A New Lease On Life (Aleph & Secretwriter)
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				Title: <strong>A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 13:13:08</strong>
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				Damien strolled the long, neon-lit halls of Heathrow Airport. He had arrived earlier than planned and was taking his time getting to the gate. Perhaps rather unusually for him, a mobile phone was stuck to his ear.<br><br>"I won't be coming...no, I know I said I would but my plans have changed."<br>Reflexively, a fair eyebrow arched in response to the voice he was listening to.<br>"I do not pull out of everything you organise! Though attempts to play matchmaker do encourage that behaviour."<br>"One word darling, Charlotte....yes, yes I know, good intentions..."<br>"Well I appreciate that but a friend of mine from way back will be staying with me and I'm not quite certain what the plan is once Kelly arrives."<br>"Oh of course, well before I met you. OK, the short history is that I grew up in a small and horrid town many timezones away from this green and pleasant land. I was a short, scrawny, geeky kid with the funny accent...I'll remember you said that...and Kelly was my best friend. Kelly made sure I didn't get picked on, I made kept Kelly out of trouble and always had a B minimum in class."<br>"Life was good right up 'til certain distant relatives died. They named my parents the sole recipients of their will, estate and titles. My parents moved us here, unaware that amongst the titles, money and estates, there was also the almost universal loathing of the locals since our family has had a reputation for things like amassing huge debts then vanishing into thin air. Apparently the townsfolk had been done over by my ancestors enough times that the dislike was kind of hard to shift."<br>"Yeah, I'm excited, the last time I saw Kelly was...well, nine years ago. Listen, put us down on the door, if we can make it, we make it."<br>"Mmm hmm, complete sucker...you too sweetie...bye."<br><br>Dropping the phone into his pocket, Damien stopped to find out which arm to take of the intersection he found himself standing in. Bathed in flourescent shop logos and tv glare that didn't do great things for his untanned complexion Damien turned left, seeing the gate he was searching for in the distance. A fraction above six foot, broad-shouldered, with green eyes and dirty blond hair, he was the sort of person who could press his way through a crowd like an icebreaker. So long as icebreakers wore dark green pullovers and grey pants.<br><br>He and Kelly had a strange relationship, he remembered the first time he'd seen Kelly coming towards him. He was sure he was in trouble just from the look in Kelly's eye. What took a moment longer to realise was how those eyes were focussed on a brute of a kid coming towards him from the other direction. Since then, they'd been close friends and an odd but effective balance for each other. Kelly kept the short British kid from being pummelled on a daily basis, Damien had the knack of getting them into trouble and out again just as quickly. Sometimes with no more than a bewildered look and a few choice words to an adult who wouldn't believe the teacher's pet capable of mischief, Kelly gaining innocence by association into the bargain.<br><br>The day Damien's family moved, it came as a planned surprise sprung on him by parents who didn't quite understand what being uprooted would do. One moment he was telling Kelly he'd be around after dinner, the next he was being bundled into the car, his father showing him his very first passport and telling him how important it was that he hang onto it for the next twenty-odd hours.<br><br>By the time Damien was touching down in England, Kelly and class were being told how Damien was heading off to live in an English castle. It took a month for him to speak at all and when he did, the resulting tirade made them wish for when he was quieter. Life for Damien improved a little once the town and he realised they held the same opinion of his family tree. His academic improved steadily over the years, and encouragement to join the local football team certainly helped his physical development once puberty took full control of his body.<br><br>The only failing he had was social graces. He knew how to be nice, but rather preferred his own company. The few people who got close enough thought the world of him, but getting him to a party took a monumental effort.<br><br>Now though, he was excited. Excited and a little concerned. It was out of the blue that Damien found an email waiting for him in his inbox. Kelly had been travelling, not able to communicate too much but he was hoping to be in the UK soon and was hoping to catch up. Damien was ecstatic, he'd been hoping for some sign of his friend for years and that sign had finally arrived. There was a problem though. Kelly had mentioned something about being unwell. Due to his travelling he didn't get time to explain properly, but something in the way he referred to it gave Damien the feeling it wasn't just the flu or some minor complaint. <br><br>Anyhow, he'd know soon enough. Gate nine, 15:20, Emirates Airways flight from Rome. The first travellers just getting out. He was right on time.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 23:35:40</strong>
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				Morality. It was something that Kelly was pondering.&nbsp; The doctor had suggested that he travel and see the world before he couldn’t.&nbsp; He contemplated what good it would do him other than the sense of adventure.&nbsp; It wasn't as if he could tie down this memories, wrap them up in a nice little package, and take them along on the looming journey that plagued his thoughts and haunted his dreams.&nbsp; <br><br>He'd spent the last few years caring for his ill parents and falling sicker and sicker himself, only to find out that by the time that their ordeal was over, his own death bed was just around the corner.&nbsp; Even at twenty-three, he'd been hoping to truly begin his life.&nbsp; Instead of stretching his wings and trying to find the right girl, he was preparing to die.&nbsp; He'd wanted so much more out of his life.&nbsp; His only consolation was that he wouldn't be dying a virgin.&nbsp; What a small consolation that had really turned out to be. <br><br>Greece had been beautiful, Germany quite flavorful. Italy had been interesting though he was sure that he'd drank far more wine than he should have.&nbsp; <br><br>He looked out of the window of the plane and down at the ground below, his refection mirrored in the glass.&nbsp; The pale, guant face was not the face that he'd grown to know for most of his life.&nbsp; Five feet and ten inches was a bad height to look sickly at.&nbsp; His pallored skin glared back at him, his watery eyes not nearly as bright as they'd used to be.&nbsp; He hated what he saw.&nbsp; It was if he lived in an old person's body at much too young of an age.&nbsp; <br><br>His lips curled up into a smile as he thought of his friend Damien, the friend from his childhood and early teen years.&nbsp; How many boys had he beaten up over the short lad? He wasn't really sure but he'd lost count.&nbsp; He remembered being quite protective over the brilliant boy, the one that knew so much about everything and exposed Kelly to many things that he'd never considered. Hell, all he'd thought about was the black and white octagons of the football and the round, curvy shapes of women's bodies.&nbsp; Angles and curves. That's all he'd needed.&nbsp; Until he'd finally had enough of watching Damien being bullied by that lout, Peterson.&nbsp; The git had gotten his nose busted for him, gone home crying to mummy with blood staining his shirt and his teeth jarred a bit loose. Served the shithead right, so far as Kelly was concerned. <br><br>Kelly couldn't believe that he was finally going to see Damien for the first time in nine years.&nbsp; He'd been devastated when he'd found out that his best mate had been taken away from him.&nbsp; He'd started acting out, getting in trouble, and it was only when he'd actually gotten arrested and he'd seen how badly his father was upset with him that he'd gotten his head out of his ass and started getting back on the right track.&nbsp; And then his parents illnesses had gotten progressively worse.&nbsp; He supposed that he blamed himself for that to a point, though the doctor had assured him that his aggravation hadn't affected it much.&nbsp; <br><br>He leaned forward again when the stewardess announced that they'd be landing soon, his eyes glued to the approaching airport and the rolling green…er…what he could see through the fog anyway.&nbsp; He'd never seen such an oppressive atmosphere.&nbsp; No wonder the Brits in the movies always looked so intolerant, they had no sunshine or joy in their lives.&nbsp; After the sunny and tropical climes that he'd been most recently in, England was already feeling quite dour to his sensibilities.&nbsp; It was fine, his mood often matched the current climate.&nbsp; He felt like a reverse tale of Edgar Allen Poe's <em>Fall of the House of Usher</em>. Instead of watching Damien lapse in and out of moroseness and even joining him in it, perhaps it would be the visitor that took on a gleeful and happy outlook.&nbsp; He knew that he couldn't hope that a change in scenery and the companionship of an old school chum would cure what ailed him.&nbsp; <br><br>The plane set down with a slight jolt and soon they were embarking onto a new journey into another airport.&nbsp; He lumbered slowly down the ramp and hopefully toward a familiar face.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 03:50:56</strong>
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				For a split second, the only thing Damien could think when Kelly came through the doors was "What the hell happened to him?". If he weren't moving so steadily with his bag and coat, Damien would be ready to catch him in case he was about to fall over. That thought, however, evaporated under the joy he'd felt at seeing his old friend once more. Meeting Kelly halfway, he hugged him enthusiastically, trying not to think about how he'd expected to be the shorter of the two, only to find he was the taller by a good few inches.<br><br>"It's so good to see you again! Let me take that for you and let's get out of here."<br><br>Taking Kelly's bag, Damien lead him through the press of people towards the baggage carousel, thanking his luck that he'd managed to find a parking space that was close to the exit, even if he had had to initially take the long way around to get to the arrivals gate. As they walked, Damien was eager to know where he'd been and what he'd gotten up to on his travels. Partially because he was desperate to know, but also other, more serious questions were bubbling away in his head that he was yet sure how to raise.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 04:43:57</strong>
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				Kelly blinked. When had Damien gotten taller than him? Well that would be an unspoken sting to his masculine pride - he still had a good deal of it though he supposed that in his situation there was no point in clinging to such things.&nbsp; Damien looked good. Healthy and fit. Lucky bastard. He forced a smile, not sure what he'd been hoping for or why he felt disappointed. He didn't mean to be, this was supposed to be a happy occasion. <br><br>"It's great to see you again!" He grinned widely and surrendered the carry-on bag that contained his numerous medications and vitamins, he didn’t know why he took them because they just delayed the inevitable.&nbsp; <br><br>They headed off to the baggage carousel and waited for his battered suitcase that he'd decorated with stickers, just because he felt like it made him look worldly travelled and less weak, to come around. Once they'd fetched it, he walked with his friend toward the door.&nbsp; "Well how've you been? What've you been up to? Got a girlfriend or are you still going solo with Rosy?" he asked, pointing to Damien's hand with a knowing smirk spread on his lips. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 06:03:53</strong>
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				Damien arched an eyebrow at Kelly as he pulled his suitcase off the carousel. He'd been to quite a few of the places he saw on the case, but they were quite outnumbered by those he hadn't seen.<br><br>"Oh please dear boy", he said, inching up the posh accent his parents had adopted almost from day one after moving here. "Some around here would say a chap of my station winds up married to Rosy."<br><br>Grinning he nodded to the exit doors he planned on heading towards. "No, no serious romantic prospects in spite of the good intentions of certain friends of mine." A certain irritation crept into his voice as the sentence closed. <br>"Otherwise, I'm at something of a loose end right now. I've been doing a bit of legal work here and there, mostly contract and policy stuff. A bit of football and a touch of helping out the club board here and there. The parents are almost living in Santorini these days which, on the whole, suits me fine. So it's just you, me and a large estate."<br><br>Outside, the sporadic fog was lifting finally, just in time to show the sun hanging low in the sky. Damien hadn't thought about it, at this early end of spring the weather was unpredictable to say the least. In the parking lot, the car Damien load Kelly's luggage into was an Aston Martin that almost gleamed dark red in the newly restored late afternoon sun. Turning the ignition, the engine came to life with a low rumble. If well tuned engines were said to purr like kittens, this kitten would need a toy mouse the size of a horse.<br><br>"Now, get comfortable, I'm afraid it's a bit of a hike back home. It will be late when we get home. Tell me what you've been up to while I'm driving."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 06:25:55</strong>
