A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)
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				Title: <strong>A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 22:21:11</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font">Lily stared out of the window, chewing on the lid of the pen in her hand she sighed. It was a perfectly sunny day out there; the sky was blue and the breeze from the window flowed through her golden blonde hair. Sighing softly she barely heard the teacher ask her a question; a nudge from Sarah sat next to her brought her back into the room. “Sorry can you repeat the question?” She looked at him, biting her lip giving him a wide blue eyed innocent look. He repeated the question shaking his head at the fact he wasn’t angry at her not paying attention. She bit her lip as she thought about it giving him the answer.<br><br>The bell rang as soon as she answered, everyone started to move. Thankful it was lunch she grabbed her books following Sarah out. “I can’t believe you got it right.” She said smiling slightly.<br><br>“You’re telling me.” Lily replied, pushing a lock of hair from her face she smiled, putting her books in her locker. She sighed feeling a presence beside her. “What Tyler?” She looked at the tall man beside her. He leant against the locker besides her waiting for her to finish putting her things away before shutting the door quickly. “When are we going to go out?” He smiled reaching out taking a lock of her hair fiddling it round his finger.<br><br>Tyler was considered to be the most attractive guy in the school, he was in the football team, he was smart, and he had perfect tanned skin, athletic physique, the palest green eyes and light brown hair. Every girl in the school wanted to go out with, every girl except Lily, except she couldn’t stand him, he would never take no for an answer.<br><br>“We’ll go out when you stop asking.” She smiled at him before walking towards him pressing herself against him. “So if you can last 3 weeks without speaking to me I’ll think about going go out to you, does that sound OK?” She ran her fingers through his hair softly. He smiled slightly not really listening to her. “Yer, yer alright.” She smirked, “Right, now stay away from me for 3 weeks.” She walked away from him quickly, heading to the canteen.<br><br>Sighing slightly she placed her tray on the table as she sat down next to Sarah, “Are you alright?” She looked at her friend as she picked up the burger taking a bite.<br><br>“I gotta know, you can have Tyler, you eat so much but never gain any weight.” Sarah frowned looking at her friend jealously.<br><br>Putting the burger down Lily shrugged slightly looking at Sarah. “Guess I’m lucky.” She smiled, it was true she had a slender figure and an ample chest, at 5ft7 she was taller the average girl her age.<br><br>The truth was if she didn’t eat at school she was unlikely to eat all day, her parents tended to work all hours of the day and night. They believed that they had raised Lily as self sufficient, but really they neglected her. For her 18th birthday she didn’t even see her parents, she just got a card from her father’s secretary and a gift certificate. Despite her home life she didn’t want anyone to know about it.</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moebus57</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 21:04:06</strong>
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				&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan Harris went into the 2010 school year much differently than he had hoped…</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">That summer he had just turned 30 and his wife of 5 Years had suddenly left him…He dreaded the big 30 but Victoria?&nbsp; He never saw that coming.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan wasn’t sure the circumstances behind the separation…she never mentioned that she was unhappy or that she needed her space …suddenly she just wasn’t there as if someone had beamed here somewhere.&nbsp; Ryan knew she was heavily into a theater group and when they left to tour she went with them.&nbsp; The odd thing is that she never really discussed it with him other than the long note on the kitchen table when he got home from the gym that one fateful day.&nbsp; Of course he spent the next month consumed with fear and loathing.&nbsp; Fear that his natural good looks and his ability to carry on an intelligent conversation somehow were no longer good enough.&nbsp; The loathing mostly because part of his role as a teacher was to appease her for deep down Ryan wanted to be a smokejumper …somehow that didn’t translate well into job security according to her.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Then there was his ability as a lover.&nbsp; He thought he was a good match for V as she seemed insatiable.&nbsp; But what if he wasn’t taking care of all her needs? </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Sucks when you really don’t know he decided.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">So the 2010 school Year began,&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan certainly wasn’t going to make his questionable marital status public.&nbsp; His good looks damn near didn’t get him hired in the first place….If it wasn’t for a series of phone calls made on his behalf from the college and his Magna Cum Laude status in Political Science then the wedding would be off and he have&nbsp; to go back to tending bar until another opportunity presented itself.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">That was five years ago and of course thankfully he got the nod.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">But now that he was alone? The last thing the school district needed was another teacher / student scandal anything that would even seem potentially possible would have repercussions.&nbsp; Ryan already had the look if you have too but do not touch brief probably more than anyone else...Besides he needed this job when he found out she had a secret credit card that had been maxed.