck. "At first we were trying to stop looting and the like..but with the sheer number of casualties.. now we are struggling to just try to figure out a new bunch of laws..since it would be most important to protect and care for the living.. it's not like the rest are coming back."<br><br>He gives you a smile.&nbsp; "You don't need to worry about dem boys.. they were just smitten by such a pretty skirt as yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 18:36:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you, sir.&nbsp; I appreciate your kindness," Kimberly says as she struggles to regain her composure.&nbsp; If she had been older it might have been easier.&nbsp; But she was so young and had recently had to struggle with so much.&nbsp; It things kept up like this, Kimberly would soon be far wiser than her young years.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 19:39:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The officer stays for abit.. keeping her company until Stefan returns.&nbsp; He goes over to the officer. "Excuse me sir.. I need to go to outfitting?&nbsp; The CO wanted me to take a field radio with me.. just so we're in touch."<br><br>Glancing over the officer I catch your eye and give you a smile..winking.<br><br>"Ah..Sir.. yes it's just down there." he looks at me..obviously looking at my age..and then at you again. "I've just been keeping your /girlfriend/ company while you've been busy" emphasising the girlfriend..obviously he suddenly thinks less of everything..like I'm robbing the cradle.<br><br>Stefan comes around, and gets into the cab..reaching to squeeze your hand..after the Officer leaves.. all the while looking at us.. Stefan smiles.. "boyfriend/"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 19:56:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The stress and fear on Kimberly's face melts away when she sees Stefan approach.&nbsp; When he climbs into the cab with her, she snuggles up against his side while he holds her hand, totally oblivious to the guard's discomfort.&nbsp; "I missed you, Stefan.&nbsp; I'm so glad you're back," she said desperately.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 20:01:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles and snugs her tight. "I've missed you too.&nbsp; Don't worry..we are allowed to come and go.. they will come by periodically to check up on us..and there will be an inspector coming tomorrow to make sure ourp lace is secure..but they liked it from the sounds of it."<br><br>He drives over to the outfitting.. getting both a radio..as well as an assault rifle and some miscellanous gear.&nbsp; He comes out wearing an army jacket and a floppish army hat.. "Hey..look..I'm ready to go hunting." he smiles..putting the gear in the back and getting in the truck. "Let's go out for that picnic"<br><br>They drive off..finding a park with little shade..but that'sa good thing..shade = zombies usually.&nbsp; Stefan gets out.. smiling as Sunshine jumps out and starts running.<br><br>"Kim..is everything okay? You've.. been seeming alittle different.. ever since you wacked your head"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 20:16:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even while Stefan jokes, Kimberly has a hard time smiling or looking happy.&nbsp; She tries so hard to keep Stefan from realizing anything, but it is apparent she fails miserably when he asks her.&nbsp; "I...maybe I just have a headache," she answers.&nbsp; And even though it was her idea to take Sunshine out, she just sits down on the grass, soon laying there and looking up at the clouds while Sunshine runs and plays.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 20:25:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan gives Kim a kiss..then leaves her be..going to play with Sunshine.. it does him good as well.. the exercise.. his side is even feeling alittle better.<br><br>Eventually he's back..laying beside Kim..stroking her tummy softly.<br><br>"You know..last night..I had alot of fun.&nbsp; I know we got abit carried away.. but you made me so proud.. so happy.&nbsp; I hope you don't have any regrets.." <br><br>little does he know.. of course..by saying how much he liked it..perhaps he's putting a confusing twist into the mix..of condoning and accepting the results after he went to bed..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 20:39:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly steels herself not to cry.&nbsp; Maybe...maybe he wouldn't have stopped them last night.&nbsp; She really did deserve it, it really was her fault.&nbsp; And it was okay.&nbsp; But why did she feel so bad?&nbsp; She wouldn't let herself cry this time, but the sparkle was gone from her eyes and this normally happy girl suddenly looked much older and very unhappy, though she turned her face, so Stefan was unable to see the change.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 20:52:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan sighs softly.. nuzzling and just wrapping his arms around her to hold tight.<br><br>After awhile..they bundle up their stuff.. call back Sunshine who was busy chasing sea-gulls and head back home.&nbsp; Stefan doesn't try to get Kim to talk..thinking she just needst o work things out on her own..&nbsp; Of coruse.. not saying anything could be misinterpreted as not 'saving' her.. leaving her to her thoughts..her demons.<br><br>Dinner is a nice affair..although the dining room still is a mess from the night before.&nbsp; Stefan smiles.. finding Kim's bra..although he's about to point it out when he sees Kim's expression.<br><br>at the end of the meal..he tries to engage her again. "That was a nice show last night..you don't think you'd wanna give me a sexy show..just for me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 21:02:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The day passes with Kimberly in her haze.&nbsp; She nearly panics when Stefan asks for another show, unsure of whether or not she could handle it without breaking down.&nbsp; She has worked so hard all day at not showing her fear and disgust.&nbsp; Finally she shook her head no.&nbsp; "I don't feel very well Stefan, I think I need to lie down."&nbsp; Rising from the table she doesn't clear it or do any dishes like usual, she just heads straight up the stairs, ignoring Sunshine barking and climbs straightaway into their bed.&nbsp; She faces the wall as tears stream down her cheeks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 21:07:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is left with mouth agap as Kim just runs away.&nbsp; He frowns..wondering what he did wrong..reaching to spend the night petting Sunshine.. then reading.. although his mind is on Kim.<br><br>At last..after dusk..he climbs the stairs..looking to see if he can find Kim..hoping she's in their bed..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 21:17:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly had long since fallen asleep in her clothes on top of their bed, not even under the covers.&nbsp; She didn't look very peaceful, however.&nbsp; The bedcovers were rumpled as if she had tossed and turned on them continually.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 22:08:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan comes to bed..slipping out of his houserobe and gently sliding into bed.&nbsp; He wraps his arms around Kim..laying naked beside you..just caressing her.. trying to soothe her..and then reaching up under her shirt to stroke her bare back.<br><br>"it's okay.. honest..everything will be good now.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-06-2006, 22:21:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In her sleep Kimberly feels his touch on her back and it shifts her subconscious into high gear.&nbsp; She stiffens suddenly, not yet making a sound, but poised to scream if the touches were to move threateningly lower or higher.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 14:57:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan can feel Kim's reaction and only feels bad because of it.&nbsp; Of course he doesn't know why.. so he doesn't know his next actions probably arn't the most intelligent.<br><br>He slips close.. spooning against Kim..wrapping his leg around her leg and his arm around her body..his hand reaching instinctivly up to cup her breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 15:02:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly Kimberly begins to scream and fight Stefan's embrace.&nbsp; She squirms around, trying to get away from the guards that are holding her and hurting her in her dream.&nbsp; She kicks back with her feet, connecting once with his shin, and buries her head in the pillow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 15:52:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is startled by the strugglign..but tries to just hold and hug her more..that is until he's kicked in the shin.&nbsp; "ooh..Kim..wake up..it's jsut a dream" he tries to wake her up..but in the end releases her to keep himself from being hurt more.&nbsp; Already tho..his feelings are starting to become hurt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 15:54:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In her dream Kimberly is stronger, instead of being a victim she fights.&nbsp; She screams out, "No!" over and over again, lapsing into great sobs when she is finally released.&nbsp; In her dream, she has won and they've left her alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 15:57:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan retreats from the bed only to find Sunshine there.. growling slightly.. "Hey..girl..no it's just me.. Kim is just upset..that's all." <br><br>He starts to back away..knowing if he pushed Kim too much more..Sunshine probably would get involved.&nbsp; Taking his robe he reluctantly retreats from the room, leaving Kim alone to sleep.&nbsp; Sunshine jumps up where he was..curling up with his back to Kim to protect her.. sensing how upset she is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:08:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Somehow recognizing Sunshine is near her, Kimberly finally wakes up.&nbsp; She remembers her dream, but nothing about Stefan being there.&nbsp; She realizes how late it is and grows worried that he has not yet come to bed.&nbsp; Climbing out of bed she goes into the bathroom to splash water on her face.&nbsp; Pulling her hair back in a ponytail that only emphasizes her young age and vulnerability, she leaves the room, searching the house for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:11:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan has just settled down in one of the spare rooms..actually it was the room of the teenage daughter of whoever lived her before..it was close..the door was open.