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				Not sure whether to laugh or not, Kelly blinked at Damien, his mouth slightly agape.&nbsp; "Married? To your hand? Are you mad?" Seriously?&nbsp; He'd gone completely insane, lost his bleeding mind! "That or is it because the British women are so frigid that the hand is preferable?"&nbsp; He looked around when he saw that the comment had gotten him a few indignant stares.&nbsp; Oh well, they might like it if they tried it sometime.&nbsp; The women that gasped and cried 'Well! I never!'&nbsp; Yeah, they probably really hadn't and might have not been so stuck up if it was 'Been there. Done that.'&nbsp; <br><br>He shook his head as he lumbered on behind his friend.&nbsp; "Matchmaking? Does that shit never end?" He groaned loudly, his head falling back as his eyes went toward the ceiling.&nbsp; "Maybe she's trying to get in your pants then."&nbsp; <br><br>Kelly had liquidated all of his parents' assets in order to leave nothing for the government to take after he was gone.&nbsp; What little cash he'd leave would do them not much good. He still had a good amount, mostly in numbered accounts dotted about, the books for the banks in Lisbon and Sweden, among other places, were stowed carefully with his passport in his carry-on bag. <br><br>"Nice wheels, mate. What old rich bitch did you fuck to get this?"&nbsp; He was only jerking Damien's leg, but it sure was fun to do.&nbsp; He let out a low, appreciative whistle and moved toward the passenger's side.&nbsp; "Thanks for getting that for me.&nbsp; Do I need to tip you or something?"&nbsp; His lips twitched, his perverse joke hopefully hadn't gone over Damien's head.&nbsp; Already being around his old friend was improving his mood, despite the dreary weather.<br><br>"Same old, same old? I don't want to be too heavy, so I'll gloss over the negative parts.&nbsp; After my parents died, I started traveling.&nbsp; Want to see the world, you know?"&nbsp; Telling his friend that his visit would be the last time that they ever laid eyes on each other was rather depressing and not somewhere that he really wanted to go.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 07:22:07</strong>
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				Though Damien laughed at Kelly's outbursts, including telling him to shut up and get in the car when he asked about tipping, he wondered if there was a certain amount of desperation in them that added slightly to Damien's worries. On the other hand it could be he'd just forgotten how loud Kelly could be when he was in the mood. The driving was particularly slow as they hit the M25, the massive ring road that skirted around the edges of greater London. The horizon, as it darkened, gave alternating views of industrial towns and rolling green country side. The compass on the satnav screen insisted that they were mostly heading east.<br><br>"Well the car is technically owned by my parents. It, much like the house, is mine to use in their absence. They're usually a little on the possesive side, but they're also whacking great snobs and nearly hit the roof when I told them I was going to buy a small Ford. Suddenly me borrowing the family car didn't seem so bad y'know?"<br><br>"Cara, my matchmaker, she's lovely. She's a born organiser, I think she tries to organise me a little too much though. We dated briefly but there wasn't any chemistry, she's been like a sister to me ever since. Though I warn you she's organising some big equinox fundraiser...party...thing and insisted there were tickets on the door for us."<br><br>As their discussion swung towards Kelly's past, he grew serious for a moment. "Really? Both parents? Oh man, I'm sorry, that must have been hard to deal with." Suddenly his mild worry about the state his friend was in became something close to controlled panic. Not feeling brave enough to ask the question he really wanted an answer to, he switched the conversation to Kelly's travels, swapping travel stories as the miles rolled beneath them.<br><br>Soon the sun was setting and they had driven through the town of Maiden Falls. On the coastal side of the town lay a broad low manor house that was built at the turn of the previous century. In the failing light it was little more than a pale coloured but shadow covered lump in the foreground, briefly illuminated under the Aston's headlights.<br><br>"Well, this is it, Falls Manor. I'll take you up to the Falls themselves tomorrow if you feel up to it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 07:48:48</strong>
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				Amused at Damien's reply, he did as he was told. He shut up and got in the car though the shutting up wasn't a guaranteed thing for long.&nbsp; Sitting back and watching the scenery, which was mostly traffic, he looked around at London.&nbsp; It was massive, bigger than he ever had thought that it would be.&nbsp; A city was just a city but this… was a metropolis! Fuckin-A!&nbsp; And he'd thought that New York had been big!&nbsp; <br><br>"Technically sounds loads of fun."&nbsp; His lips twitched.&nbsp; Not that he could say anything, he didn't even have a car anymore.&nbsp; "Your parents? Snobs?" When had <em>that</em> happened?&nbsp; But then again, he supposed that old money had an odor that caused people to turn their noses up.&nbsp; He laughed. "God forbid, you buy a normal car, right?"&nbsp; Unbelievable.&nbsp; How things had changed. <br><br>"Cara, eh. Did you fuck her? Was she bad and that was why there was no chemistry, or did she tell you that your dick was too little?"&nbsp; He hoped that Damien hadn't changed too much, like his parents had.&nbsp; He supposed that they'd both changed.&nbsp; "Sounds fun. Is there a keg?"&nbsp; He laughed and shook his head. "Kidding. Kidding! Seriously, is there a keg?"&nbsp; He really was kidding. <br><br>"Progressive hereditary terminal illness. Both came down with it, neither having tested positive for it when they were younger.&nbsp; It's how they met, when her dad and his mum were in the hospital.&nbsp; They were there a lot, started hanging out, parents shared a room.&nbsp; They started depending on each other and then they got married."&nbsp; And then they'd passed it along. Groooovy!&nbsp; "A tragic and romantic tale.&nbsp; She died a month before he did. He just couldn't continue without her.&nbsp; He lost the will to live and well… here we are."&nbsp; <br><br>The topic changed, much to his pleasure. "Rome… now Italy has some <em>beautiful</em> women." He started talking about one that he'd spent the evening dancing with, though he'd been too tired to get anywhere with her by the time the night was over.&nbsp; He didn't add that bit in.&nbsp; "Total fox. Tits that wouldn't quit and an ass that you could bounce a … sixpence off of? What kind of coins do you Brits have here, anyway? A big shiny one.&nbsp; One of those.&nbsp; Sexy ass."&nbsp; <br><br>"Holy shit! You killed the Monopoly man and stole his house!" His eyes widened as the looming structure hulked before him.&nbsp; He felt…delicate.&nbsp; That was a first. "Wow. Just woah! No wonder you've been so busy! You got lost in this place and had to leave a bread crumb trail just to find your way around.&nbsp; Must've been hell when the maid found it and vacuumed it up. It's a miracle you didn't die of hunger and dehydration just walking down a hall!"&nbsp; Now there was a mental image!&nbsp; Poor Damien, a bony, hairy corpse, having clawed the carpet pulling himself along.&nbsp; He laughed at the thought.&nbsp; It was too great. <br><br>"Falls. Alright. Might want to give me a couple of days, jet lag and all.&nbsp; I'm going to need... a roll of duct tape, several rolls of twine, a cell phone, and maybe some bread crumbs...just to find the bathroom." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 09:48:41</strong>
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				"Oh my parents were snobs all along, they just didn't have the money to be snobs in public until after ...well, great uncle Charles maintained the family tradition, shall we say."<br><br>Damien smiled quietly as he watched the penny drop over how large the city was. In some ways he couldn't stop thinking of it as small. When you kept in mind how many million people lived inside this ring road, it kind of put it perspective for him.<br><br>"Oh she said my d-but enough about that! Oh and probably no keg. No kegs here, though probably a lot of decent beer and wine and etc.." Damien said with an increasing grin. "Seriously though, I hope you two get to meet, she's one of two people I'd quite happily murder for."<br><br>Damien almost listened to Kelly's Roman escapades, more attention though had gone to the sensation of a pickaxe through the chest that he'd been waiting for since Kelly first mentioned that he wasn't well in an offhand way in one of his emails. He wasn't even sure if Kelly realised what he'd said. 'Hereditary'. What an inheritance. He was a little more quiet as the motorway opened up a little more, towns becoming separate in the dark with countryside pushing its way between them. Damien was happy to keep Kelly talking about his travels with prompts here and there.<br><br>He laughed once again at Kelly's reaction to the house, promising Kelly he could have Damien's satnav until he got used to the place.<br><br>"Truth of the matter is that it's kind of expensive running the whole house, especially when it's just me living here. So I've kind of been living out of the guest rooms which are close to the kitchen. The main rooms are over at the far end of the house and up the stairs, I'll give you the grand tour later on."<br><br>Going around the side of the house, Damien unlocked a set of patio doors, on the other side was a kitchen the size of which suggested large dinner parties that were once held here. Now though, it stood out as a living space. A laptop hummed to itself at one end of a massive rough looking dining table in the center of the room.<br><br>"In days gone by, this was where the cooking for the entire house got done, as well as where the servants ate when they had time. If you can't find me anywhere else, chances are I'm here. Feel free to use the laptop if you need to."<br><br>Crossing the kitchen, Damien moved confidently into a darkened corridor with Kelly's bags, moving up a few metres towards the centre of the house before opening a door. Behind the door was a large bedroom whose windows they had walked past on the outside. A second door was slightly ajar, hinting at an ensuite bathroom. Damien deposited the bags at the foot of the four-poster bed pressed against the center of one wall.<br><br>"Here is where you'll be staying, I usually sleep in the room next door. Now, hungry? I've got some food ready to go if you are."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 10:14:28</strong>
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				Kelly was kind of surprised to hear that, his memories of Damien's mother were very pleasant, well all but that bit about her taking Damien away without so much as letting him say goodbye or drop a phone call his way.&nbsp; <br><br>A bright smile lit his face as he looked at his friend. "Aww. You want me to be your date? How sweet!"&nbsp; He chuckled. "Is she hot?"&nbsp; He wasn't really up for a romp but he could pretend. "I promise to be on my best behavior. Scouts honor." They both knew that he hadn't ever really been a Scout. <br><br>"A GPS for hallway navigation. You could invent that for all the rich people and make a killing!"&nbsp; He smiled widely.&nbsp; The grand tour would be taxing.&nbsp; He would do his best to feel up to the trip to the falls. He never knew what would come and he really wanted to see it.&nbsp; "On second thought, if you really want to go to the Falls tomorrow, I'm game."&nbsp; He tried to appear cheerful and not as tired as he really was. "I'm looking forward to it. And to the grand tour." <br><br>"Thanks, man." He spoke of the offer on using the laptop. "But it'd be pointless to email you when speaking is easier."&nbsp; Everyone else that he had to say goodbye to had already been taken care of.&nbsp; "I'm happy for you, though. You seem to be doing well for yourself. One day this will all be yours, right? I don't mean that badly though. Just… stating the obvious, I guess."&nbsp; <br><br>He followed his friend into the most luxurious bedroom that he'd ever been in, his eyes wide and marveling at the splendor.&nbsp; "Yes. I'm famished. That would be great."&nbsp; He put his carry-on bag on the bed and pulled out a case of pills.&nbsp; He had about ten to take with dinner.&nbsp; He looked at his friend sadly but said nothing.&nbsp; The container that he held was a tray with seven individual pods that removed from the unit.&nbsp; Each pod had four flaps, marked by the time of day.&nbsp; He pulled that day's pod out and stuffed it in his pocket.&nbsp; <br><br>"Just lead the way!"&nbsp; He smiled brightly and made no move to unpack.&nbsp; He wasn't staying long and he was used to living out of his bags. <br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 10:58:08</strong>