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">OK Life is not fair nor is it just.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan could just afford the apartment and to pay off her debt what he didn’t need right now was any more drama.&nbsp; Sex was good to keep the edge off but there was always the fucking drama.&nbsp; So Ryan steered clear of the dangerous watering holes.&nbsp; He even ignored the advance of the Cougar MILF in 2B across the way and instead tried to keep his focus.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">That was until today day in class.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">The first exam was around the corner, Ryan thought he’d see how well they were getting it.&nbsp; Lily was a good benchmark.&nbsp; She certainly was one of the perks of the jobs... Truth was Ryan liked Lily... there was something about her that reminded him of V or what he liked about V…Lily was also one of those dangerous types.&nbsp; A Nubian hottie who could look him directly in the eyes and be good with it; Lily was still waters to him…He wondered if perhaps she may have already tasted the forbidden fruit.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">It was a simple question …a very easy question actually…What surprised him was she gave him a labored answer.&nbsp; She got marks for poise but Christ by the time the bell rang Ryan was convinced that the last few weeks was a total waste of time.&nbsp; They weren’t getting it and if they were, they sure as hell weren’t retaining it.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">By the end of the day, Ryan was spent.&nbsp; He was beginning to have self doubts for the first time since High School.. His marriage now his job??? …What the hell was happening??…</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">It was a beautiful fall day…. the air was still warm and vibrant.&nbsp; The first frosts hadn’t hit yet’ the sun was hanging low in the sky.&nbsp; Ryan started to the doors that led out to his car oblivious of the people and the conversations around him; lost in his own swirling world of hate and discontent&nbsp; What Ryan needed was a trip to the Quickie Mart, a cold six pack and some fine blues cranked up a decibel or two.&nbsp; A hot babe in a short skirt and heels with a wicked grin would make it all perfect.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">The image of a babe made Ryan smile.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">The thought itself was significant to since it was the first time since Victoria had left&nbsp; he had thought willingly about it…Ryan knew as well that thinking about could only mean he needed it and that right now was not in the cards.&nbsp; This certainly was not the time to be horny....&nbsp; Christ what else could go wrong?</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Then he bumped into Lily</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Literally </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">A blind corner….the collision followed by an instant maelstrom of books and papers.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">”Damn I’m so sorry Lily”&nbsp; Ryan says apologetically bending down and helping her retrieve her things.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Suddenly he felt awkward and clumsy.&nbsp; “Fuck pay I need to pay attention “ he thinks reproaching to himself</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Are you OK? Jeez …I’ve made a mess of things ..I’m sorry Do you have a car? Let me at least walk you out to it...” Ryan says without waiting for an answer …”of course she would have a car you idiot....she’s a senior could you see her riding the bus?” he thinks realizing his faux pas.&nbsp; Ryan smiles as he hands her one of the books she had dropped.</span><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 21:29:02</strong>
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				She felt as if she had been hit by a train as she rounded the corner, her mind was on other things. Her parents would be away for the next few weeks, if she didn’t get home soon and say goodbye she wouldn’t speak to them until nearly Thanks Giving. Rubbing her head she stood up slowly, feeling really dizzy. “Damn, are you made of steal or something.” <br><br>She looked at him realising that it was her teacher, “Oh I’m sorry Sir.” She whispered pushing a lock of blonde hair from her eyes, and smoothing down her white shirt and black skirt. “I don’t have a car today.” She would be given the keys to her mother’s car when they left but that was tomorrow. Sighing she saw the bus leave, now she wouldn’t be able to see her parents off. “I guess I have to wait for the next bus.” She smiled softly at him, running her fingers through her hair she kept the genuine smile on her face.<br><br>She liked him as a teacher he was always friendly and approachable, he always seemed to make it easier. Running her fingers through her hair she looked at him. “I’d better go, goodnight Sir.” She smiled taking the book from him as she headed to the bus stop smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moebus57</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 00:09:17</strong>