&nbsp; He's just laying down when Kim comes to the doorway.<br><br>"Kim?" he says... his voice questioning..and alittle timid.. he's abit startled by how badly she fought..and Sunshine defending her.<br><br>He's laying on the frilly blankets.. totally naked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:13:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rushing into the room, Kimberly climbs up onto the bed next to Stefan and buries her head in his neck, fighting back tears again, wrapping an arm around him and throwing one leg over him, trying to get as close to him as she possibly can.&nbsp; Stefan will keep her safe and chase the bad dreams away, she's sure of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:16:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is only too happy to hold her.. "Kim..they are just dreams.. I .. I tried to get into bed..but you pushed me away" he holds her close..his body pressed to hers..only her nightclothing keeping their loins from each other.. and like this..her hair pulled back..really emphasises her youth..which turns him on.. her body so firm.. supple.<br><br>He gives her kisses.. "Let your tears out..don't hold it in.. let all the bad emotions out.." kissing her cheeks again..not minding her crying against his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:24:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not quite realizing what she is saying Kimberly mumbles, "But they're not just dreams."&nbsp; It comes out slightly garbled against his neck and only if he listened closely would he be able to hear her.&nbsp; She cries and cries, clinging to him as she finally grows sleepy once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:27:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He still thinks this is all about the zombies..or your parents.<br><br>"I know hon.. I know they arn't just dreams.." he hugs her softly.. not realizing how that can be interpreted. "Don't worry tho..I'll keep you safe.. I love you." he kisses her.. "you love me right?&nbsp; You know I'm here for you.. that's not changed.. has it?"<br><em><br>(heh heh wickedly)</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Stefan.&nbsp; I know, and I love you too," she says brokenly as she slowly calms down and gets sleepier.&nbsp; Sunshine pads in and jumps on the bed, curling up at their feet like a good dog.&nbsp; Certainly she's used to cuddling with Kimberly at night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:38:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan smiles as she starts to settle down..in his arms.&nbsp; He kisses her.. "Don't worry.. everything is gonna be good.&nbsp; We know the world is differnet..but we have each other." he kisses her again..holding her body close..a hand slips down to cup her behind as he starts to drift off himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:46:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				An instictive self-preserving response, Kimberly jerks her bottom away from his touch, thrusting her hips into his side hard on accident while she shrieks suddenly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:48:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan frowns.. in a way that's the last straw.&nbsp; <br><br>He pulls back completely.. he doesn't say anything.. but he's not going to have games played.. not now..now after everything that's happened.&nbsp; He gives her a discrete little peck of a kiss..then rolls over..curling up inside the blankets.<br><br>As if sensing the mood..Sunshine gives a whimper.. only emphasisng how alone Kim suddenly is..even though she's in bed.. the pulling away being probably taken with far more impact then it should have been.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:51:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes filling with tears and now realizing how completely alone she is, no one to protect her or love her, Kimberly sadly slips from the bed.&nbsp; Not willing to sleep in a bed, knowingly, without him, she goes downstairs.&nbsp; Curling up in a chair she tucks her legs under her to wait the night out, too afraid and distraught to sleep now anyway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:05:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sunshine follows..whimpering.. Stefan will have none of it.&nbsp; He's dealt with fussy women before.. his ex-wife for one..and after the long day..after the stress of everything..he doesn't have it in him to deal with head games.<br><br>In the morning he's feeling alittle better..alittle achy.&nbsp; He puts on the houserobe and starts to head downstairs.&nbsp; He's not sure what he's gonna find..but he's feeling bad.. lonely.. about what's been happening with Kim..and alittle upset at himself for not being more supportive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:27:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly had managed to fight sleep the entire night, but as the dawn rose her exhausted body could last no longer.&nbsp; Her head fell to her shoulder and she finally slept.&nbsp; Her normally pretty face was red and puffy, dark circles were under her eyes, tear tracks stained her cheeks, the remnants of tears glittered on her eyelashes.&nbsp; Stefan's pretty girl had certainly changed for some reason, just...overnight it appeared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:31:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her still sleeping, Stefan let's her be..going to make breakfest.&nbsp; He cooks a nice yet still simple meal, although when she's not up..and he knows it was late for us last night.. he leaves her a little note.. <br><br>"I didn't want to wake you.&nbsp; I'm going out to get a couple things.&nbsp; Don't worry..I'll be safe.&nbsp; I'll be back before lunch.&nbsp; I do love you Kim... Stefan"<br><br>Taking the pickup and the pistol.. he heads out.. mostly to clear his head.. but also to get a couple things..fresh juice..etc.<br><br>Unfortuantly.. mid morning another vehicle drives up.. an army Hummer..filld with 4 guards.&nbsp; "Hey..this is their place.. trust me." <br><br>They come up to the door and knock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:37:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Two late nights with almost no sleep and the physical and emotional shocks her body has taken, Kimberly doesn't hear anything at the door.&nbsp; Sunshine does, however, and smart dog that she is, goes to the door.&nbsp; Since the lock had never been fixed, Sunshine was able to nudge the door open once she picked up the scent from at least one man she thought was friend.&nbsp; Happy to see people to play with, Sunshine dances around, yipping softly, asking to be petted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:41:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm..their truck isn't here..I guess they are out." <br><br>The guards head in.. heading naturally the dining room..where they find the note.&nbsp; Others come across you in the living room. <br><br>"Hey.. Stefan went out.. he'll be back later.." the one says...walking into the living room.."And..here she is.." he grins.."mm..doesn't she look yummy in that nightie?<br><br>One guy brings out the digtal camera he brought along..and snaps some pictures.. another guard playing with Sunshine..then leading her outside and closing the door.<br><br>"Hey sweet thing..wake up" one of the guards comes over..shrugging off his jacket and flexing his arms.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:44:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sunshine, so happy to be played with, easily is led outside and runs around playing joyfully.&nbsp; Kimberly has kept her inside for a long time, frightened of the zombies, and Sunshine is a farm dog, used to being outside all the time except when she sleeps with Kimberly at night.<br><br>Kimberly fails to awaken, even to voices in the same room as she is.&nbsp; Her body has apparently shut down, needed to repair itself as it can only through a deep restorative sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:48:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The army boys pose around her.. taking off their jackets.. their boots.. one gently lifts her head up..and then drops his pants to pose for a picture of her face infront of his cock.<br><br>Then the outspoken one grins.."Okay..enough of this.." he reaches forward..spurred by his hormones and the whole 'we are the law' feeling..grabs the top of her nightshirt and tears it open..exposing herself to the cheering of the other men..while the pictures continue of the soon to be rape.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:52:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stirring just a bit, Kimberly repositions herself in the chair, still unaware of what's going on in the real world while her body and mind rest.&nbsp; She shivers a little in the sudden cold, but it is not enough to wake her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 17:55:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The one stripping her is surprised..but Kim must really be bagged.. or even unconscious..not even reallys leeping.. just worn out.<br><br>Now naked from the front, her head is lifted up and her body photographed..then the guards stepping in with their cocks lewdly against her cheek.<br><br>"mm..fuck it..she's mine" the one guys says..reaching to slide her forward in the chair..spreading her legs.&nbsp; He brings his cock to her pussy..and then pushes into her..still sleeping..the cameras recording it.&nbsp; Her hands have been spread wide, fingers wrapped around cocks.. she looks like an utter slut..servicing 3 guys at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 18:19:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In her sleep, Kimberly gasps as a guard thrusts himself inside her, but her subconscious will not allow her any more than that.&nbsp; In her new position her head falls back against the chair and her legs dangle helplessly to the ground.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 14:03:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>[Sorry for the absense.. long holiday weekend here..and I wasn't around..did alot of work around the place.&nbsp; It's almost habitable now :D]</em><br><br>The guard starts to fuck the beautiful teen..while being filmed doing it.&nbsp; "Oh man." one of the new guys says..and then steps up..dropping his pants and moving his cock to Kim's face.."She's still passed out."<br><br>"Oh..her old man is probably keep her drunk or something so he can fuck her silly." is the reply..followed by laughter.