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				Damien smiled as he sliced up onions and crushed garlic, making a pasta dish he was fond of making because it balanced tasting good with being quick to make. Brandishing a bottle of red in Kelly's direction, he poured himself a generous glassful and as much as Kelly wanted. Over dinner Damien admitted that indeed Cara was about as hot as all his female acquintances. Which was to say, rather much. Most of the rich with suitably large houses never bothered getting out of their Range Rovers until they got to the door of the room they were going to so they just used the in-car satnav. At the question about inheritance, Damien blushed a little and looked into the bottom of his wineglass.<br><br>"Oh, yeah, I guess. I mean the house is amazing and all but it comes with a bit of, well, baggage you know?" He was quiet for a moment. Never again was he going to complain about what his parents would leave behind for him. There were real issues with being able to afford to maintain the house, he was doing everything he could to make sure it wasn't going to collapse structurally or financially, but...he remembered the look in Kelly's eyes as he sorted through all the medicine he had to take. For a moment the bravado was gone and it wasn't the folorn look in Kelly's eyes but how set that look was that tipped Damien over the edge.<br><br>Turning the glass this way and that on the table, he looked up at Kelly.<br><br>"So, I need to know, how bad is it? You said hereditary, so I know there's a clock ticking. And um...well, if I'm the only person you're in contact with...you..you're kind of closing the door behind you I gather?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 11:08:58</strong>
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				"I didn't know that you could cook!" Kelly exclaimed with nothing short of awe.&nbsp; He could too, but it was more out of necessity than being a culinary genius that Damien appeared to be.&nbsp; "Thank you," he said quietly, taking the glass with a smile.&nbsp; It was nice to be back with Damien, friends till the end, they'd always said.&nbsp; Unfortunately, and also fortunately he supposed, those words rang true.&nbsp; He was just glad that he'd gotten the opportunity to meet up with his old pal. <br><br>He listened as Damien talked about Cara, not even making chauvinistic comments - as he'd been raised with certain views on women though he'd shirked some of them over the years - which was a feat for him, though not as much so of late.&nbsp; It was just a bit ingrained from his grandfather's teachings as well as his father's. <br><br>"Baggage? I'm sure it comes with a price, nothing ever comes easy, no matter what life you lead.&nbsp; Everyone has problems. It's part of the human design."&nbsp; He felt calmer now that the initial meeting had happened and didn't really feel like he had so much to prove, though he wasn't quite sure why he'd felt that way to begin with. He supposed that he was jealous of Damien, though for his health, not his money. <br><br>"That was delicious, truly. I think you outdid the Italian bistro."&nbsp; He wiped his mouth with the corners of his napkin and then heard the question that he'd been dreading.&nbsp; He'd only hinted at his illness before.&nbsp; The situation turned rather serious and all too quickly.&nbsp; He nodded. He was closing doors. "We'll just say that there's a reason that I told you I only wanted to stay for a few days.&nbsp; I'm heading back home to stay in a hospital until the time comes.&nbsp; The doctors told me a month and a half ago…that I had two months left."&nbsp; His eyes rose and he looked into his friend's eyes.&nbsp; He tried to be strong, he'd thought about facing his death bravely since he'd learned about his deteriorated health.&nbsp; "I wanted to see you one time before…it wasn't an option anymore. I haven't seen you in nine years and I didn't want to leave this world without you seeing me again. We always promised we would and I intend to keep it."&nbsp; His voice cracked as his eyes started to water.&nbsp; "More wine, man. More wine. You'd think someone was dying here.&nbsp; Time to liven this party up."&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 12:24:59</strong>
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				The worst thing about having that pickaxe stuck in his chest while he was driving home was how it felt when it was pulled out again. A hand slowly covered his mouth as Kelly's words sunk in. He was quiet for a long moment. Rolling his shoulders, he ran a thumb under both his eyes, both wet.<br><br>"Well", he started after a long drawn in breath. "Well...for one thing, like hell you're leaving here. I'll call my doctor tomorrow and arrange things. I will not have you alone when...I won't let you be alone. Don't think for a second you have a choice in this."<br><br>Chuckling self-consciously, Damien's eyes were still wet as he refilled their glasses. "OK, so I'm totally in the dark about where to go with this next. How about you?"<br><br>He took a long pull from his drink. "Between then and now, I'll show you around the place and we'll do whatever you feel up for and when things get ...um, bad, well, I'll make sure it's better than a hospital anyway."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 12:37:15</strong>
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				Kel's eyebrows rose at the emotion that Damien showed.&nbsp; He wanted to reach out and tell his friend that he wasn't scared but for the first time he realized that he really was, since he'd been told.&nbsp; He'd cried, cursed, and gotten rip roaring drunk.&nbsp; And then he'd accepted it and started facing it.&nbsp; <br><br>"If that's what you want. I don't want to be a burden on you, Damien.&nbsp; I don't want to put you through that."&nbsp; <br><br>He let his friend refill the glass, he wasn't going to turn booze down.&nbsp; "I keep doing what I'm doing. Try to see everything and make every moment count.&nbsp; I take my medicine, I've got more than enough to see me through, just in case I have longer.&nbsp; I've got pain pills and things to help me relax, and something to take to ease the pain when the time comes if it hurts too badly." <br><br>Taking a deep gulp from his glass he nodded. "That sounds good. I'd really love seeing the Falls, more than the grand tour, to be honest.&nbsp; You have a fine home but I've found myself drawn to natural beauty.&nbsp; What the wide world has to offer."&nbsp; He nodded. "I appreciate that. Thank you, Damien."&nbsp; His voice was thick with emotion and he drained his glass quickly.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 13:29:03</strong>
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				"To be perfectly honest, I'm not sure I could face watching you head home to some flipping hospital. This is an eight bedroom house, trust me, you aren't going to be a burden."<br><br>Wiping his hands over his face, Damien caught sight of the time on his watch.<br><br>"As much as I'd like to continue, I need to sleep. If the weather is good tomorrow we should be able to see the coast and pretty much everything in between."<br><br>After making sure his guest was settled, had everything he needed and knew he was right next door if he needed anything, Damien dragged the remaining half glass of wine back to his room. He'd never wanted someone else in his life more than at this moment. Looking out the window, his hand turned his mobile phone over and over. Cara had called him recently at 2 in the morning, close to hysterical. The fundraiser was in a shambles after two major sponsors pulled out but the worst part that one of the sponsors was being represented by her boyfriend. Who'd just dumped her. While part of him insisted he call her, knowing she'd be able to keep his head screwed on, he hesitated. Even as he was admitting that it was his pride that was stopping him, it continued to stop him.<br><br>Setting his phone down by the window, he drained the glass and set it down on the table beside his bed. He didn't know how he was going to manage the coming weeks. This wouldn't be the first night, he suspected, that he'd find himself with his face pressed against his knees. The one thing he was certain of though, this was the best of a bad set of options. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 01:18:59</strong>
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				Kelly nodded, his hair moving slightly. Between his medicine and two glasses of wine, he was pretty drunk.&nbsp; He supposed that pain killers and alcohol were a bad combination, but what was he worried about? That they were going to kill him? At least he'd die peacefully and not in pain as he feared.&nbsp; His parents deaths hadn't been easy to watch, even with them doped up. <br><br>"Alright then. Sleep itiz!" He chuckled and frowned down into the empty glass, but standing to take his plate to the sink.&nbsp; He had eaten it all, it was too good not to and he'd not wanted to insult his friend with proof of his paltry appetite.&nbsp; He'd pay for it but it was well worth it. <br><br>He appreciated the fact that Damien helped get him settled in.&nbsp; He sank down onto the bed, testing the softness of it, a bright smile moving over his face.&nbsp; &nbsp;He moved to unpack his sleeping shorts and changed quickly.&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn't so much laying down as it was just kind of falling over, face first into the pillows.&nbsp; The last thing that he thought about was that he was determined not to be a burden on Damien.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 02:17:38</strong>
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				Damien was up a little after dawn, he had spent the night sleeping in fits and starts and had finally given up on the idea just after dawn. Between bouts of dozing off here and there he had spent his time worrying, mentally drawing up plans for Kelly's stay and pondering how awful things must have been for Kelly since they'd last seen each other.<br><br>Having dwelled quite enough on all three topics overnight, he had dragged his laptop over and had started reading the news, from the usual abundance of fruit and veg that he kept in the kitchen, he'd taken a nectarine which he was enjoying as the Guardian scrolled slowly downwards on the screen before him.<br><br>Outside, the fog was lifting rapidly, suggesting today would be more like the spring that the weather reports had promised. Bright and sunny without necessarily being quite so hot as summer would be. He looked to be making good on last night's promise about the view from the top of the falls.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 02:34:46</strong>
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				Rising out of the bed and wondering where the truck that ran him over had gone, he got up and went into the bathroom, only to go back for his travel bag for his tooth brush.&nbsp; After cleaning up and a quick shower, he dressed in medium weight clothing; nothing too hot nor too chilly.&nbsp; <br><br>Making his way out of the bedroom and finding Damien out and about made him smile. "What's the weather report say for today?" he asked casually as he sat down across from his pal. <br><br>"Are you still wanting to go to the falls. I'm feeling surprisingly youthful and fit this morning, almost my age instead of three times it."&nbsp; He smiled, a hint of his boyish grin from years gone by meeting his expression.&nbsp; <br><br>He wasn't burdened that day, looking forward to spending time with his friend and perhaps getting up to some mischief that would leave behind good and fond memories for Damien. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 04:10:08</strong>
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				"Good morning!" Damien grinned at Kelly over his shoulder. "Should be a good day by the look of things. What would you like for breakfast?"<br><br>A bowl of various fruit sat in the middle of the table and Damien had spent the day or two before Kelly's arriving stocking the larder with everything they'd need for Kelly's stay.<br><br>Now in full daylight, the land behind the manor was visible. Centuries of keeping finely manicured lawns had long since fallen away and the nature had reclaimed most of the land but for the space closest to the back of the manor. The manor itself sat just in front of an outcropping and a quick view of the land nature was busily reclaiming revealed it dropping away on one side and rising up on the other.<br><br>Once the pair of them had had enough to eat, Damien cleared things away and lead Kelly out the door they had come through the night before. A proper garden delineated the border where Damien's family could afford to maintain the grounds, the neat edges of the lawn finishing in a riot of wild grasses and buzzing insects. Damien was leading Kelly uphill. The path itself was a decent walk, Damien actually used it as a jogging track some mornings. It wasn't too steep an incline but the thickness of the trees and flora quick hid the house from view as they walked. They were soon under a canopy of trees with the distant rustle of the waterfall soon audible when they were quiet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 04:54:22</strong>