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				<ul class="bbc_list"><li>&nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan smiles again …</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">There was something about a young woman innocently addressing&nbsp; him as sir whether the words were real or not.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a huge empowerment.&nbsp; &nbsp;Suddenly Ryan’s self pity had instantly evaporated.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">He cocks his head as the realization hits him… “No car?” Ryan&nbsp; looks outside… there were no school busses in the parking lot…</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">An interesting opportunity had just presented itself…What the&nbsp; hell?? take the lovely home then the Quikie Mart and later some John Lee Hooker…</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Yes …definitely forbidden fruit ..a bad decision in judgment&nbsp; all for the right reasons” Ryan thinks as he beams</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Cmon I’ll give you ride home..do you need to call and let&nbsp; your folks know?”&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan says expecting her to reflexively reach in and with one&nbsp; smooth motion retrieve her cell and flip it open in less than a single heart beat.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Yep I’m looking I’m not touching no harm no foul” he thinks&nbsp; to himself realizing as well the notion of her alone in the car actually&nbsp; excites him…Yep it was time to get laid no&nbsp; doubt” he thinks to himself.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan looks down at her “yes very delicious forbidden fruit”&nbsp; realizing too that he would need to engage her in&nbsp; some kind of meaningful conversation on the way home… Hmm that would be a bit&nbsp; of a challenge he needed something as an ice breaker…assuming she&nbsp; would give the nod.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Then the notion struck him… yes a good lead in question… He’d&nbsp; share his if she would share hers…</span></li></ul>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 00:24:21</strong>
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				She smiled softly at him. "Oh um...are you sure?" She bit her lip thinking that it would be nice to say goodbye to her parents. Reaching in her pocket she pulled out a beat up old nokia that seemed to be atleat 5 years old, it wasn't a colour screen, the most advanced thing it had on it was snake. She blushed as he saw it, "It's out of battery." She sighed, "I guess they wont mind." She smiled softly at him. "If thats alright with you, I don't want to put you out."<br><br>They slowly made their way to his car, it was a car she didn't know if it was a good or a bad one it was just something to sit in as you drive. Sitting in the drivers side she gave him his address, it was in an affluent neighbourhood. This embaressed her, her parents had an amazing jobs, cars, an amazing house yet they hardly paid any attention to her, they saw her more as a blemish in their otherwise perfect lives. If her mother hadn't been too far gone before she found out, Lily knew that she wouldn't have been alive.<br><br>"So um...what kind of movies do you like?" She smiled wanting to change the subject, her home life wasnt the happiest but she tired not to think about it, it could have been alot worse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moebus57</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 23:55:05</strong>
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				<ul class="bbc_list"><li>&nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“ yeah I don’t have any problem giving you a ride home…seriously&nbsp; no worries besides it’s my fault anyway…c’mon lets go”</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan turns around and opens the glass door and falls in&nbsp; beside her once they’re outside.&nbsp; &nbsp;The&nbsp; two walk in silence.&nbsp; Ryan was surprised&nbsp; at how differently he suddenly felt…almost giddy.&nbsp; Maybe the deal with V was weighing more on&nbsp; his mind than he realized.&nbsp; Yes he needed&nbsp; to do something to get back on his game.&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Once in the car he reaches for his phone and tosses it to&nbsp; her …”I’d feel better if you call them…. least leave a message.&nbsp; Besides I’ve gotten so many dammed threat briefs&nbsp; about improper conduct I’m about ready to barf…especially with good looking females....&nbsp; present company included.“</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">"Oh yeah" he says looking over at her</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">"If you want to call your number, then you’ll have&nbsp; mine so&nbsp; if you need some help in class.&nbsp; Just don’t give the silly thing out… Sorry if&nbsp; that’s&nbsp; too forward guess I feel bad&nbsp; about making you miss your bus. "&nbsp; Ryan pulls the seat belt across his chest and clicks it as he continues to talk<br></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">"As for movies?&nbsp; lets see...Last time I was in the theater it was for&nbsp; Avatar…interesting flick on different levels and since I’m fixated on eye candy&nbsp; that was&nbsp; certainly a feast…as for likes dislikes???…I guess stuff that makes&nbsp; me feel good about me and the human condition in general. " Ryan stops talking as he fumbles for his keys...finding them he&nbsp; jams them in the ignition and turns the engine&nbsp; over.&nbsp; Even though it was a cheapo rig it&nbsp; was still a standard transmission which made driving it still somewhat fun.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Forrest Park eh? Thats the high rent district…So the Lexus in&nbsp; the shop is it?” Ryan says jokingly though he was half serious..He wasn’t the&nbsp; only faculty member driving older rigs than the students.&nbsp; In fact it was normally a topic for&nbsp; discussion in the teachers room.&nbsp; Just&nbsp; the insurance rates for an 18 year old in some of the high performance rigs out in the student parking lot had to amount&nbsp; to some serious coin.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan pulls the car out onto the main highway it …Well as&nbsp; least for about 20 minutes he at least be able to enjoy her company…sadly that&nbsp; might be the high point of his day.&nbsp; &nbsp;Thinking that bothered him…he needed to stop feeling sorry for himself&nbsp; and get back into the game of life.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“So tell me something about your self??…Movies... boy friends... dreams...then I‘ll tell you what I really&nbsp; wanted to be when I grow up that fair?” Ryan says with a small laugh.&nbsp; </span></li></ul>
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				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 00:58:42</strong>