&nbsp; The cock is pressed to her lips..and then her jaw opened so he can start facefucking Kim while unconscious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 16:50:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				{course it's okay, love.&nbsp; i know what it's like to move...be glad you don't have three kids...moving their stuff is terrible!&nbsp; :P}<br><br>Thankfully Kimberly is far away, shielded from everything that is going on.&nbsp; Somehow her psyche knows that if she were to wake it might be more than the poor girl can take.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 17:02:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards start to use the girl, however the lead guy is getting upset.<br><br>"I thought you told us she'd be all into this.. that she was a real whore?" one of the guys berates him.<br><br>"Yeah..she's not even awake... "<br><br>The head guy pushes the guy fuckign Kim's mouth out of the way..and then slaps her face. "Hey.. bitch..wake up."<br><br>A couple of the guards chuckle..although the head guy is taking this hard.&nbsp; He slaps Kim again..hard..and then punches her stomach.<br><br>"You stupid bitch..you're making me look bad here!" he shouts at her unconscious form... the other guards starting to back away as their leader is 'losing it' abit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 17:12:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The slaps didn't cause enough pain for Kimberly to fight to the surface of her subconscious, the punch did.&nbsp; She murmured some kind of complaint and doubled up her body although she wasn't yet awake enough to realize what had happened, it was still more instinctive preservation tactics.&nbsp; But she was beginning to wake.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 17:24:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guard has pulled out of her.. but by this point he's more in rage then in lust.&nbsp; The other guards are backing out of the room as the first one pulls out his pistol..turning it around and then using the butt to pistol-whip Kim.<br><br>"You stupid whore!" he shouts.. "Making me look bad!"<br><br>At this moment, Stefan is driving up.&nbsp; He notices the military Hummer out front.. the front door open and instantly grows concerned.&nbsp; Sunshine too, starts to bark.<br><br>"Oh..man.. the old man is back" one of the guards near the front says.. "Man..we gotta split"<br><br>The guard..fruatraited.. puts his arm into the beating.. hitting Kim's chest..breaking rips..and her face again to leave her swollen.. bruised and bleeding.&nbsp; He turn turns the gun around..aiming it at her face..before.."Fuck it..and fuck you" he spits on her..and runs to the door..pulling his pants up.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 17:41:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just when Kimberly is pulling herself out of it the angry guard is just getting started.&nbsp; She tried to protect herself as best she could, but she was young and frightened and he was big and violent.&nbsp; By the time he left her she was shaking wildly and had fallen to the floor in an effort to get away should he decide to come back.&nbsp; Fat tears of pain, fear, and confusion fell from her eyes as now she was fighting to stay conscious instead of the other way around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:03:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan pauses by the truck..and it's at that moment the first of the guards burst out the front door.&nbsp; By their looks.. he figures something is up. <br><br>Sunshine starts to bark.. Kim can hear her dog from inside through the haze of pain.. and Stefan is thankful the master sargeant gave him the assault rifle.&nbsp; Reaching into the back of the truck, he takes it out..slinging it as the 'innocent' guards run to the side.<br><br>The main guard steps out.. there is blood dripping from the end of his pistol..and on his hands..and his face is a grimace of rage.&nbsp; There is a moment as he sees the truck.. Stefan.. and then raises his gun.<br><br>Stefan reacts by instinct.. raising the rifle as well to fire..which goes off wildly against the front windows and brickwork of the house.&nbsp; He then ducks behind the truck as the guard returns fire..ducking behind the doorframe.<br><em><br>(feel free to pose for the guards.. I'm figuring a nice gunfight is dramatic..especially if the bad guy gets away..and he can potentially come back for 'revenge' in the future..with the 'good' guards being witnesses to collabourate the attack)</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:15:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guards all get into the hummer, not quite ready to give up their lives yet for a little bit of fun with an unconscious girl.&nbsp; They hunker down and whisper amongst themselves about their crazy leader and how they were going to get out of this mess.<br><br>The deranged guard ducks as Stefan fires and waits a moment before peering out from behind the hummer, trying to determine where Stefan went.&nbsp; Not seeing him, he fires a warning shot just above the pickup's bed.<br><br>Inside, Kimberly hears gunshots.&nbsp; With the super strength that comes from fear, she drags herself to the kitchen where she has kept their guns.&nbsp; Somehow she knows that Stefan is in danger, zombies aren't out in broad daylight anyway.&nbsp; Grabbing her favorite rifle and a pistol just in case, she gets up enough to crawl to the front door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:20:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan keeps ducking low..he has no delusion that he's even remotely compentent with the rifle.&nbsp; And even being autofire only means that he scatters more bullets.<br><br>In a pause in the firing he reaches up..resting the rifle on the bed of the truck and fires again in the general direction of the front door.. the front window shattering into pieces.&nbsp; The guard then ducks through a hole in the glass and returns fire.<br><br>Sunshine has run around the house..she's at one of the side windows when she sees Kim crawling trailing a smear of blood behind her.&nbsp; Whimpering loudly..she starts to paw at the window..then barking.<br><br>Outside..the 'cronies' start up the Hummer.. being bulletproof ..mostly.. they roar to life and then drive between the two combatants..the door opening for the 'leader' to get in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:23:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just in time to see the guard jump into the hummer, Kimberly rounds the corner, unable to get a shot off.&nbsp; It's a shame too, because if she had been in a better position she could have blasted a huge hole in the back he so perfectly presented to her.&nbsp; Adrenaline rushing away, Kimberly collapsed and yelled, "Stefan!" before losing the battle and passing out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:26:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The hummer peels out.. Stefan shoots at it.. but his shots are wide, and only one or two actually HIT the hummer.&nbsp; He then runs in..still keeping the rifle..wary if someone else was left behind.&nbsp; "Stefan!" he hears called..making him go faster..dropping the rifle and running in to find Kim laying in her own blood.<br><br>"Oh my god..what happened" he says..reaching to roll her into his arms.."Kim.. Kim.. ooh..please be alive...you can't die..I need you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:37:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning as Stefan touches her, the shock of agony from him moving her bringing her out of her faint.&nbsp; "Stefan," she whispers and groans again, "are you hurt?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:50:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shakes his head.."No..I'm fine..they are gone now.. oh my god..what did they do to you?"<br><br>He reaches to brush herh air back..he can see that her face is really messed up.. maybe even a cracked jaw.. bleeding..one eye puffy and closed.&nbsp; and her chest bared.. bruised.. rib's broken.<br><br>"Kim..we gotta get you to a doctor.. Why did this happen..what the hell is going on.. I thought they were on our side"<br><br>He starts to gently move her..as well as he can.. first wrapping up her body in an afgan he pulls off a nearby couch..and then gingerly carrying her out to the truck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:11:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly doesn't answer, it hurts to even talk.&nbsp; Her eyes close and she focuses on not crying, trying to avoid the pain.&nbsp; She begins to shiver, from cold or from shock she couldn't quite say.&nbsp; She felt both cold and hot at the same time, she knew that much.&nbsp; Biting her lip to keep from crying out as Stefan wrapped her and carried her out, Kimberly finally, blissfully passes out again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:21:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan can see how much pain she's in..and that only makes him worry that much more.&nbsp; He retrieves the assault rifle and tosses it into the back..calling Sunshine over.&nbsp; The house.. broken windows and busted door..isn't good for security.<br><br>He drives quickly through town..making it to the military base in record time.&nbsp; He reaches over constantly trying to brush her hair..feeling her head feverish.."Hold on Kim.. you're gonna be alright.." not understanding what would make the guards go crazy and attack her like this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:25:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nothing appears to bother Kimberly, not any bumps or turns, nothing.&nbsp; If she wasn't so hot it would be almost impossible to tell she was fighting the pain or was even there.&nbsp; Somewhere deep in her mind things are beginning to connect a little.&nbsp; She hasn't quite figured out what happened yet, but she realized that she recognized the man who threw open the hummer door for the man with the gun who head beat her was one of the men who had been there the night before that one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:32:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan drives up to the base, the guards stoppoing the truck.<br><br>"Get the FUCK out of the way" Stefan yells at them "Oneo f your fucking guards beat the shit out of my girlfriend!"<br><br>The guards move back..and then one jumps with the truck waving off other vehicles as we drive upt ot he hospital.&nbsp; Someone must have called ahead.. because there is a gurney waiting.<br><br><hr><br>Stefan is sitting in the unlit room when Kim comes to.&nbsp; A window is open and a breeze blows in.. and Kim's been patched up and is laying on a clean..if astire..hospital cot in a private room.