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				"Mmm, breakfast. I don't know. I have no clue. I'm slightly at the mercy of your hospitality and don't want to be rude and go raid your cabinets." That wasn’t something that had ever been a problem in the past; they'd been almost permanent fixtures in each other's homes. <br><br>"I'll have a tangerine. Make it easier on everyone."&nbsp; He plucked the fruit from the bowl and held it over the trash as he peeled it, the pungent scent of the citrus hitting his nostrils.&nbsp; If it tasted as good as it smells, his taste buds might start reproducing. In other words, it smelled orgasmic. <br><br>The view from the window was much more pleasant than the dreariness of the weather the day before - granted they'd been in London and that was a big smoggy city. <br><br>"Wow, this place looks even more amazing than I ever imagined it. Though granted, I imagined it on fire and you all packing your things and coming home."&nbsp; He smirked at that and looked around.&nbsp; He followed Damien up hill, only getting slightly winded.&nbsp; And then he got more than slightly winded and had to rest heavily, feeling lightheaded by the time that they got to the thicket.&nbsp; "Amazing. Absolutely fucking beautiful.&nbsp; Hell. If I were you, I'd get a tent and stay here."&nbsp; He listened. "A waterfall? Can I see it Damien, please can I? I promise to be a good boy and not wet the bed ever again!"&nbsp; He grinned from ear to ear.&nbsp; He hadn't wet the bed.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 05:35:05</strong>
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				Damien burst out laughing, "Well, I guess we can, really I just wanted to make you walk two thirds the way up a forest path then turn around and walk home again but now you mention it, there is a waterfall at the top."<br><br>Their last rest wasn't actually too far away from the top of the waterfall. Damien was starting to get a little worried about how well Kelly was handling the walk, but it wasn't like they had to be in a hurry on the way down. This was actually a good thing, he remembered. Jogging along this path was relatively easy, you could follow certain lines and run with a good deal of safety. Walking though, Damien rediscovered how you had to pay a little attention to where you put your feet as their was a lot of loose rubble on the track.<br><br>He remembered his parents getting into a blistering argument with the local parks management committee when they tried to pave this same path to the top of the waterfall. The committee pointed out (with a certain amount of smugness) that while their family may have owned these lands in the times before Queen Victoria, their great grandfather hand long since returned much of it to the council as parkland to settle certain debts he couldn't run from. So it was that the way to the waterfall remained <em>au naturelle</em>.<br><br>Once Kelly was ready to go again, they took the last couple of hundred yards to the summit. The path aligned itself with the stream that fed the waterfall at a point close by where they made their last stop. The waterfall itself broke out of a small clearance where the trees pulled away from the steep hillside edge. While the slope on the walk up had been relatively gentle, the ground dropped away a little more sharply from where they had started their journey. This gave the waterfall a deceptive amount of additional height, or possibly, depth. The roar of the water hitting the pond below coming from what eventually became a short valley that was more or less the same distance to walk from Damien's back door. It was actually quite a nice spot to be if it wasn't so perpetually cold. Even when the full sun hit it, which was rare, it was like the water was somehow trapping the sunlight and keeping the area damp and chilly.<br><br>As Damien and Kelly stepped into the bright circle where the trees fell away, the weather had held up Damien's promise. It was indeed clear enough to see the rolling green land beneath them. Small towns and villages scattered themselves about like dark grey breaks in the multishaded land before them. It may have been a slight overstatement to say you could see the coast. Perhaps on a brighter day it may be more definite but the edge of their vision did seem to hint at a place where the land ended.<br><br>"Here's the view I promised. This is the top of Maiden Falls." Damien said with an edge of pride that had crept into his voice over the years since he moved here. For all the issues he had had with being taken away from where he grew up, this was one of the places he had to admit were a highlight of living where he did now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 07:21:36</strong>
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				Feeling a bit cheeky, and knowing that the trip was to see the falls, he did his best to look disappointed. "Well! If <em>that's</em> how you're going to be!" He pretended to be offended but got up and showed that he was ready to go. <br><br>The climb was a little iffy, the biggest problem was watching where he was going and not ending up on his face due to lost rocks.&nbsp; That was only a problem because everything was so beautiful that he couldn't keep his focus when birds flitted through the trees. <br><br>"Everything is so beautiful. You have paradise in your backyard!" They kept ascending to the top of the falls and by the time that they got there, Kelly was feeling the burn and tried not to look as weak as he felt.&nbsp; He could have rested longer but he'd wanted to see it. Live every moment to the fullest.&nbsp; He wrapped his arms around himself and stood close to the edge looking down. It was colder than he'd expected.&nbsp; He supposed that it was the water that had caused it. <br><br>His head turned and he enjoyed the view that he could see.&nbsp; It stretched on and on and on.&nbsp; "Amazing. Truly amazing." It was a view that he wished that he could take with him.&nbsp; He knew that it was impossible to do so.&nbsp; &nbsp;His blond hair moved in the breeze slightly as he peered down at the bottom of the waterfall. "Whoa. Kind of puts things into perspective, doesn't it?" He felt afraid, standing up there where he was and he had made himself a promise that he'd never be afraid again.&nbsp; He stepped closer, standing on the very edge, the tips of his shoes hanging off<br><br>He turned, opening his mouth to speak and as he did the rocks at the edge gave way.&nbsp; He fell head first over the falls, screaming as he flipped end over end before hitting the water hard.&nbsp; <br><br>Water rushed up around him and he wondered in that moment if he was going to die.&nbsp; He wanted to apologize to Damien but couldn't, not now.&nbsp; Everything went black….<br><br><br>[hehe My hero! Save me! Save me!]<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 09:43:40</strong>
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				Looking back, Damien wouldn't be able to remember how much of a warning he'd had before it all happened. He had turned his back as Kelly took in the view, looking into the undergrowth and pondering what this place looked like back in the day when his ancestors claimed this as their backyard water ornament. Turning around and seeing how close to the edge Kelly was, he barely had time to call him back from the edge which he knew to be a little mossy before Kelly's eyes grew wide, and he was gone.<br><br>Screaming Kelly's name, Damien sprinted back down the path they had just come up. His mind almost totally ruled by panic over Kelly's fate and the speed he was travelling at on the loose surface. Dangerously out of control, he regained it briefly as he somehow managed to make it to the bottom of the path where they had begun, bending everyonce of his body into making the tight curve into the path that lead down to the pool of water at the bottom of the waterfall. The terror of what he was going to find when he got down there somehow only served to help him accelerate harder, picking out the jogging track he took on the few occassions he decided to run to the pond instead of the falls. He was managing to maintain his balance right until the moment he caught his first glimpse of a body floating on the pond's surface. The distraction was more than enough to push his feet out from under him over a mossy rock, the side of his head connecting hard with the knobbled surface of a fern tree with a wet smack, the inertia spinning his body and sending him scattered as he completed his fall.<br><br>What was once a nimble sprint became a curved lope as he staggered straight back up to his feet. Desperately trying to maintain control of his motions as he approached the water but barely managing to stay standing. The side of his head felt like it was on fire and the pool was two blurry indistinct versions of itself, one laid over the other. What was visible though was Kelly's body a few feet from the edge of the pond. Incapable of thinking much about what he was doing, he only realised the sound of someone swearing the whole way down the track was coming from him when it stopped as he tried to wake Kelly up. There was no obvious signs of damage, at least to someone who was seeing multiple, overlaid Kellys. The faintest signs of hope started to return as Damien pulled Kelly from the water and Damien saw she was breathing. Picking her up in his arms, he found the task a great deal easier than he'd thought it would be, especially given the amount of water the clothes had absorbed. Details, however were not something Damien's rattled brain was interested in. The only thing he was focussed on was getting Kelly back into his bed. A breathing Kelly was far more than Damien had been hoping for in the moments a thought had managed to force itself out between panic and running.<br><br>Something was bothering him, there was something he was missing, an important detail but he couldn't pin it down. Kelly was breathing and there was no signs of major trauma, all limbs moved as they should. He was concerned about her not responding to his calling her name but for the moment, the pain was starting to build in his body as he raced back up the path with her in his arms.<br><br>Crossing the backyard, he was starting to get really annoyed with the way everything was spinning. It was that, the headache and the way his body felt like it was going to either melt, crumble or both. He really could do with a rest, and what was it with his shirt? Why was half of it red? Had he spilled something? Kelly. Yes, that's right, he needed to put Kelly in her bed. <br><br>He eased the pair of them through the back doors and was doubly grateful he had set up the two closest bedrooms for them. His body was running out of adrenalin to burn and by the time he set Kelly down on the bed she'd gotten out of that morning, all he could sense was his rapid heartbeat and his lungs expanding and collapsing. Slipping back on his rump, he made sure Kelly wasn't in any danger before he tried to stand up once more. He knew head hits meant possible concussion and he really shouldn't be sleeping but he just wanted to sit down and catch his breath for a moment, not sleep, just stop for a moment. There was something he wasn't getting about this whole scenario though and part of his mind, the one that usually did most of the work was screaming to be heard amongst his body's alarms. Climbing back up to the wooden chair beside kelly's bed, he looked down with an almost drunken lurch of his head, still trying to figure out why half his shirt was red when the screaming was starting to be heard.<br><br>At this point, about to hear the sound of a penny dropping, Damien passed out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 10:25:26</strong>
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				As Kelly floated across the water, quite oblivious to the changes going on in and to his body, he dreamed about flying over his old home, he flew over mountains and seeing people that he'd known growing up, watching scenes play out from his childhood.&nbsp; It was a pleasant dream and all he felt was happiness and peace. <br><br>While he dreamed, his hair began to change color, turning from a sandy blond to that of a sun-kissed strawberry, light and red.&nbsp; His brown eyes became a deep hazel green, the color of the very moss that he'd slipped on, murky and dark, and full of secrets that he hadn't yet discovered. <br><br>A masculine jaw line softened, his legs shortened and his shoes fell off from as his feet withdrew a few inches and changed into a more feminine shape.&nbsp; Masculine lips softened in angle and became fuller, deepening in color as his hair started to grow longer, while at the same moment his nose became smaller. His ribcage became tinier as his waist shrank and his hips flared.&nbsp; The cock that he was proud of for most of his teens and what he'd lived of his twenties receded and formed into a set of pouty, womanly labia lips. His long spine drew up, shortening his height considerably, combined with the way that his legs had already done the same task.&nbsp; <br><br>The entire manly mass became soft and female; small breasts that would fill a B cup formed on her chest, pale peach nipples became a dusty, dark pink and grew larger though the areolas didn't grow too very much.&nbsp; <br><br>Kelly's clothes hung from her frame as Damien pulled her out of the water.&nbsp; Someone was carrying her or she was still floating. Floating in the arms of an Angel.&nbsp; Her eyes fluttered open as she looked up into the Angel's face.&nbsp; He looked so very familiar.&nbsp; She knew him, didn't she? <br><br>She coughed, her lashes closing and pressing together, her brow furrowing as water poured down the side of her face from out of her throat.&nbsp; And her eyes focused on Damien's face and widened in horror as she coughed up more water, her coughing making her unable to speak as her savior carried her through the door of her room in Falls Manor.&nbsp; She felt the dry bed under her wet legs and clothing, her delicate ankles crossed as he laid her down.&nbsp; She gasped for air by the lungful and finally managing to scream Damien's name, the deep timbre of her voice more high pitched and womanly.&nbsp; "Damien!" She coughed again and stumbled out of the bed as he hit the floor. She didn't have time to focus on the changes that had happened with her body until she'd gotten her friend dragged across the floor and to the very bed that he'd laid her in.&nbsp; <br><br>Watching him struggle to his feet and stumble around had scared her senseless as she had gasped for breath while trying to cry out for him in concern.&nbsp; He was covered in blood.&nbsp; She rushed to the bathroom and wet a large fluffy towel and two wash cloths.&nbsp; She grabbed a dry towel and run back to his bed, not feeling tired or weak but for the way that her lungs struggled to get calmed down. <br><br>After removing his shirt, she put the dry towel under him and immediately began to clean him up.&nbsp; She should call a doctor but she didn't know how to use a phone in that country, or the number.&nbsp; She hadn't seen any of the 'help' around, either. <br><br>When she'd gotten all of the blood off of him and his wound treated, a bandage wrapped around it while the flesh was held together with medical tape that she found in one of the closets, she tried to rouse him.&nbsp; But he didn't come to just yet.&nbsp; She went to the bathroom, feeling the need to vomit and caught her reflection in the mirror.&nbsp; Her eyes widened in horror as she saw her face, grabbed her breasts, and then peeked down her pants.&nbsp; She screamed at the top of her lungs and then slapped herself to see if she was dreaming.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking a deep breath, she decided that she was hallucinating and stripped her wet, soggy clothing off, leaving it in a pile on the bathroom floor.&nbsp; She changed into one of her bigger t-shirts and a pair of boxers.&nbsp; She walked around, pacing the floor again, waiting on him to wake up.&nbsp; She wasn't strong enough to lift him and get him to the car… she didn't know what to do. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 11:50:33</strong>