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				Biting her lip she took his phone from her pretending to send a message to her mother, but she would prefer if she didn't have anyone's number from school or anyone from school having her parents. Looking at him she smiled softly. "Thank you." She smiled listening to him talking, he seemed nervous.<br><br>"I wish I had a lexus, I have a second hand mini," She blushed heavily looking up at him. "They said they don't trust me with anything new so I need to have the mini until...well until I can buy myself a car." She giggled softly. "I like my car though."<br><br>"I liked Avatar, but the last one I saw was Iron Man 2. It was amazing and they way they showed Captain America's shield and Thor's hammer. I can't wait for those movies to come out." She smiled warmly. "As for boyfriends. I don't have one." She blushed heavily looking up at him. "I've never had one."<br><br>She smiled fiddling with one of her sleeves, she was nervous as well and coming across as a bit of a geek, she hoped he didn't mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moebus57</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 20:31:55</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“A mini??!! Those things are awesome!! I had one when I was stationed in Germany a lifetime ago”&nbsp; Ryan looks over at her and beams..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">He wants to look at her now as if perhaps he had missed something about her but the traffic is too busy.&nbsp; &nbsp;Ryan turns down another street as he talks</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“I don’t think I’ve ever seen it …your car&nbsp; I mean now that’s a car with personality.&nbsp; Screw a Lexus” Ryan laughs she has just pushed one of his buttons.&nbsp; His first car was an old Autsin Healey Sprite.&nbsp; Ryan sees a Quickie Mart just up ahead and pulls into the parking lot…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“Your turn to drive… you know the way home I’m going to grab some stuff I’ll be right back.” he says as he unfastens his belt and opens the car door almost all in one motion, a second later he's gone.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">A few moments later Ryan comes out with a six pack of beer which he tosses in the back seat.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Ok” take the long way home…you and I have some things in common ..”&nbsp; Ryan says excitedly with a big grin, pulling the seat belt over his shoulder.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“Cars and…” Ryan reaches back behind the drivers seat and grabs a plastic sack laying on the floorboard..&nbsp; "You have a car that are actually a hoot to drive&nbsp; and….”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“Ta Da” </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryane reaches in the sack and pulls out a CD…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">It was the AC/ DC sound track to Iron Man 2…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">He holds it up for Lily to see.</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“I’ll wait for the movie on DVD but I already know the music rocks!!” he says trying to&nbsp; peeling off the wrapper.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Life suddenly was fine..... a babe in a skirt kinda hiked up with some very fine legs....&nbsp; some good music and some cold beer in the back seat.. It took him back to the early days.&nbsp; The beer would stay in the back seat sadly...but now at least he could really look at her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan fumbles with the plastic wrapper till he gets it off the case and slides the CD into the player.&nbsp; He hit the random button and soon sounds of “Thunderstruck” fill the car</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Lilly really was a pretty thing…the blurb about boyfriends didn’t make sense and Ryan wasn’t sure whether he should pursue it…What if she was gay? That would make allot of sense in allot of ways..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Nah she didn’t seem the type and she did have way too much of a hotness factor as far as the guy thing so he had to ask her</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“You’re a very pretty lady with a righteous car …why no guys????&nbsp; I don’t get it”</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 01:45:23</strong>
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				“I don’t tend to drive a lot to school. My parents don’t want my car to get stolen or destroyed so they prefer me to go on the bus, but I get to use my car for a few weeks.” She smiled blushing wishing she hadn’t said that since he wasn;t meant to know why she was getting the car.<br><br>He pulled off at a store getting some things. She moved to the drivers side as he suggested, she smiled as she saw the beer. “Now that can’t be professional getting beer with a student in the car.” She smiled as she set off, watching as he got the soundtrack out she smiled. “Why wait for DVD, just download it. Everybody does it.” She giggled softly as she looked up at him.<br><br>He brought up the subjects of boyfriends again, she sighed slightly heading the car to her house. “I dunno the boys at school are idiots and only after one thing.” She smiled slightly. “I guess because I’m not easy, and I’m smart, they tend to stay away from me. Not that I care, but it would be nice to be asked out occasionally, but since it wouldn’t end in sex I don’t hold my breath.” She sighed slightly, there was one guy who she had dated before, they had gone out for nearly 2 months before his parents moved far away, she had planed to go all the way that last night but his mother appeared at the wrong time and threw her out of the house. It broke her heart.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moebus57</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 22:35:40</strong>