&nbsp; Stefan sits there..half dozing..but still holding her hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:35:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly groans as she comes to, apparently if they gave her and pain meds, they hadn't given enough.&nbsp; "Stefan," she says his name like it's a request.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan snaps too.. "Kim..oh kim..you're awake"<br><br>He moves by the head of the pillow..reaching to pet the side of Kim's face that wasn't wrapped in bandages (broken jaw)&nbsp; <br><br>"Kim.. I'm glad you're alright..I've been beside myself.&nbsp; Oh Kim..I love you..I'm sorry for going out..I'm sorry for being upset.." he's trying to hold himself back from touching..hugging.. knowing that you're right now very tender.. we have matching broken ribs.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:00:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why are you sorry and why were you upset?&nbsp; What...happened?"&nbsp; Kimberly vaguely remembered awakening to a large scary man hitting her viciously, but she didn't know why, and she couldn't remember anything before that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:06:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan leans his head onthe pillow beside Kim.<br><br>"We had a fight.. I.. I don't know why you were so upset.. I think maybe it's because the party we had.&nbsp; And..I left.. I was upset that you'd not.. you know..give me attention..snuggle and be your old self.&nbsp; When I came back..one of the guards from the base..he was beating you.. I got here in time to chase them off..I'm afraid of what they would have done."<br><br>He pauses.."He's on the run..the guard who did this.. his buddies turned him in..but he never came back.&nbsp; They are out trying to find him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:11:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't remember fighting, Stefan.&nbsp; And..." Kimberly started to tell him about the party but realized that she just couldn't.&nbsp; She could never tell Stefan what had happened to her, it was her fault anyway.&nbsp; He would leave her if he ever knew, of that she was certain.<br><br>Taking a deep breath, Kimberly tries to pretend it never happened, "But...why would he just hurt me?&nbsp; I don't even know him?&nbsp; He, oh my gosh, Stefan, I think I'm going to be sick," Kimberly says, looking extremely pale with wide injured eyes as she puts two and two together.&nbsp; The guard from the other night, back at their house with a hummer full of guards, being beaten by one of them...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:20:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan brings his finger to her lips.."Shhh.. don't try to talk..you're safe now..and that's all that matters.&nbsp; Oh Kim..I love you so much.. when I saw this..I was so angry." he keeps stroking her cheek not bandaged.. trying to soothe her.&nbsp; "You're going to be right as rain.. you'll be all better.&nbsp; Don't worry about a thing"<br><br>He reaches down to hold her hand..leannig over to kiss her lips softly.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:31:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly grips Stefan's hand tightly, feeling absolutely terrible.&nbsp; After he kisses her she says, "No...Stefan...really, I think I might get sick."&nbsp; She does indeed begin to look a little green.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan blushes.. he looks around.. and finally goes to fetch the waste basket. "Don't worry.. I'm not leaving.. I'm with you..even if you get sick."<br><br>He keeps the pail at the ready..returning to caress her.. just so happy to be with Kim.. and that she's going to pull through
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:07:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After she empties her stomach, thankfully there wasn't a lot in there since she hadn't eaten much in the past day, Kimberly shakily asks for a cold washcloth for her forehead.&nbsp; Thankful that she has no memory of what probably happened, she begins to panic.&nbsp; Somehow she has to be certain that Stefan never finds out.&nbsp; Thankfully only she and the guards know, right...so who would tell.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 22:47:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(sorry for my absense.. rl gobbled me up.. a couple days not at work..doctors and needles and such..and I'm getting ready for a weekend camping trip which will take me away this upcoming weekend *snugs* Still trying to get everythign ready here..plus today was my day of doctors and needles :()</em><br><br>Stefan tends to her, the pail.. facecloth.. and just sitting with her while she recovers.&nbsp; He holds her hand and calls the nurse when he sees the panic look in her eyes.&nbsp; The nurse guides him out..saying that you've had enough of stimulous for one day.<br><br>Next day..when Kim awakes Stefan is still there.. this time he's dozing in the seat..although still holding her hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 22:58:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(doctors and needles are terrible, i don't even want to think about it)<br><br>Awakening again with her hand in Stefan's, this time Kimberly doesn't wake him.&nbsp; She thinks about everything she can't remember, and what she deduced had happened, and tries to guarantee that Stefan won't find out.&nbsp; She's growing obsessed with keeping her secret.&nbsp; She tries to count how many guards were in the hummer so she would know how many people knew besides herself but couldn't remember for sure.&nbsp; With that not working she then tries to imagine what had happened to her while she slept in the chair thinking that maybe she could force some memory out of the recesses of her mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 14:23:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>(My needle hasn't left a mark, but the one in Belinda's arm left a 2 inch long black bruise..and it's puffy and sore :(&nbsp; I don't like doctors.&nbsp; Plus I find out in a month if I'm getting diabetic :( And to boot.. Belinda has got to have surgery now.. so that's something to look forward to (pouts) )</em><br><br>Stefan stirs abit, but just leans over on the edge of a pillow at the side of the bed..his hand flexing..then closing around Kim's fingers.&nbsp; He murmers in his sleep.. but they sound content murmers... leaving Kim to her imagination right now.. reliving the rape.. or imagining it..as she was unconscious for most of it.&nbsp; <br><br>And little does Kim realize that there are photographs of the rape.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 15:30:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I always get bruises too.&nbsp; I hate doctors.&nbsp; You better not get diabetic, now I'm worried about you, love.&nbsp; And why does she need surgery, is she okay?&nbsp; It really bites not getting to chat with you anymore, I thought you would have more time now that you like closer to work, silly!)<br><br><br>Trying to readjust her sore bottom Kimberly gasps in pain.&nbsp; She decided she just rather have a sore bottom.&nbsp; Her tummy was grumbling but she remembered how much it had hurt to talk yesterday and decided she wasn't hungry enough to chew food.&nbsp; So her thoughts drifted back to what she knew had happened and what must have happened.<br><br>Trying to flesh out the details soon has Kimberly panicked again.&nbsp; How could she have been so stupid, what had she done wrong to deserve it because she obviously had, and her biggest worry of all, how could she guarantee Stefan wouldn't find out.&nbsp; Somehow she felt as if she were missing something.&nbsp; She had no idea about the pictures, and she didn't know how many guards there had been, but it seemed like there was another way he might find out.&nbsp; She just couldn't think for the life of her what that was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:03:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(*Snugs tight* I'm still settling.. plus now that summer is here we're going camping and the like.&nbsp; Her surgery is for her shoulder..it was injured in a car accident a year ago.. surgery is going to go in and fix her broken collar bone.)<br><br>Stefan stirs at last..waking up and looking up to see Kim's face. "Are you in pain?&nbsp; Hey..I can get a nurse." he nuzzles her.."I'm so glad you're okay.. I was so scared.. I can't lose you.. I need you Kim."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:16:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly just nods at Stefan's question and statements.&nbsp; She turns her pain-filled eyes upon him, some of it physical but most of it emotional.&nbsp; His mention of a nurse made her realize what she had been missing and suddenly she had a desparate need to talk to one.&nbsp; "Yes, a nurse.&nbsp; Please," she said quite softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:32:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods.&nbsp; "Alright." giving her another kiss..thist ime on the forehead..he gets up and fetches a nurse.<br><br>Coming in, the nurse smiles.."Ooh..Kimberly dear..you're looking much better.&nbsp; It this old man bothering you.. you know he's not left your side since he brought you in..except for when I chased him out so you could rest."<br><br>Stefan blushes slightly.<br><br>Seeing the look in Kim's eyes, the nurse turns.. "I need to tend to her.. please just wait down in the waiting room.. or get yourself something to eat.&nbsp; She'll be fine for abit." <br><br>Stefan frowns..but leaves.. leaving the nurse to turn around.. "Now.. what is on your mind?&nbsp; It's not those filthy pictures being passed around base..is it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:40:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly watches the exchange, watches Stefan leave, and then turns to the nurse all ready to ask her question when suddenly her entire world collapses.&nbsp; She bursts into very loud sobs, not realizing that Stefan was still close enough to hear her, that hurt her broken body terribly.&nbsp; There were pictures.&nbsp; Broken ribs and all, Kimberly tries to get out of bed so she can find the pictures and destroy every last one.&nbsp; She swings her legs over, groaning loudly with the effort and hops off the bed.&nbsp; The pain is so intense, Kimberly screams and collapses on the floor.&nbsp; As she faints she hopes that Stefan wasn't near enough to hear her fall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:52:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nurse gasps, running to the side..to be followed by Stefan who's burst through the door.