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				Damien dreamed. He remembered a long train trip he took once. It was an old train the type they'd since long gotten rid of, all old dark wood panelling and the smell of burnt brake fluid. It rattled along the tracks, though the landscape seemed to be moving in the opposite direction. The rain was somehow getting through the ceiling and he felt wet from the waist up. The train rocked too, and he felt his head constantly moving back and forth. Otherwise, the trip was quite pleasant. A nice young woman with strawberrry blonde hair kept coming to collect his ticket but every time he turned to look at her, she was gone again. She was familiar somehow, but he couldn't think why. Of course, he'd dreamt about girls like that before. She was beautiful, slender and the hair colour was his favorite. That was probably it. he did wonder though why she never collected his ticket.<br><br>The train ride smoothed out a little. His head stopped moving quite so much but just then the train whistle started which was odd since it sounded like a woman screaming. Of course, this <em>was</em> a dream. And here was the nice train conductor again, she was telling him to wake up. Suddenly he remembered who she was.<br><br>"Kelly!"<br><br>Sitting bolt upright lasted for all of about half a second. The world swung dangerously around Damien and he carefully lay back down again. Nausea was jumping up and down on his throat and it was quite clear to him that the way to avoid being horribly sick was benig very still and quiet for a while. Daring to turn his head, the train conductor was looking at him with a mixture of concern and terror. He knew instantly who it was, knew the moment he'd pulled her out of the water. But for his addled state, he'd have been confounded and fascinated by the change the moment he'd laid eyes on him. Her.<br><br>Taking a deep breath to settle himself, her blinked hard once more. His vision was still a little unsteady but good enough to track Kelly's movements.<br><br>"Buh..bugger me for a second, are you OK?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 12:06:08</strong>
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				She heard her name and spun on her heel, her slowly drying and untidy hair spinning and smacking her in the face.&nbsp; "Ow." That was weird, she'd never had long hair before, in all of her days as being male she'd kept it trimmed and conservative until she'd learned that she was dying.&nbsp; She felt great even if thinking of herself as a she was the oddest thing that had ever crossed her mind. <br><br>"Damien! Careful! Bugger you? I think not!" she urged almost scolding him as she moved toward the side of the bed.&nbsp; She checked his bandage and then dabbed at his face with a cool rag.&nbsp; "I thought that you were in a coma. I thought…thought that you were dying and I don't know where anything is! We've got to get you to a hospital! I'll drive if you'll show me how to get there or we can call for an ambulance. You were covered in blood and staggering around like you'd drank two bottles of wine, trying to stand up and falling, you finally passed out." <br><br>&nbsp;A sigh left her lips heavily. "And I'm fine. I feel good, great even, better than I have in years, well aside from the part about my twig and berries having disappeared and the rest of me seems to have filled in… in ways that a man was never meant to be."&nbsp; That wasn't a happy thought but others were filling her head.&nbsp; "But what I don't understand…is how it happened and can…can I go back? To me I mean?"&nbsp; She looked down over herself forlornly.&nbsp; "But do I want to? I feel incredible. I don't feel sick at all.&nbsp; I've prayed for a miracle and who am I to say that this isn't it?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 13:37:26</strong>
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				Taking a long slow breath, he pushed himself back upright, with assistance or not. The room kept spinning, but remained a little slower this time. He smiled lopsidedly to Kelly's response to his swearing, it was all he needed to hear. He didn't care how it had happened, nor the change in body or voice, that was Kelly answering. H...She seemed OK and he hadn't miraculously dragged an identically dressed woman out of the pond.<br>&nbsp;<br>The mention of being covered in blood brought back very shaky memories of what had just happened. Forcing himself to his feet, he made his way slowly to the ensuite. Looking at the bandages in the mirror, he backed away slowly and moved over to the shower, turning on the cold water.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Thank you for cleaning me up, you've done an awfully good job."<br>&nbsp;<br>Carefully avoiding the bandages covering one side of his head, Damien inserted as much of his head and torso as he could into the cold water. A grimace was quickly followed by a noise of distinct displeasure. He quickly started to feel like the nasty, lopsided parts of him were being evicted like some messy drunk from a bar. Horrible but necessary. After a few seconds he turned the water off once again and reached for a towel.<br>&nbsp;<br>While Kelly protested her health, Damien was trying hard to avoid the fact that he agreed rather a lot. His best friend did indeed seem to be a fine, healthy young woman. Very healthy and more than a little fine. Brushing those thoughts aside however, he knew it was a good idea to be sure that he was OK. Last night he had planned to call the doctor around for Kelly's sake, to figure out what he needed to know before he made Kelly a permanent house guest. Now, the action would be the same but the reasons rather different.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I feel a lot better now, and I'll admit I have suffered worse, but for now I want us both checked out. I'm still a little dizzy, can you please go into my room? My phone is beside my bed. The doctor is listed under...well, Doctor. Tell him Damien Severn would like him to drop around when he's got a moment."<br>&nbsp;<br>While he didn't like dropping his surname to his advantage, he wasn't afraid to when it was important. Dr. Winterburn would come as soon as he could once he knew who was calling. If he found out that Kelly had been pushed through this change and still had only a couple of weeks to live it was going to break his heart.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 17:58:49</strong>
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				When he stood, she rolled her eyes in disbelief and hurried to his side in case that he fell and she had to keep him from splitting the other side of his fool head open.&nbsp; If he fell on her, she wasn't so sure that she'd be able to hold him up.&nbsp; Or that he wouldn't squash her in the process.&nbsp; He was now quite a bit bigger than her.&nbsp; It had only been a few inches before but now… it was almost a foot, if not right at it!&nbsp; It had felt odd when she'd stepped off the ramp at the airport but now… looking <em>way</em> up… it was just downright comical.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're welcome. Thanks for hauling my ass out of the water and saving my life.&nbsp; And for risking yours to do it." She really couldn't believe that anyone would do that for her. <br><br>She sighed as he just dunked himself under the icy cold water.&nbsp; "Are you serious?" Wow. She was even thinking like a woman. That was odder than odd. She watched him dry off, thinking that he'd lost his mind when he'd gotten injured, though she still didn't know how it had happened.&nbsp; She knew that he hadn't jumped into the water because he'd been dry when she stripped him. <br><br>With no clue what was going on in his mind, and having even less of a clue due to the gender switch, she looked at him.&nbsp; "Macho. Just too damn macho to admit that you're hurt!"&nbsp; She nodded at his request and walked to his room, alternately wondering how the change had happened and if he was okay. <br><br>Kelly picked up the phone and searched through it for Doctor.&nbsp; She hit the green button and conversed with the person on the other end, mentioning Damien's first and last name and was told that he would be there straight away. <br><br>The drawer of the night table caught her eye; it was open just slightly and she saw something odd.&nbsp; She pulled it open fully and stared down at a pair of what looked like wrist restraints made of leather and a rubber ball gag.&nbsp; A smirk curled her lip.&nbsp; "Well, hello! No wonder there wasn't any chemistry, apparently Cara wasn't a bad girl and she didn't need a punishment."&nbsp; Or was it Damien that got those used on him.&nbsp; She shuddered at the thought of her best friend bound and gagged.&nbsp; <br><br>No. He was too manly.&nbsp; Far too manly to be begging someone to spank his cock. <br><br>When she got back into the other bedroom, she reported what the doctor had said. She sat on the bed and looked at Damien, noticing how well he was built.&nbsp; "I just can't wrap my mind around one thing.&nbsp; Why did this happen when I fell over the waterfall.&nbsp; How does one fall in water and wake up a woman?"&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 01:53:23</strong>
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				Macho. Wow, no one had called him that before, at least not with that exasperated tone of voice. "Oh no, I'll happily admit I'm in quite a lot of pain. That's one of the reasons why the doctor is coming. However, I really need to wake myself up before he gets here." Drying himself off with the towel, he managed to not disturb the bandages too much. As he listened to Kelly call the doctor's office, he looked down at the bag he'd been living out of since he left their hometown.<br><br>Sitting down again, he realised with a sinking feeling that regardless of her health, Kelly's position might be a shade more precarious than she realised. He dismissed the thought for the moment as Kelly reentered the room.<br><br>"I don't know, I really don't know. When I get a chance I'm going to see if I can do a little research about it but for now my first priority is you and making sure you're OK. Oh, and getting my head seen to, of course."<br><br>Dr. Winterburn arrived in short order. He was a rounded, shuffling man who smiled as Damien invited him in. Taking off the jacket of his grey three-piece suit, he took Damien's chin and turned his head this way and that.<br><br>"Well, I assume your friend did this, it's a good job. Now, dizziness? How's your memory?"<br><br>Damien struggled to get the doctor beyond the entrance hall as he answered his questions and before the shook his head. "You seem fine, though the head will have to come off, just to be sure."<br><br>"Oh well, only if you think it's a good idea Doc.", Damien said with a smirk. "Listen," he continued, his voice dropping to a more serious tone. "My friend Kelly, she might have taken a bit of a fall too, I'm not too sure and she's kind of the brave type. Could I ask you to give her a check over as well?" <br><br>Leading the doctor into the kitchen, he called Kelly's name, planning on introducing her to the Doc before he checked her out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 03:51:33</strong>