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				<ul class="bbc_list"><li>&nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan winces when hear Lily say the dreaded “ Boys are only&nbsp; after one thing diatribe…yes at 18 Ryan remembered being consumed by the same&nbsp; hormonal imbalance.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">He nods silently acknowledging her words&nbsp; &nbsp;as he listens to her talk turning down the&nbsp; music…</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">So she hadn’t been bit by the let’s get naked and get crazy&nbsp; bug yet…</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Funny since she was so good looking so image did mean&nbsp; something.&nbsp; Ryan thinks again about his&nbsp; still waters observation.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Lily must have controlling parents..Forrest park was a gated&nbsp; community actually Ryan was wondering why she wasn’t in a private school.</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Yeah I understand the boys all&nbsp; &nbsp;after one thing deal…I was there myself I spose…good thought process&nbsp; just don’t get too old yet…age and responsibility go hand in hand&nbsp; just remember after college you’re going to&nbsp; be one of us…so enjoy life and youth while you have it” </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> Ryan looks over at&nbsp; her…he was self aware now aware too that his reasons for taking her home&nbsp; weren’t all totally platonic…still there was no harm no foul to this .</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan looks out the window at the passing houses and thinks&nbsp; about his own lost opportunities..somehow the mood had dampened a bit…Ryan&nbsp; talks to her as he looks out the window</span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“So what are your plans what do you want to be when you grow&nbsp; up?&nbsp; <br></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">"Me?" <br></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">"I wanted to be a smoke jumper…I used to be a firefighter in&nbsp; the summer..that and the Army basically paid for my college…then I fell in love&nbsp; and became responsible…”&nbsp; The words made&nbsp; Ryan suddenly aware that he was talking as if his life was alreadyover </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> </span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“BS…OK I’m just 30 still good looking and yeah I’m fucking&nbsp; responsible” he thinks to himself…</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Ryan looks over at her and smiles…”I wonder what you’re&nbsp; really thinking?” he says to himself as he reaches down and cranks up the CD&nbsp; another notch</span></li></ul>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>29-05-2010, 00:12:41</strong>
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				“I’ll wait till collage before I go crazy, it’ll be easier.” She ran her fingers through her hair softly. “Since my parents are so controlling…when they’re here.” She bit her lip looking up at him.<br><br>“I’m not sure what I want to be when I’m older.” She sighed, “I haven’t figured out what I’m good at yet.” She frowned as she looked at him. “If you wanted to be a fire fighter, why didn’t you do it?”<br><br>“What am I thinking?” She smiled as she pulled into her drive. “I’m not thinking anything.” She looked round seeing that her fathers car is gone, she sighed, “That sucks.” She ran her fingers through her hair. “I guess my parents are gone.” She looked up at him. “Want to come in for a drink?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moebus57</strong> on <strong>29-05-2010, 04:20:40</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan looks at her somewhat quizzically..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Your parents are gone?? and you’re inviting me in for a drink???”&nbsp; At first Ryan wasn’t sure if he hadn’t missed something....maybe she was thinking like a drink of water or something&nbsp; less adult and certainly less intoxicating??</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">The pros and cons of it took less than a micro second to play out.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“…I’d love too actually though I’m not sure you won’t get into moocho trouble if you get caught…”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan looks directly into her eyes …” ..if this is an awkward I don’t know how to thank you for bringing me home&nbsp; kinda thing….. no worries Lily you are wonderful eye candy&nbsp; I’ll certainly give you that nod…I was happy for the company” </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan&nbsp; looks at her and smiles…thinking to himself ”Yeah I guess I’m prepared to lose my job for a taste of it” knowing that once he&nbsp; went down this path with her&nbsp; he would pull out all the stops.&nbsp; If he was going to hell he wanted to do it right no use half stepping…</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>29-05-2010, 22:28:55</strong>
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				"My parents are on their preholiday vacation." She sighed slightly as she got out of the car throwing him his keys over to him. Opening the door she walked in, it was spotless perfectly decorated. Infront of the entrance was a sweeping staircase to the landing where there was a seemly endless number of rooms. <br><br>She smiled softly as she looked at him, "So....what did you want?" She walked over to the liquor cabinate pulling out a bottle of vodka. Pouring herself a large measure she downed it. "I'm so glad it's Friday, because I don't plan on getting sober until Monday." She smirked slightly her back to her teacher, at this point in time she didn't care.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moebus57</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 00:18:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan laughs</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“Well done” he say with a laugh...”Well done” he says again looking around the house somewhat in amazement...It was easily in the million dollar range.&nbsp; Someone liked natural wood...Christ it was impressive!!!! even more so she was impressive because she didn’t wear it.