&nbsp; They both help Kim back up into the bed.<br><br>The next time Kim awakes.. she's alone in the room.&nbsp; It's nighttime.. middle of the night.&nbsp; <br><br>Stefan is off sleeping in one of the waiting rooms.&nbsp; After her collapse, the nurse put the room under watch and the closest he can get is the waiting room.&nbsp; He's dozing himself..and as such doesn't notice the guards walk past.&nbsp; <br><br>Walking past the nurses station, the guard tips his head to the nurse on duty.. being a military hospital.. armed guards are nothing out of the ordinary.&nbsp; Looking at the slip in his hand, he slips into Kim's room..walking over to her bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:04:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly looks around in the darkness and starts to doze off again finally.&nbsp; A noise startles her and grabs her attention, and she turns toward her head towards the door.&nbsp; Unable to make out who it was, Kimberly says, "Stefan?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:17:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guard enters, closing the door and it's not until he's close that she can make out the face.&nbsp; It's not Stefan.. the face is vaguley familiar.<br><br>His hand comes down over Kim's mouth.."Don't scream..if you do..you'll regret it"&nbsp; Beady eyes look down at her.&nbsp; "You know..you've gotten us quite popular..you're becoming famous around the base." the guard licks his lips.."Although you've caused Martin to be run off..and we don't like that.&nbsp; Here's what I want.&nbsp; I think you want tos end for the base commander..and tell him to drop the charges against Martin."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:24:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Afraid to struggle, too frightened to scream, Kimberly is also far too scared to answer the guard as he threatens her.&nbsp; Her pretty eyes are wide and blank, almost as if she is pushing this away as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:28:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The guard chuckles.. "Oh..don't you pull back.. you know..that's why you were hurt.&nbsp; If you were just a good little cunt.. and played along.. we'd not be in this hospital." he sneers.<br><br>"Now.. alot of the guys..well..we're getting a bad rap out of this.. it looks so bad on us.&nbsp; You're gonna wanna help us fix this all..don't you?&nbsp; I mean..you'd hate something to happen to that sugar-daddy boyfriend of yours.." there is the threat.<br><br>"What we want is simple.. once you get out of here.. we're gonna want another party..this one not forced.. everyoen will see that you are just a little slut.. that you asked for this.&nbsp; Do this for us..and we'll leave you and your boyfriend alone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:31:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His threat hit her hard in the chest, her heart squeezing painfully.&nbsp; Fear for Stefan flooded her eyes and she nodded slowly against his hand.&nbsp; It truly was her fault, and now she had to fix it or else they would hurt the man she loved.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:43:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods.. and then pauses.. a wicked grin crossing his face (what a sadist!!!)<br><br>"He doesn't know..does he?&nbsp; You didn't tell him?&nbsp; I mean..he's not really chumming it up with any of the regulars on the base.. he always just hides out here..or is playing with that damn dog of his.." he grins.."You're keeping your filthy sex life a secret from him.. arn't you?"<br><em><br>(just spiralling out of control...eh? :D&nbsp; What do you think?)</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 18:01:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly tries to shake her head no but the movement hurts her terribly.&nbsp; Still her point was probably made as she looked terrified at the thought of Stefan knowing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-07-2006, 14:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"ooh..and lying to us..we can tell you're lying." he sneers.<br><br>"You know.. even if you move out of that house.. all residents are required to register..and we can find you.&nbsp; And as soon as you're better.. you're going to put on another show.. or else next time..maybe I won't stop..and maybe when your sugar daddy finds your corpse.. it would be surrounded by this." he pulls out a handful of pictures.. tossing them into Kim's lap.<br><br>One of the other guards smacks his shoulder.."we gotta go"<br><br>The leader pokes his finger at you.. "We'll be watching.. just you wait" giving her an evil look..then the guards wander off..leaving her holding a handful of naked..explicit pictures of herself.. cocks in her face.. being fucked..being beaten..etc
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-07-2006, 15:50:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberley's eyes widen and her faces pales in horror.&nbsp; Her jaw would have dropped open if it didn't hurt so much, as it was it almost did regardless.&nbsp; The pictures.&nbsp; It was sorse than she could ever have imagined.&nbsp; Shaking and sobbing uncontrollably, she gathers up the pictures around her, starting at each one with almost a morbid fascination.&nbsp; She simply couldn't look away from the awful pictures.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-07-2006, 16:08:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And...with typical fate timing.. what scared the guards off was...Stefan.<br><br>Stefan walks up.. "Hey hon.. I'm back.. it wasn't a long talk..although we need to go talk to another sargeant..he's in charge of those citizens who live off base." he looks at the clutch of photographs.."Hey..what are you looking at?"<br><em><br>(whistles innocently.. I love being devious and evil)</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 17:49:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly froze.&nbsp; Fearful eyes very slowly turned upon Stefan as she struggled to get her mind to work properly.&nbsp; She needed a way to hide the evidence from him.&nbsp; He couldn't know what a bad person she had been, how she could have allowed that to happen.&nbsp; She tried to hide them under the blanket as if he wouldn't know they were there if he couldn't see them.&nbsp; But in her haste she dropped some of them on the floor.&nbsp; The fear in her eyes grew and she was certain that he would see the pictures and leave her because she was so bad.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 17:57:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan watches as Kim scrambles to hide the pictures.. inadvertedly dropping some.&nbsp; He can see the panic in her eyes.. fear..<br><br>He grows concerned. "Kim..what's wrong..hey.." he slips his arms around her.. "You're a wreck.&nbsp; Don't worry.. I talked with the base commander..they are going to catch those guys who assaulted you.. he's going to have good..trustworthy people help us out." <br><br>Noticing the dropped photos.. Stefan starts to crouch.. "Hey..you dropped some.." trailing off.. his jaw opening wide.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 18:07:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly didn't know what to say, she could beg him to stay with her but it wouldn't do any good.&nbsp; She could cry or scream, but what would that solve?&nbsp; She pulled the pictures she had hidden under the blanket out and laid them on her stomach.&nbsp; If he had seen a few then he deserved to see them all even though it would mean the end of her happiness.<br><br>She looked at him with her sorrow plain to see although she kept a tight reign on herself, determined not to make it any worse than it already was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 19:40:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan's mouth gapes more as Kim brings out the full set.&nbsp; He crouches down..spreading the pictures out across Kim's stomach.. looking at all of them.&nbsp; <br><br>Kim's abuse.. laying there.. stripped bear.. posing with all the men.. cocks in her hands..her face.. people cumming on her.. people fucking her..and ending with the more violent abuse..being slapped.. punched.. beaten.&nbsp; And but a cruel fluke..in one of the brutal ones..just after she woke up..Kim's eyes are open and there is a hint of a smile on her lips.. it could have been when she was going to sneer... but the picture looks very deceptive.<br><br>"I... I don't understand... " Stefan manages.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 20:23:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't either," Kimberly says brokenly.&nbsp; She tries to look at the pictures with him but the fear and horror is just too great.&nbsp; She looks instead into Stefan's face, certain that it would soon be overcome with revulsion for her and hatred for what she had somehow done.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 20:30:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is just bewildered.. he doesn't know what to think.&nbsp; Anger at the guards for doing this..it's now evident what happened to leave her beaten.. but why didn't she resist..especially in the end when she was awake.&nbsp; (He doesn't know how beaten she was by that point...)<br><br>He looks through them..finally gathering up the pictures.. "Why did you keep the pictures..I really don't understand Kim.. what happened to you.. I mean.. you are so sweet.. we..us together.. and then..this?"<br><br>He holds the bunch of photos.. "Was this your fault?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 20:37:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Overwhelmed...just too many questions, Kimberly tries to answer everything since he's still here and hasn't yelled at her yet.&nbsp; "I don't know how it happened, but I must have done something, Stefan.&nbsp; If I hadn't they wouldn't have done this to me.&nbsp; And...I just got the pictures, I...a man...a guard...and his friend...they just brought them to me and made me promise to drop the charges and not tell you...and...I don't remember what else he said.&nbsp; I don't know, Stefan, I don't know what happened.&nbsp; I don't remember anything, I just...assumed...after waking up..." her voices trails off as sobs catch in her throat.&nbsp; She puts her face in her hands and tries to control herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 20:48:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks around.. and sure enough there are guards who are keepign an eye on them.. Stefan doesn't doubt they'd vanish long before he tried something.<br><br>Crouching down he helps stand Kim up..hugging her and guiding her back to the truck.