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				Kelly was more worried about Damien's health than she was her own.&nbsp; She'd faced her own death. Twice. Once when she found out that she was dying and then again when she'd fallen.&nbsp; Had she landed right, she wouldn't have made it out of the water.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alright then, I thought you were trying to act like you were fine because you're worried about me.&nbsp; I know you are, you've got the same look in your eye that you got last night.&nbsp; The same one that you've given me all day whether I've chosen to acknowledge it or not.&nbsp; I'm not made of glass, you know.&nbsp; And I know that you're not either.&nbsp; But you see, what happened to you is my fault because I had to face a sudden surge of fear, being that close to the edge.&nbsp; How'd you do it anyway?"&nbsp; She hoped that it was something heroic and not clumsy like running head first into a tree branch. <br><br>She listened to him, nodding slightly.&nbsp; "Alright." Why was he worried about her? She felt good, but that didn't mean it would last.&nbsp; As far as she was concerned, it was still a matter of counting the moments, living each day at a time and not booking things for tomorrow or next week.&nbsp; Those days might not come and despite what was going on with her new shape, she was still the same person, right? Nothing had changed. She couldn't hope for that much.&nbsp; Her words to him were a lot more cheerful than she felt.&nbsp; She hadn't prayed very hard or much at all for a miracle. She knew the odds.&nbsp; She was trying to keep his mind occupied and to give him some hope.&nbsp; <br><br>"Your head getting seen to is quite more important in my mind." Just for the record.&nbsp; She sighed. <br><br>Her attention was taken by Dr. Winterburn.&nbsp; She could have let him in but Damien insisted. She could hear the conversation going on in the hall.&nbsp; His head would have to come off? She chuckled, at least the doc had a good bedside manner.&nbsp; <br><br>She groaned as her name was called.&nbsp; Why couldn't he leave well enough alone? She'd accepted it, she was dying. Why couldn't he?&nbsp; She made her way into the kitchen, her hands clasped in front of her boxer covered crotch.&nbsp; <br><br>The doc winked and nudged at Damien with his elbow, seeing how Kelly was dressed and assuming that the clothing belonged to the man beside him.&nbsp; <br><br>The introductions were made and she couldn't bring herself to glare at the doctor nor Damien.&nbsp; It wasn't going to do any good.&nbsp; The physician checked her over, asking her what her complaints were.&nbsp; She told him about her disease and that brought out the blood pressure cuff and other standard medical gadgets. <br><br>"You're as healthy as a horse, trust me, if you were that sick, you'd be dead by now. Your heart rate and blood pressure is fine, I don't know whoever told you that you had that, but they gave you a bad diagnosis. You're as healthy as a horse."&nbsp; Kelly's eyes widened.&nbsp; "Oh. Thank you, Doctor." She blushed, hoping that this would mean that she didn't have the disease now that her body was changed though she was paranoid that her friend would think that she had lied about her diagnosis.&nbsp; Hereditary heart failure wasn't something to sniff at.&nbsp; She knew how she'd felt before and now, she wasn't sick at all?&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, I've got another call to make, but if you need anything, Mr. Severn, please, don't hesitate to call, no matter what time of day or night."&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 04:38:23</strong>
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				Damien watched as Winterburn's car headed back down the driveway. The doctor's news was what he was hoping for. Seeing the vitality in Kelly after he woke up, it was the Kelly he knew as a kid. The one who was full of beans and wanted to do things. While this opened up a whole new can of worms, he really didn't care. As he mentally listed them to himself, none of them ended in "..if she isn't dead by then." That was all that mattered.<br><br>"To answer your earlier question, I'm not sure what I did to myself, I still can't remember all of that clearly. I was sprinting down that path though. Real flat out stuff, I remember looking over and seeing you in the pond, losing my footing and....nothing until the start of the path, carrying you back and thinking I'd done something to my ear because it hurt a lot."<br><br>Damien was quiet for a long moment then a long slow smile as he looked at Kelly again. "So, by the sound of things you're a lot healthier than you used to be. I think we need to celebrate." Not that he couldn't see that. He just couldn't quite bring himself to say the D word, even when it seemed Kelly wasn't going to die anytime soon.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 05:03:37</strong>
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				Not sure what to think, she went to her room and got all of her documentation; her driver's license, passports, medical documents stating her illness and the doctor verified, notarized list of medications that she had to have on her at all times.&nbsp; She'd seen specialists, general practitioners, undergone stress therapy and all of it had come to the same conclusion.&nbsp; She had a certification of a terminal illness, legal permits to possess the level of narcotics that she'd been put on… And all of it was moot? <br><br>That made her feel great but as she spread them out on the counter in the kitchen, none of them applied to her. All said Kelly Arthur Dawson, or Kelly A. Dawson. Sex, male. Her identification number and all of her passports had a man's picture. Height. Weight. Race. <br><br>She was thrilled not to be sick, it was another thing that was bothering her.&nbsp; She had no identity and she'd suddenly just realized it.&nbsp; She couldn't go <em>anywhere</em>. No travelling. Nothing.&nbsp; She didn't exist. <br><br>Her attention swung back to Damien.&nbsp; A smile came to her lips. "Well either way, I owe you my life.&nbsp; Perhaps doubly."&nbsp; Her smile widened.&nbsp; "Does it hurt badly?" she asked, knowing that it had to and for some reason wanting to let him have the space to be petted.&nbsp; It wasn't anything new to her, she often let people simper and whine until they got over it and started to feel better about things. <br><br>Questions reeled in her mind. How was she going to go about her life? She couldn't stay here with Damien and burden him!&nbsp; She had to find an identity, buy one somewhere…but with what? She couldn’t even get to her bank accounts for the fifty thousand dollars that she had to her name.&nbsp; She wasn't sure whether she'd preferred being next to her death bed or a literal nobody.&nbsp; Gender and Identity crisis?&nbsp; She wasn't sure if she could be quite as cheerful as Damien seemed to be.&nbsp; Unless he hadn't remembered...she had a dick two hours ago! "Sure. A celebration sounds good. What do you have in mind?" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 05:43:14</strong>
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				Damien smiled slowly, "I'm fine, thank you. I feel a little like I've got a nasty hangover, up to and including souvenirs from the fight I don't remember starting. The worst part is that the room doesn't necessarily stop spinning if I turn my head too quickly."<br><br>He grew a little more serious again as he spied the documents she'd spread out on the counter. He'd thought of this earlier, sitting on her bed while she called the doctor. How he was going to handle difficult questions, should the otherwise discrete doctor raise them. Going into town was off the cards for the moment, it was getting into late afternoon and he was fairly certain Kelly might be feeling a little publicly self-conscious.<br><br>"Well, I was thinking of maybe just making dinner, no idea exactly what yet, but I know we've a few options, I did kind of stock the place in the hopes that you were staying for a while."<br><br>His tone grew a little more serious as his hands went to Kelly's shoulders. "Which, given your current legal status might be a good idea, don't you think? And don't dare use the B word. Last night I was preparing to have you here until... anyway, now the circumstances are much better. So get comfortable, OK?"<br><br>He appreciated Kelly had rather a large amount of stuff to sort out, but once again he'd be damned if he was going to let her do it alone.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 06:22:37</strong>
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				"Then you only need to turn your head back and forth swiftly to have your own party, then, hmm?" she asked with a chuckle.&nbsp; "Why waste the wine!"&nbsp; Though the thought was amusing, she doubted that he'd spare the wine.&nbsp; He seemed too excited about her clean bill of health - which she'd be equally ecstatic over had she the physical description that was listed on the legal documents. <br><br>Well…on the plus side… Kelly had tits. And… her own personal pussy to play with.&nbsp; Life in that aspect was good.&nbsp; She wasn't quite thinking down <em>that</em> particular happy trail yet, she missed hers though.&nbsp; Oh fuck. Then came the fear that she'd find that she'd been 'doing it wrong' the entire time… What a blow to her manhood that would be.&nbsp; She lifted an eyebrow at the thought.&nbsp; <br><br>A smile curled up the corners of her lips.&nbsp; "Well that was a very sweet suggestion! I wish that it had been on better terms," she paused slightly.&nbsp; She still did. Don't use the B word? Burden.&nbsp; She was now more than ever because she wasn't just going to expire and ease the weight of that.&nbsp; <br><br>"If you want me to stay for a while, I will, but I've got to do <em>something</em>.&nbsp; I can't be the B word to you forever."&nbsp; When she realized how that sounded, she laughed.&nbsp; What legal status?&nbsp; She had none.&nbsp; And even at that, she wasn't a male… there were certain ways that males bonded that she wasn't able to take part in anymore.&nbsp; And then there was the fact that she'd been a straight male…and liked women.&nbsp; Though there had always been something special between her and Damien that had always been very strong, she didn't know if she would call it an attraction but perhaps rather an understanding.&nbsp; <br><br>Two hours ago she'd felt vulnerable because of her condition and her impending demise.&nbsp; Now she felt scared and even more vulnerable because not only did she not know where her place was in <em>life</em>, the condition she was in changed her not only physically, but emotionally and mentally as well.&nbsp; Her priorities, before falling ill, had been to get married, have a family, pass on her last name to her sons, and now… Nothing that she'd been raised to hold dear had any bearing on her future, at least, not in the same way.&nbsp; Being raised to be kind to women had little influence for the rest of her life. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 06:50:01</strong>
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				"Better terms?", Damien looked a touch bemused. "Look, I appreciate that the new body is a shock, I understand, but you aren't dying!" Damien wasn't certain yet why this was getting to him so much. He was sure Kelly knew what awful circumstances she was in until the doctor gave her the all clear this afternoon. While he wasn't certain, there were a few unvoiced ideas floating around in his head that might have something to do with it. He was used to being a lot more settled under difficult circumstances than he was now.<br><br>"You're right I want you to stay, and it isn't a problem. When we first moved here the front door tended to be a revolving one if you get my drift. We had distant family staying for long periods when I was still at school. Two people in a house this size isn't going to be a bother. If you DO want to do something, there's no hurry...I mean..You spent so much time looking after you parents. Did you even get to go to college?" His hands squeezed Kelly's shoulders again, not yet having left them as he spoke. "In a way this is a good chance to think about what you want to do with your life, now that you're going to have a longer one than you counted on and if I can help with any of it, I want to. No more disappearing acts. I don't intend on losing track of you again."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 07:02:39</strong>
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				"Yes. That's great. But dude! I don't have a dick anymore.&nbsp; He and I were close. Almost best friends! He and I were rather attached!"&nbsp; He groaned. "My balls are gone… but now they're here!" She grabbed her small breasts for emphasis and then looked down her pants.&nbsp; "It's a whole different world!&nbsp; Unchartered territory.&nbsp; I don't know anything about it!&nbsp; Well, of course I know things <em>about</em> it, but what about proper care, maintenance and grooming?"&nbsp; She laughed, almost a bit beside her self.&nbsp; Suddenly alcohol sounded like a very happy option. <br><br>She listened to Damien and nodded.&nbsp; Her house had a revolving door but nothing nearly as fun as visiting relatives. College? "No. I started my first semester and then mum had a heart attack.&nbsp; Dad was already on bed rest and she'd been taking care of him.&nbsp; And not to be a downer here, but I need an identity to even do online courses.&nbsp; I've got about fifty grand scattered through three banks across the world, mostly Europe, can't I just steal one from a dead person or something? People do it all the time!" <br><br>There was no way to deny how close he was, though somehow that made her feel uncomfortable, a weird stirring in her abdomen.&nbsp; Was that nausea? It didn't feel like it used to…&nbsp; Her attention was taken by his words.&nbsp; "Alright, so no more disappearing but…At least let me do the chores or something… I'm not used to free rides and I'm not going to start with them now!"&nbsp; <br><br>Normally he'd have thrown his arms around Damien in a big, masculine 'bro-hug' but now? Her arms lifted and then fell limply to her sides before she decided to throw caution to the winds and hug him anyway. Girls hugged guys all the time. It didn't make either one of them gay! <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 07:41:55</strong>