&nbsp; He would never had connected this house to her or her to it. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“I would have never guessed” he says looking up at the cathedral ceiling...</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“He looks at her “Oh sorry I was gawking..... why make it difficult. I’ll drink what you’re drinking” </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“Yep I’m going to hell on a rocket sled” he thinks looking at her...she was pretty before but now that he sees the woman in her... </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan could see her in lingerie..something sheer.... wispy so you can see the creaminess of her skin..heels of course she would be a dead knock out in heels....fishnets and garters would look totally hot..he want her panty-less so he could see the wetness in her cunt...</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The mental image was making him swell so he pushes the notion aside.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan watches her pour him a drink.&nbsp; “She had done this before there was no hesitation to it...maybe her parents let her drink in the house some do?” he thinks </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">He wondered that if he hadn’t run into her at school would she have just come home and done the same thing???...Maybe he was there to add some flavor to her routine or did she just have to pick up the phone and say the magic words.&nbsp; “Happy hour is now”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Then the thought hit him maybe she was trapped in her own internal world&nbsp; or worse yet her hell and this was the way out of it...</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“I have to admit Lily I’m impressed...damn I’m impressed”</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 17:50:19</strong>
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				She poured him a large vodka handing it to him already on her second. She sighed slightly. “My parents would kill me if they saw me like this, but they won’t be back for 2 months?” She frowned looking at him. “I didn’t say that ok?” She sighed grabbing the bottle walking into the front room turning the TV on. <br><br>“So why do you teach?” She asked flopping down on the sofa, the vodka obviously getting to her already. “What are you impressed with? My gilded cage? The fact that my parents don’t care about me or that they never wanted me?” She sighed looking up at him, she was starting to see him as person not a teacher.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Blessing and a Curse (Raptor + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moebus57</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 18:38:45</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan follows her into the large TV room.&nbsp; Like everything else it was large and state of the art.&nbsp; Her parents evidently were filthy rich and sadly Ryan wondered if perhaps Lily was nothing more than a byproduct of their world rather than the reason for it....</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">He</span></span><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> eases into a large overstuffed chair he assumed her dad normally used...</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan looked at her ...admiring her beauty though at the moment he suspects that was not in her head...She was angry and more than likely Ryan suspected she had a reason to be...</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">He takes a healthy drink of the vodka some for the taste.... some to keep pace with her...It was good... damn good ....but then there wouldn’t be cheap stuff in her father’s liquor cabinet.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“I understand gilded cages ....Guess I’m impressed because yours is the best I’ve seen...” he replies ignoring the TV.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan eyes her intently trying to gauge her mood.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"Sooo Why do I teach?? damn good question actually....I guess because I was told by my then significant other that that was the responsible thing to do..Being a good soldier I set aside my dreams for the good of the cause ...only my significant other ran away with the circus literally in a way..."</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan&nbsp; laughs takes another drink&nbsp; before he continues</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“Kinda like you finding the perfect guy only to have him leave you for another dude...Life sucks that way my friend... Your people need to expose you to that world otherwise it will consume you... "</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan looks at her legs unashamedly “you&nbsp; really do have nice legs” he thought to himself.....</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Ryan stands seeing her glass is almost empty ...he walks over to her and takes her glass from her hand...</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">He sits her near empty glass down on the end table then he sets his glass next to hers...... Ryan grabs the bottle holding it up in front of her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">”Let’s sit on the floor ‘ he says holding out his hand to help her out of the chair.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“But first lets set the mood ...open your mouth”&nbsp; Ryan grabs a handful of her hair forcing her to look up at the ceiling then takes the bottle and holds it poised above her lips waiting for her to part them&nbsp; before he could&nbsp; pour a liberal amount into her mouth.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“So you think life had dealt you a shit sandwich eh” he says</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“The trick is to learn to eat it ....like it and never do it again” he says with a smile.</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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