&nbsp; "Let's get you home.." he says softly.. "We'll fix everything.. don't worry.."<br><br>He opens the door for her..reaching to lift her into the truck.. and then places the pictures on her lap.. the last one..with her face being beaten..and the hint of a smile there on top to haunt her..<br><br>Getting in.. he starts driving down the streets.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 21:08:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Crying softly, Kimberly allows herself to be led to their truck although she doesn't know why he's taking her with him.&nbsp; This was supposed to be the part where he told her he hated her and leave.<br><br>It hurts to climb up into the truck, but with Stefan's help she can do it.&nbsp; Staring down at the pictures in shock and horror, Kimberly cries a little harder, feeling incredibly guilty for what she had done.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 21:21:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(btw...you know how much I love humiliation right? purrrrrr) <br><br>Stefan gets in..driving through the streets.&nbsp; A couple times he gasps out.. it seems the zombies are getting more active.. lunging out of bus shelters and overturned trucks at the pickup as he drives by.<br><br>He doesn't comment to Kim's sobbing.. so very confused himself.&nbsp; He doesnt' realize the accidental ordering of putting that one picture on top may make it seemw orse.. he just didn't want to leave then behind..he didn't realize by putting them on her lap he was having her dwell..looking down at them for the entire trip back home.<br><br>He pulls up to the large mansion without a word.. coming around to help lift her out of the truck.&nbsp; Seeing the pictures still on her lap..he takes them..not wanting them to be left in the truck.. reaching to lift Kim up and carry towards the house.. Sunshine jumping out of the back with a whimper at her master's distress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 21:42:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The ride home (would she be able to call it home much longer, she wondered vaguely),&nbsp; was long and torturous for Kimberly.&nbsp; She tried so hard not to relax in Stefan's embrace too much when he carried her inside, but her hand rested gently on his chest.&nbsp; She needed to touch him, to be held by him, to know that everything would be okay.&nbsp; But she felt she had no right to ask.&nbsp; Kimberly was so distraught she ignored Sunshine completely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 21:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Inside.. Stefan takes the pictures and puts them on a desk.&nbsp; He works to try to find a way to close the door.. it was kicked days earlier by the guards.. and then starts to carry you upstairs.<br><br>He can sense that Kim is needy.. and yet he's not sure what he thinks.&nbsp; She's also still very delicate with her injuries.&nbsp; Setting her down in his bed.."I'll make us some food" he announces..and leaves her to her own thoughts.<br><br>He returns awhile later with a large silver platter.. some cheese and meat.. no bread (hard to find bread by now) and a bottle of wine he found.. this place having quite alot of wine.. but other drinks..not so much.<br><br>"Kim.. I think we need to talk.." he says softly..slipping off his shirt, then sitting on the bed.. the wrappings around his chest logn gone.. his chest nearly healled now..&nbsp; He reaches to stroke her hair..then move her to lay across his chest.. bringing cheese and meat over to feed her while they talk and cuddle together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 22:20:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laying all alone in the quiet room after Stefan left, Kimberly finally found some measure of control and stopped crying.&nbsp; Even though she was obviously suffering both physically and emotionally her eyes still lit up a little when he walked back in the room.&nbsp; She looked down so that he wouldn't see how very much she needed him because that wouldn't be fair she thought but he had probably already seen for Kimberly wasn't quite experience enough yet at hiding her emotions.<br><br>When he pulled her close to him on the bed she choked back a sob but didn't let the tears fall this time, afraid that if she cried much more he would finally snap and yell at her like she surely deserved.&nbsp; She didn't think she would be able to stand it when he did.&nbsp; She nodded her head when Stefan said they needed to talk and took a bite of the food when he placed it in her mouth, chewing very slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 22:35:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan actually found that he very much liked this side of Kim.. the needy.. affectionate one.. submissive one.<br><br>He pets her hair softly and feeds her.. feeling her anxiety grow and fade as she snuggles close.&nbsp; Finally.. "That wasn't the first time.. was it?"&nbsp; He's making a guess here.. but he's guessing from her not fighting.. that it's not so.&nbsp; "PLease.. just be honest with me Kim.. don't lie.. I think we're beyond trying to hide things.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 06:35:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling safer and happier Kimberly almost forgot that they needed to talk, eating from Stefan's hands like she couldn't feed herself.&nbsp; She was jarred back to reality when he posed his question and for several minutes she didn't answer.&nbsp; "All of them?" she began, "I don't know.&nbsp; But...those two...that were here that night...that one night...they...they..."&nbsp; Kimberly's slim shoulders shaking and the tightness in her voice was all that gave her soft crying away as she finally admitted the truth as best as she knew how.&nbsp; "They hurt me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 14:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan listens. "You mean.. you didn't like the little show?&nbsp; I thought you were happy.. we were all alittle drunk.. but you seemed to like dancing for all of us.." naturally not knowing what happened after he went to bed.<br><br>"And what about the photos.. why did you let them do that.. it looked like you liked it for christsake."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 15:44:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No Stefan," Kimberly says, her voice beginning to sound panicky, "that was all fine.&nbsp; But after you went to bed and they hurt me I got scared.&nbsp; And...the pictures...Stefan...I don't...I wasn't...I...woke up...that way...I don't remember any of it."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 16:51:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He keeps petting her.. soothing her.. "Shh.. just tell me everything.. but you don't need to get upset.. you don't need to worry."<br><br>He hugs her tight. "What did they do after I went to bed?&nbsp; Why didn't you tell me?&nbsp; Kim.. you know I love you.. I'm just so hurt by all of this.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 16:59:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's crying becomes audible now.&nbsp; "I didn't mean to hurt you, I don't know how I was so bad, I didn't mean for any of this to happen," she cried out.&nbsp; "They made me," she tried to find the words.&nbsp; "They hurt me," she couldn't finish.&nbsp; "They said I couldn't tell you, they threatened to hurt you, Stefan.&nbsp; I couldn't live if they hurt you because of me," she finally finished a complete thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 17:28:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He frowns.. well..they did try to kill him.&nbsp; But he doesn't understand why they came back.<br><br>"I.. this is all.. " he's at a loss.<br><br>"Where did the pictures come from.&nbsp; The guys at the base told me that the guys who did this to you.. had run away.. awol.. that they'd be arrested."<br><br>He keeps hugging Kim.. "They won't hurt us anymore.. I promise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 17:32:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Through her tears Kimberly answers, "The men brought me the pictures.&nbsp; They will hurt you, Stefan.&nbsp; Worse than they hurt me.&nbsp; They will come back, I know it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 17:47:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods.. thinking things through.&nbsp; They obviously know where they live.&nbsp; And the base.. it's not safe anymore.<br><br>"We'll leave.. we'll go..somewhere..anywhere.&nbsp; Tonight.. right now." he holds her.. both of them in rough shape..but they need to get away.&nbsp; "We'll go down the coast..to California.&nbsp; Or maybe East... across the continent..&nbsp; we'll get away from them."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 18:02:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly nods and then self-doubt and hatred returns.&nbsp; "Stefan...you...still want...me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 21:42:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods.. leaning down to kiss Kim.&nbsp; "yes Kimberly.. I want you.. no matter what happened.. I want you." he cups her face.. "You are my precious girl.. my lover.. " his cheeks blush slightly.&nbsp; He's so much older then the girl.. but there is no doubt of his desires.<br><br>"I don't want you to pull away.. I can understand now why you were so distant.. but please.. you don't need to be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 21:54:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly reached for Stefan, wincing, but not letting the pain stop her.&nbsp; She needed the comfort of his love and arms so badly.&nbsp; "I love you, Stefan," she whispers softly, trying to get as close to him as she possibly can, ignoring everything, the pain, the fear, the self-loathing, everything but him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 23:06:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan holds her close, nuzzling as the sun goes down.&nbsp; The next day, he wakes stiff from laying in bed together..but feeling closer to Kim then he has in days.<br><br>"Kim.. let's jsut be together today" he says.. smilnig.&nbsp; Leaving her only to run the hottub..he comes back, carrying her injured body to the large hottub. "Let's get you cleaned up.. " he says, starting to remove her hospital gown.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-07-2006, 23:16:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Happier than she had been in days, Kimberly woke up with Stefan.&nbsp; She thought that being together and doing nothing else sounded wonderful.&nbsp; She watched him leave and her eyes grew happy again when he walked back to her.