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				"Yeah OK, chores, fine. Whatever you feel up to doing is fine with me." He realised how long he'd been holding onto Kelly's shoulders and was about to let go when her arms suddenly came around his waist. Trying hard not to think how well his best friend felt pressed against him, he reflexively slid his arms around Kelly's shoulders, holding her close.<br><br>"Try not to worry too much about the documentation for now. I might be able to help you there, but it's going to take a little while. Regarding the money though, can't you get to them online?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 07:52:18</strong>
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				She nodded at the mention of chores.&nbsp; She'd figure out a list of things to do. It wasn't like he was unknown to laundry and housework. That had fallen on his shoulders too, as had cooking and being a full time nurse.&nbsp; It was something that he hoped that he never had to do again.&nbsp; Oh. She had to start getting her view on herself straight.<br><br>Okay. Being wrapped in a man's arms when he was much bigger and stronger and smelled like… whatever that was… a bit much.&nbsp; "Dude. I'm not gay. Stop it."&nbsp; That ought to end the tension and the hug. She grinned cheekily.&nbsp; <br><br>At the mention of online, she nodded. "Yeah. But I never set up the online banking. They're numbered accounts, not in a name, which actually helps, but at the same time I kind of sold the computer before I set most of them up, I worried about carrying cash on me… I didn't ever think of online as an option.&nbsp; My mind has to open back up to the thought of the future.&nbsp; That had become a grey and dead area in my planning.&nbsp; I'd need somewhere to transfer the money.&nbsp; None of my accounts are in England."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 09:11:00</strong>
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				Damien blushed a little as he let go of Kelly. He had to admit, if only to himself, that hi..that her new body was very attractive. The argument of whether or not the hug questioned their gender preferences was a thornier one. One in fact he elected to enter into with no more than a shake of his head. The wide cheeky grin on the other hand, helped neither Kelly's argument nor Damien's situation.<br><br>Damien backed away over to the larder, listening as Kelly described her accounts. Handing her a knife, a peeler and some vegetables he turned over some ideas in his head as they continued talking, at the same time, he cracked open a fresh bottle of the same wine they had last night. Damien always enjoyed having a glass of wine while he was cooking, offering Kelly one while he filled a glass. The bank account here would be the furthest of her concerns, in that to get such a thing you need all the other things she was missing.<br><br>"Well, in the meantime, that money will just have to sit in whatever bank it's sitting in collecting interest. It's not going to go anywhere any time soon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 09:31:53</strong>
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				His cheeky grin made her frown.&nbsp; "Don't joke. Didn't you know that I'm gay now? Yep. Apparently I'm now a lesbian. How's that for unexpected controversy?"&nbsp; She frowned harder.&nbsp; The thought of actually being with a woman didn't really compel her now that she didn't have something to poke in them and rut them with.&nbsp; <br><br>She took the knife and peeler, and then the vegetables over to the sink.&nbsp; She turned the water on and started washing them before peeling them.&nbsp; After hunting for the switch to the garbage disposal and then locating a large bowl, she proceeded to peel and cut them. <br><br>Kelly told him that she'd love a glass and then listened to what he said, her hand gripping the knife in her hand tightly.&nbsp; Being dependant on someone was not what he was used to. She/he whatever she was now, was used to being depended on.<br><br>While male, sick, and dying, the only thing that she'd had was her freedom.&nbsp; Now that she was female and healthy, with clear skies ahead of her, they clouded over and became stormy because the only thing that she had was her health and her pride and that pride wouldn't let her ask Damien for anything.&nbsp; <br><br>"That's what I was afraid of." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 12:11:31</strong>
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				Damien left the morass of preference to one side, he'd a wide enough spread of people he knew that he could put a name to nearly all the colours in the preferential spectrum. Smiling as he handed Kelly a glass of red, he started throwing stock and chicken and chopped vegetables into a large pot, the end result being hopefully something like a stew. After years of looking after himself with his parents wandering around Europe, Damien was confident enough in the kitchen that he never really had anything in mind when he started cooking, he was happy enough to see what was available and make use of whatever came to hand. It was, however, more than a little pleasant having company and not having to do all the work himself.<br><br>"Yeah sorry, that's not something I can do much about right now, but we'll get there."<br><br>Without thinking about it, Damien had kept their glasses topped up as they talked, dinner was soon all in the pot and cooking away slowly as the sun went down on the day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 12:28:53</strong>
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				Whatever Damien was doing in the pot started to smell wonderful as the stock cooked the vegetables and chicken. <br><br>"It's not your fault. I don't blame you." She sighed. "I just am used to taking care of myself, not depending on anyone for help and I have my worries."&nbsp; What would his parents think? That she was some whore of a golddigger that had popped up and seduced their son though it wasn't the truth.&nbsp; They couldn't tell anyone who she really was. <br><br>By the third glass of wine, she was wobbling and had a smile plastered on her face.&nbsp; "So when is this fundraiser, because it looks like you have a date now."&nbsp; She winced and then laughed.&nbsp; She had nothing to wear.&nbsp; "Do we have to go?"&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 13:39:42</strong>
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				Damien knew he was feeling the wine when he turned to stir the stew a little more and realised the throbbing pain in his head had vanished. The lack of pain lifted his spirits a little more and as hoped, dinner came off as well as could be expected. Two bowls were delivered onto the table as Damien polished off his glass.<br><br>He was a little surprised by Kelly's suggestion, and wondered how much of it was the wine talking, or at least the wine amplifying her bravery. "The fundraiser is a week or two away. Don't dare tell Cara I have a date if you're having second thoughts about going. She'll come around to pick us up herself if she gets a hint of agreement from either of us." His tone was plyful but he was serious. If Cara knew she'd finally gotten him to come to one of her events he doubted a force on earth would stop her from making sure he turned up. He'd played the no-date card so many times that even Kelly's presence in the house was an angle Cara wouldn't hesitate to play.<br>"Seriously though, if you want to go, I'd love to have you as my date. Couldn't imagine anyone I'd rather go with more."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 13:50:11</strong>
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				She laughed at his response as she looked down into her bowl with a smile.&nbsp; "Weeks. That’s not so bad then. I'll have an idea of who I am, maybe even a back story cooked up by then."&nbsp; She smiled and took a bite of her stew.&nbsp; <br><br>Stirring the stew nervously, she listened to him talking about Cara and no hint of agreement.&nbsp; No one that he'd rather go with? That was great, there was only one problem. <br><br>"I don't want to go."&nbsp; She realized how rude that sounded and sighed. "I don't want to go because I don't have anything to wear or any way to buy it.&nbsp; Hours ago, this wasn't that big of a problem, unless you know someone who can turn my old suit jacket into a dress.&nbsp; I didn't exactly pass home ec."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 01:41:51</strong>
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				Damien shrugged, though not without a long thought before responding. "Back story shouldn't be too difficult. I didn't tell many people about you without using your name. I'm picky enough over how I speak that it was always a matter of what 'Kelly and I' got up to, not 'he and I' if you see my point. If I actually used the word 'he' at some point, your presence will add weight to the idea that they didn't remember correctly. No, I think you can be selective about your actual past without having to come up with something even mildly fictional."<br><br>Damien was a little surprised at how fervent Kelly was about not going, though he immediately thought that his surprise wasn't warranted. Her explanation, though, was another matter. "Ah, yes. That's going to have to be addressed. I'm afraid you are going to have to let me help you there. The party is one thing, but even around here you can only go so far while holding those jeans in place."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 07:47:32</strong>
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				Kelly nodded. "Alright then. That should be easy so long as I don't mention wet dreams, my balls dropping, things that make me hard - or in this case now, wet - my voice changing, or boning a teacher's aide my junior year."&nbsp; She chuckled.&nbsp; <br><br>She looked at him pointedly after he finished speaking.&nbsp; "I hate asking you for things. Coming here made me nervous because I was worried that you'd think that I came because of your money and this house and all of that.&nbsp; I've got roughly fifty pounds on me and maybe two hundred in traveler's cheques.&nbsp; I cancelled all of my credit cards because I was dying. Somehow, I will pay you back. I don't know how yet but I hate being a bum."&nbsp; <br><br>"The jeans barely fit.&nbsp; They hug the widest part of my hips and then…fall."&nbsp; She looked down and stuck her fingers in the -oh…that was <em>nice</em>- hole of her boxers. "And even these things are a peep show waiting to happen. Granted, around the right person that might be a problem.&nbsp; More wine? Please?" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 08:24:51</strong>
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				Propping his head up with one arm, Damien smiled nodding. "Mmm, that's a good list, be prepared to admit to the word 'tomboy' when you hear it scattered about."<br><br>Watching Kelly's face as he talked, he knew her well enough that this meant a lot to her. He straightened up at the end, taking her hand. "Listen, I won't deny that eventually someone will make that judgement about you. Cynicism abounds. I <em>do</em> hope you realise though that I've never thought it of you, and never will. It's ok if you want to pay me back, but, no hurry. I'm doing this because I wish to do so.<br><br>Damien grinned as he leant forward to pour more wine into Kelly's glass, topping his own up afterwards. "Well, have a thought about what you need to get and want to get for that matter. Would you like help with it?" He was almost positive he'd be worse than useless, but a few names sprung to mind who might be persuaded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 08:39:33</strong>
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				She chuckled. "It'd be easy enough for people to believe that you saw me as a boy. As it is, I barely have enough boobs to notice.&nbsp; Back then they'd have been like those on Shirley Watts.&nbsp; Who, by the way, got implants and became a stripper, just for trivial information." <br><br>Kelly nodded. "Alright. All that matters to me is that <em>you</em> know.&nbsp; What others think… oi. I'm going to have to pretend to be shagging you, aren’t I?"&nbsp; She chuckled at the thought. "At least tell me how big it is so I can gossip appropriately." <br><br>&nbsp;"Thank you," she replied to the refill.&nbsp; She lifted a strawberry-blonde eyebrow. "Help would be appreciated. I mean, the sort of things that I like to see women in and what I'd actually wear are two entirely different things.&nbsp; Maybe one of those push up bras…" She put her hands under her tits and pushed them up and together. "Padded or something.&nbsp; Size matters, anyone who says it doesn't is either lying or selling something. Damn fountain could have been at least proportionate, my cock was eight inches long!&nbsp; Granted, my balls were kinda on the small side, maybe it's proportional."&nbsp; That made her wonder if her vagina was eight inches deep. She'd have to find a way to measure it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 09:27:22</strong>
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				Damien nearly inhaled his wine. "Shirley Watts? No way! Never saw that coming." Damien remembered Shirley as the uptight, academic overachiever who everyone assumed was going to have her pick of courses. The thought of her sliding up and down a strip club pole was as interesting a thought as it was surprising.<br><br>As he sat back down with an empty bottle, he laughed again. "You don't have to make up anything of the sort...erm, I mean you can let them assume or not, it's up to you."<br><br>"Well, I'll make a call or two tomorrow and see who's available. I'd offer to help of course but the results may not be what you had in mind." Damien added with an evil smirk.<br><br>Seeing his glass was empty and realising more was just going to make for a nasty hangover in the morning, Damien rose from the table. "Leave this for the morning, I'll take care of it when I get up." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 09:44:24</strong>