&nbsp; Kimberly wrapped her arms around him while he carried her and tried to help him get the gown off her but moving so much hurt so she sat still and let him do it by himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 02:36:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins softly.. "mm.. stripping you.&nbsp; This is always fun..even if you have a couple little scratches."<br><br>Off come the gown.. then the underwear..until Kim is naked..and then he gently unwrapps her dressings so that the water can get at her healing bruises and wounds.&nbsp; <br><br>He very gently lifts her and sets her down in the hottub.. "mm.. it will just be a moment..then you'll be used to it." he smiles.. stripping himself and lsipping in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 02:50:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly smiles.&nbsp; It's easier to push the bad thoughts away with Stefan happy with her again and loving her still.&nbsp; The water is extremely warm when he puts her down in it but she adjusts to it pretty quickly.&nbsp; Kimberly watches Stefan closely for any sign of pain as he climbs in, only just realizing that he's been carrying her around even though he was recently hurt as well.&nbsp; "Stefan, I'm so sorry.&nbsp; Here you've been taking care of me when you were hurt so bad."&nbsp; Kimberly felt very guilty and reached out to touch him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 14:20:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles.."I've been much better.. and I like taking care of you as well." he slips in with a sigh, moving over, his hands roaming over her naked body for the first time in what feels like days.<br><br>"Do you still want me Kim?&nbsp; So much has happened.. so much to the world.. to us." he reaches up, gingerly touching her reconstructed jaw from the break earlier.. then shifting her to his lap, so she straddles him facing him.<br><br>"Don't worry..I'll&nbsp; be gentle and not do anything to hurt you.." although he can't deny that he's starting to become arroused.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 15:15:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At first Kimberly doesn't say anything but moves cautiously forward, afraid she will hurt, until she is scooted all the way forward on his lap.&nbsp; Wrapping her arms around his neck she hugs Stefan very tight, drinking in his comforting embrace.&nbsp; She sighs softly and then replies, "I trust you, Stefan.&nbsp; And I will always want you."&nbsp; Pulling away she gazes into his eyes and leans in to kiss him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 20:26:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan tenderly wraps his arms around Kim.. just holding her..feeling her naked body against his.&nbsp; She moves slower..and he can tell when something is painful.. but it's not painful her finally coming to rest against him.. it feels close.. soft.. intimate.<br><br>He returns the kiss.. long and deep.. his hands holdnig her as tight as he dares without hurting her ribs.. one hand caressing gently down her back.. down to cup her behind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 20:59:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Running her fingers through Stefan's hair, Kimberly runs her other hand down his shoulder and gently licks his bottom lip with her tongue and moans at the taste of him.&nbsp; Against his lips, Kimberly mumbles, "It's been too long."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 21:07:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan nods.. "Way too long" he grins.. nuzzling her softly.<br><br>"Kim.. I'll be gentle.. but do you think.. I mean.." he grins and blushes.. not trying to deny his erection.. "You are so hot..and you have me so horny..if I'm gentle.. do yout hink.." he pulls her alittle closer..so his cock presses against her softly.<br><br>(grins.. or maybe..she tells him..go ahead..and take me Stefan..Id on't care if you hurt me ;D )
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 21:28:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly pulls away enough so he can easily see how much she loves him in her eyes and whispers earnestly, "Stefan, I think you should make love to me.&nbsp; Now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-07-2006, 22:08:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans softly.. it's obvious he wants her.. badly.<br><br>"I..don't want to hurt you..your ribs.. you're still broken love." he says..although his hands are already lifting her hips up..the water helping support her..guiding his cock to her tight pussy.<br><br>His eyes half-lid with passion
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-07-2006, 00:13:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll be more broken if you don't, Stefan.&nbsp; I need you," Kimberly said, and it was plain to see from the look that she gave him that she meant what she said.&nbsp; She leaned in and gave him a loving kiss that quickly turned hungry as if she were trying to draw him inside her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-07-2006, 14:17:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Any resistance of his is gone.&nbsp; Stefan returns the kiss, his hands pulling her closer so the union is complete.. his cock pushing deep up inside her.<br><br>He groans..his lips opening to welcome her tongue.. his hands holding her hips as he starts to rock her on his lap, thrusting up into her under the hot steamy water.&nbsp; He groans.. the thrusting getting harder.. the kissing deeper.. for the moment unconcerned of Kim's broken ribs.. jaw.. or anything.. just needing her so much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-07-2006, 16:02:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Endorphins kick in and drown out most of the pain, the rest Kimberly ignores.&nbsp; She hadn't thought Stefan would still want her or love her, but he did.&nbsp; And sharing this with him was almost like renewing her promise to belong to him only.&nbsp; She held onto Stefan as if she would drown without him, groaning as well when he pushed inside her.&nbsp; Kimberly slid her tongue just a little bit into his mouth, searching and tasting him, wanting nothing more than this moment to last forever.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>22-07-2006, 13:58:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan loves it.&nbsp; Even her groans and whimpers from the pain and discomfort of her injuries seem to mix with the groans of pleasure.. adding to it.&nbsp; Kim gives herself fully to him..completely.<br><br>He shifts his hips back so that she can get as deep as possible while sitting in the hottub.. kissing her deeply as his hand on her hips starts to pull her down faster.. wanting more.. deeper.. harder<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-07-2006, 16:29:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly's hands begin a careful exploration of Stefan's body as if she were getting reaquainted with it.&nbsp; She kissed him like she never had before, full of a need that went far beyond her years for in many ways Kimberly had been forced to grow up.&nbsp; It was too difficult for Kimberly to help him much, but she used her legs as much as she could to ride him harder and take him deeper within her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>24-07-2006, 15:19:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans, kissing Kimberly deeply.. holding her tight as he starts to bounce her harder on his lap.. groaning as his cock pushes deep into her.&nbsp; His hand strokes up and down her back.. clenching.. tongue twirling around her own..<br><br>Breaking the kiss, hepants for breath..still fucking her hard.. "ooh.. Kim.. ooh.. I need you so much.. I've missed you.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>24-07-2006, 16:45:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes closed tight, Kimberly nods and licks her lips, holding onto Stefan's shoulders to steady herself.&nbsp; Brokenly she says, "Need...you...too.&nbsp; Love...you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>24-07-2006, 16:54:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans.. passionately fucking Kim.. "I love you.. ooh. so much Kim.&nbsp; I need you.. " he murmers into her lips...loving how she feels..holding to him.. wrappd tightly around his cock.<br><br>He pauses.. shifting forward..guiding her across the hottub to the other end..groaning.. "i'll..be gentle" even though every little movement hurts her injuries.. sitting her down so he can thrust against her.. harder..deeper..wanting to become one with her.&nbsp; Back against the side of the tub he starts thrusting.. deep.. not quick (the water slows him.. good thing too..she may have those broken rib's rebroken!)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>25-07-2006, 02:51:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A mixture of pleasure and pain causes Kimberly to moan loudly, continuously, with each thrust.&nbsp; Leaning back against the side of the hot tub, Kimberly's head fall back, her long hair floating in the water around them.&nbsp; Her hands fall to his arms where she grips him tightly, her nails digging hard into his flesh as her moans grow louder and change to pleas for more despite the pain it causes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>25-07-2006, 14:34:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans.. taking his teen girl hard..deep.&nbsp; He doesn't realize the pain he's causing her.. although her moaning .. her clutching drives him to go harder..faster.<br><br>He grunts..his cock thrusting to the hilt into her tight welcoming pussy.&nbsp; His climax builds and then erupts.. orgasming deep inside her.&nbsp; Holding her tight he thrusts over and over, cumming deep inside her tight pussy, his eyes closed, hands clenched about her waist to hold her body firmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>26-07-2006, 23:23:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly the noises Kimberly had been making stopped as she couldn't catch her breath.&nbsp; Her nails drew blood on his arms and she looked up at him in surprise.&nbsp; As his climax began to taper off hers began though she still made no noise while her pussy began to clench around his cock buried deep within her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-07-2006, 14:42:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan groans.. fucking her hard.. deep.. her climax nearly sends him over the edge.. his hands clenching tighter.<br><br>In a way her gasps from the pain are also arrousing..and as they suddenly stop..and her pussy clenches tighter..his orgasm starts.&nbsp; He keeps thrusting hard into the vice-like pussy..grinding into her.. "ooh.. ooh Kim!" he gasps out.. not realizing she can't breathe for the moment.&nbsp; Her body's reaction is making her tighter then ever before..and it feels divine to him.&nbsp; <br><br>Filling her body with his seed, he starts to come down..at last releasing the hold..the pressure against her body.. hand coming up to her cheek..coming away wet from her tears.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-07-2006, 23:37:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as she can breath and move again, Kimberly slumps forward onto Stefan, crying out in pain and gasping for breath.&nbsp; At the same time though she was so very glad that they had, in her opinion, made up.&nbsp; She just knew that everything would be okay now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-07-2006, 14:28:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan shifts both of them back to his side of the hottub.. cradling Kim in his arms as she gasps for breath.&nbsp; He caresses her face.. wiping her tears.. "Kim.." he says softly.. "I'm sorry if that hurt.. ooh..it felt so good.. so very good." he leans to kiss her tenderly.. "I've missed you.. needed you so much..I need you.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>28-07-2006, 16:02:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cuddled up in Stefan's arms, Kimberly didn't care that it had hurt, that she still hurt.&nbsp; It had still felt very good in its own way, and Stefan still loved her.&nbsp; That was all she needed.&nbsp; "I'm okay," she whispered slowly as her tears dried.&nbsp; "I missed you, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>28-07-2006, 16:21:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Passion smolders to contentment.. cuddling together.. nuzzling and kissing.&nbsp; All the problems.. the injuries..seemed of the past.&nbsp; Even his broken wrist feels like it's better.<br><br>Stefan nuzzles and kisses.. his hand caressing Kim as the night bores on.&nbsp; Conversation is light and pleasent..before turning to some slightly bashful admissions.<br><br>"Kim.. I know it's bad to say.. but.. in a way.. those pictures are sexy.&nbsp; And.. tonight..when you were crying out.. and begging for more.. I never felt how deeply you loved me like I felt it then." he blushes.. "Is that wrong? I know what those bastards did was wrong.. but for me to find..something good from it?.. or from taking you so hard it hurts.." his voice is alittle unsure.. "You don't.. hate me for that..do you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>29-07-2006, 05:30:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				From the comfort of Stefan's arms Kimberly, while not even close to being 'okay' with what happened, isn't as upset as she thought she would be when talking about what had happened.&nbsp; It very well could have been because she had no real memories of the event or it might just have been that somehow she had found a way to please Stefan.&nbsp; "It is all right, really.&nbsp; I liked tonight, even when it hurt, and it doesn't bother me if you like the pictures.&nbsp; They're only photographs after all.&nbsp; I don't hate you at all, I never could, I love you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-07-2006, 12:55:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan is so content.&nbsp; Things are right with the world.. well.. things are as right they can be in a zombie infested world falling apart with his gf just having been raped.. twice.. and beaten to within an inch of her life.<br><br>Getting out of the hottub, he carefully lifts Kim out.. sitting her on the edge to town dry.. at the same time exploring all the injuries and seeing how bad she is before carrying her to the adjacent bedroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>30-07-2006, 21:28:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching Stefan softly with love and tenderness all over her face, Kimberly marvels at how soft his touch his and how wonderful it feels to have him take care of her and attend to her every need.&nbsp; She realized just how lucky she was and swore to herself that she would do anything to make him happy.<br><br>When he took her back into the bedroom, Kimberly had her arms wrapped around his neck, her eyes closed so that he wouldn't see the tears from being carried.&nbsp; It might not have hurt so bad but after their rough time in the hot tub she was very sore again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>31-07-2006, 00:52:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sets her down, gently wrapping her body in the warm duvets.&nbsp; "Let me turn off the lights and everything.. I'll be right back." he gives her a gentle soft kiss.. loving..affectionate.&nbsp; <br><br>And then is gone..leaving her for the moment alone in the room.. quiet..serene.&nbsp; Minutes go by..suddenly the serenity is broken by several gunshots.. a handgun..from downstairs!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>01-08-2006, 00:41:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fighting every instinct to scream, Kimberly jumps from the bed as quickly and quietly as she can.&nbsp; If it wasn't for the adrenaline suddenly coarsing through her body she would have collapsed in pain.&nbsp; But Stefan was in trouble and she could stand the pain.&nbsp; Rushing as fast as she possibly could, Kimberly went into the hallway and down the stairs, searching for Stefan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-08-2006, 15:27:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Running to the hallway, more gunshots are heard, and then running... <br><br>Stefan bounds into view, holding the gun pointing back down the stairs. "Zombies.. they are swarming" he says hurriedly.. then waves the gun.. "outta bullets.&nbsp; What guns do we have up here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-08-2006, 05:34:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My shotguns are all upstairs," Kimberly replies.&nbsp; "But, how..." her voice trails off as she remembers the ruined front door.&nbsp; "Where's Sunshine?" Kimberly says in a panic, turning to run back up the stairs but twisting too fast and stumbling on the steps.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-08-2006, 14:57:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At the top of the stairs, as Kimberly stumbles she can see the horror below.&nbsp; There must be half a dozen bodies down, and more then twice that lumbering around the entryhall of the manor.&nbsp; A couple have started clawing their way up the stairs.. not being terribly agile on the stairs.&nbsp; Hearing her, they start to flock towards the stairs.<br><br>A hand grabs her shoulder.. "Kimberly.. you can't go down that way..god..we gotta get away." he pulls her back, back into the master bedroom..thankfully this large house has numberous entrances and exits. "I didn't see Sunshine.. she was out last night..so she could be outside hiding."&nbsp; He pulls her through the bedroom towards the study.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-08-2006, 15:08:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trying to ignore the thought of Sunshine alone, Kimberly goes with Stefan even though her heart is screaming for her to find her friend.&nbsp; "What do we do?" Kimberly asks.&nbsp; As Stefan tries to drag her away she breaks free and runs over to the closet in the bedroom.&nbsp; "The guns are in the here."&nbsp; Throwing the bag over her shoulder, Kimberly groans loudly in pain and then rushes back to Stefan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>10-08-2006, 15:10:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan has already retreated to the door to the bedroom as Kim returns.. the zombies have got to the top of the stairs.&nbsp; Closing the door, we're trapped in the bedroom.&nbsp; Stefan grabs an end table, dragging it infront of the door.<br><br>"The window..see if we can climb down or something." he says.. looking at Kim.. his heart going out to her seeing the grimace of pain.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>14-08-2006, 08:45:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...the window?" Kimberly begins to ask, certain she will be unable to make the climb.&nbsp; "I...yes, the window."&nbsp; She would see Stefan to safety first and then, if she couldn't do it, she would have to stay behind.&nbsp; With her teeth clenched to keep from screaming, Kimberly goes quickly to the window and lifts it, biting her lip so hard it bleeds to keep from screaming as her broken ribs twist painfully.&nbsp; Pushing out the screen, Kimberly reaches into the bag on her shoulder and pulls out a shotgun before rifling through it to find a box of shells.&nbsp; "You first, Stefan.&nbsp; I'm a better shot," she tries to say cheerfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>14-08-2006, 13:16:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks at her.. the grim determination in her eyes. "No.. you're going first.. Kim..I'm not leaving you behind..even if I need to carry you with those bastards nibbling my heels" there is a slam on the door, and an unearthly groan.<br><br>He comes over.."Here..let me help you..I know your in pain.. honey..please..we can do this together."&nbsp; He sets the shotgun down on the table, trying to help hold Kim so she can fit through the window...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 18:03:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Clearly torn between keeping him safe or making him happy, Kimberly realizes she doesn't have time to decide.&nbsp; Allowing him to help her she climbs through the window, screaming just a little--much less than she wanted to--and hurriedly getting out of the way so Stefan could follow.&nbsp; "Don't...forget...the gun..." she says with a grimace as she begins to climb down the trellis under the window.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Surviving Seattle (kasen03 &amp; purple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 20:08:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gets the gun just as there is a crash from inside the room.&nbsp; Several loud retorts indicate when he fires, and then he climbs out of the window, pulling the shutters closed.&nbsp; He looks around frantically for Kim, only to see the top of her hand as she's already climbing down the trellis.<br><br>He moves over, only then seeing the zombies in the gardens.&nbsp; Not wanting to startle Kim, he looks..trying to guess if his ribs could take a jump from the awning...deciding to wait..<br><br>"Here.. watch out behind you.." he calls from the roof, tossing the loaded shotgun down when Kim gets to the bottom.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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