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				"Well why else would an old friend, especially of the female variety, stick around? Just sayin'."&nbsp; She chuckled.&nbsp; "Though, granted, you're entertaining enough to hang out with even without fucking.&nbsp; It's only those that aren't that it's an issue with!"&nbsp; She chortled and almost fell off of her stool due to leaning back too far.&nbsp; She'd gotten caught up in her thatch of red pubes.&nbsp; Oh, those would have to go.&nbsp; She'd even kept her junk trimmed for the ladies as a male.&nbsp; Not that she exactly planned to be handing out plates of taco surprise to anyone…<br><br>Her head tilted as she thought over what he said.&nbsp; "It's just like you to want to put me in a pinafore or something that your mother used to wear in the nineties as a punishment." She supposed that being best friends had its perks in that he could get away with taunting her with ridiculous fashion.&nbsp; <br><br>Damn. Her pubes were actually kind of hot.&nbsp; He'd always loved redheads because the color of the hair was just so damn…slutty looking.&nbsp; Especially if trimmed into a neat little triangle above the slit.&nbsp; Oh! There was that feeling again but she finally recognized it for what it was - arousal.&nbsp; Quite a bit different from the stirring of limp flesh and tingling in the balls.&nbsp; It seemed focused on her clit entirely and deep inside.&nbsp; This had to be explored.&nbsp; For science. Yeah…. For science…<br><br>She didn't need to be told twice that it was bedtime. She was all for it.&nbsp; "Unless I'm up first, then I'll do it."&nbsp; She stood up, wobbling, the front of her boxers open just the slightest bit though she didn’t notice it.&nbsp; "G'night."&nbsp; <br><br>With that, Kelly hurried back toward her bedroom.&nbsp; Science awaited. Oh! Hehe. Her boxers were wet.&nbsp; That was an interesting feeling. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 10:16:25</strong>
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				"Uh huh, school uniform if you've been naughty and something hideous from my mother's wardrobe if you've done something I actually dislike." Damien laughed as he made sure Kelly wasn't going to add herself to the list of the mildly concussed. Of course, seeing catching a brief glimpse through the partially open flap of Kelly's boxers was more than he was expecting to see while he got the chair back to vertical.<br><br>Damien shrugged as he lurched out of the room, he'd have to get used to the idea that someone else might be doing the tidying up. "Whatever is good, sleep well."<br><br>Instead of heading to his room, Damien wandered to the entry hall and up the stairs. Approximately above where their two bedrooms were sat the library. Something Kelly had said had triggered an idea in his head and he wanted to examine some details in the family tree.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 10:38:20</strong>
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				"Oh. Punishment. Now that's an interesting concept." She snorted, recalling the things that she'd seen in his drawer.&nbsp; She said nothing because she wasn't going to admit to snooping. <br><br>The second that Kelly's bedroom door shut her shirt got flung over her head and her boxers shoved to the floor.&nbsp; She stepped out of them, stumbling to her right although she managed to maintain her balance.&nbsp; She wobbled to the bed and sank down on it on her knees before she flipped over onto her back.&nbsp; <br><br>She spread her legs and delved the digits of her left hand into her wetness, gasping at the sensual feeling of skin on skin.&nbsp; "Oh wow. That's nice."&nbsp; Her fingers located the hardened nub that he'd enjoyed rubbing on women, circling around it slowly.&nbsp; Mmm. Her hips rolled up on their own.&nbsp; That was an interesting reaction but very nice.&nbsp; <br><br>Getting more daring, and hoping to all fuck that she didn't have a cherry - she'd heard that wasn't pleasant - she pushed a finger into her hot, sopping cunt.&nbsp; "Oh fuck!" she gasped, her brow furrowing and her head turning toward the left as her tongue darted out to moisten her lips with thoughtful concentration.&nbsp; Her right hand joined the party, paying attention to her poor, little neglected clit. <br><br>Her fingers didn't feel as good inside of her, but oh that little button! It was like jerking off really fast, just by running her fingers over a tiny bit of space.&nbsp; Her hips bucked up and she put her feet flat against the bed, lifting her ass.&nbsp; She rolled her hips up against her finger, her neck bending at an odd angle as she frantically worked the little pleasure nub.&nbsp; <br><br>The intense rubbing paid off as something intensely powerful seemed to tighten inside of her, her entire body going rigid as her eyebrows rose and knitted together and her lips fell open. Her hips bucked in short thrusts toward the air in front of her while her fingers pushed deep.&nbsp; She felt so tight around her fingers.&nbsp; It was happening… so close…<br><br>And then she exploded, her face relaxing in bliss, her entire body shook, and her ecstasy was made known loudly as she cried out at the top of her lungs.&nbsp; She stopped rubbing for a second but then started again, moving her cramping hand faster and faster. Her fingers pumped into her as a hot rush of liquid gushed around them.&nbsp; Her hips pushed up against her fingers one final time as her clit pulsed and her entrance matched the rhythm. A smile of relief spread across her face and she gasped in happiness.&nbsp; <br><br>It was official. Science deemed being female so much better.&nbsp; The best part of it, and something that she had to look forward to… more of those than one before 'going limp'.&nbsp; She could get used to that. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 11:31:21</strong>
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				Damien came back down the stairs slowly, it was dark enough that he was grateful for the large, wide steps as he moved carefully downwards, following the handrail. He'd gotten just enough of a hint in the family records that he figured he was onto something when the light bulb blew. Retaining enough sense to realise that drunkenly getting on a chair to change a light bulb in the dark was at best a foolish idea, he decided the best he could do was head to bed and worry about it in the morning.<br>&nbsp;<br>He'd headed into the kitchen and had downed a glass of water when he heard something.&nbsp; Specifically, it sounded like Kelly crying out. The house was old enough to have been built quite sturdily, If the doors were closed it was quite difficult to be heard from even the next room so being able to hear anything at all was noteworthy. Panicking for a moment, Damien took a quick dash in the direction of Kelly's room when his brain caught up. He knew suddenly that that wasn't a distress signal. At all. It seemed Kelly was getting used to her new body. Blushing in the darkness, Damien moved quietly to his own room next door. In spite of the alcohol, the thought of Kelly teasing herself to orgasm, along with the memory of his brief glimpse of that thatch of coppery coloured hair left him with a frustrating mixture of hard-on and exhaustion.<br><br>&nbsp;Tired enough that his mind wasn't quite so inhibited as it usually was, Damien stroked himself as he fantasised about the two of them together. Damien drawing that sound from her lips over and over again in different ways until he realised that at some point during the night the fantasy had become a dream and the dream had become sleep.<br><br>Feeling a little rough from the drinking the night before, he got up with a little reluctance, showering a little of the horrid feeling from his body. The kitchen was cleaned up quickly enough as well, grabbing some fruit, he left a note on the kitchen table giving directions to where he was. Looking at the array of old tomes on the shelves, he realised he might have his work cut out for him. It was the old needle in the haystack game. Except with several centuries old haystacks. Not helped by the small issue that his mind really wanted to think about something, or more accurately, someone else.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 12:05:56</strong>
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				When she awoke the next morning, her room was far too bright.&nbsp; Far too bright. Ugh. She padded to the shower in the naked state that she'd fallen asleep in, she'd just kind of rolled over and hugged the pillow.&nbsp; She was glad that her dear friend hadn't looked in on her.&nbsp; If he had he might've gotten more than he'd bargained for.&nbsp; She doubted that he'd mind too much.&nbsp; <br><br>But would she?&nbsp; He'd seen him naked as a male, but now? The thought was both titillating and somewhat forbidden.&nbsp; <br><br>She luxuriated in the hot water that flowed down from the showerhead and tried not to stand there too long, the water just felt so good.&nbsp; Finally she got into swing and washed up, shampooing her hair and had to get out to get a razor.&nbsp; <br><br>As she groomed, she discovered that she'd been a lot less appreciative of the trouble that women went to in their hygienic rituals.&nbsp; There were so many different things down there, folds that could be in danger.&nbsp; And her clit.&nbsp; Oh. The thought of cutting that… She whimpered at that.&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn’t going well.&nbsp; She needed the beard trimmer for precision.&nbsp; After finishing up in the shower she struggled to make her pubic hair into the cute little trimmed triangle that she loved.&nbsp; That took longer than she expected.&nbsp; <br><br>After she emerged, in another t-shirt and a pair of boxers with Stewie from Family Guy on them, she walked toward the kitchen.&nbsp; Seeing his note, she grabbed some fruit and cut it up for breakfast.&nbsp; She hoped he was having fun.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 13:06:50</strong>
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				The sound of a car engine thrummed outside, something that sounded powerful without necessarily being all that big. Once the engine was killed and the navy blue roadster came to a halt, the engine sound was soon replaced by clicking footsteps on the paved driveway and the path that lead around to the kitchen door. The woman walking away from the car held enough presence that she tended to leave a bit of a wake behind her when she walked through crowds. The navy sundress she wore was just past her knees and almost an exact match for the colour of the 50's open topped MG she drove. Like most things in her life, this was almost certainly planned. As planned as the matching red lipstick, wide leather belt and shoes she wore, setting off her flawless pale skin and dark shoulder length hair.<br><br>Cara Phelps was a woman on a mission, there was rarely a visit or action of hers that wasn't part of some larger plan or towards some larger goal. Today was no different. She came around the side path to the kitchen she usually found him in, only to find the door open but the room empty. Well, at the very least, he was up and about.<br><br>"Damien? Are you home?" The more daring side of her would usually ask if he was decent, but apart from the point that he always seemed to have a smug comment to hand, she remembered he had a houseguest.<br><br>Damien meanwhile, had heard the familiar sound of Cara's car pulling up in the driveway. Uncertain as to where Kelly was, presuming she was up, Damien set himself down the stairs quickly.<br><br>"Morning Cara" Damien called out just prior to entering the kitchen, embracing his friend with a kiss on the cheek as they met.<br>"I know you're prevaricating about when you'll decide to come to the ball, but in the meantime, I was wondering if you'd be so kind as to help me. The new sponsors are lined up but they've lumbered me with some requests and contracts." Cara's smile dipped a little as she produced a sheaf of paper from her bag. "Can I lean on you to make sure I'm not signing my life away?"<br>"Certainly, I presume you'll need this quickly?"<br>"You're a dear, yes, as soon as you can manage it."<br>"Fine. Listen, if you have some time today, could I lean on you for a favour?"<br>"How could I say no?"<br>"Hmm, I'll not answer that right now. It's Kelly. She umm, well, there's been a couple of problems. I've convinced her to stay here for the time being but first and foremost, her luggage got swapped at the airport so she's currently sans wardrobe."<br><br>The confident look on Cara's face fractured for all of a couple of seconds, something had shifted mentally but the moment it shifted her confidence was back once again. Damien reached into his pocket and pulled out his bank card.<br><br>"Any chance you could show her around the high street? Whatever she needs and well, let's just start from scratch shall we? Oh and one other thing, she's had a bit of a rough time. Part of the reason why she's here. Just go easy on the recent history, yes?"<br>Cara nodded. "Understood."<br><br>Holding up a pausing finger, Damien skipped over to the door to Kelly's room, knocking softly.<br>"Kelly? Are you up? There's someone I'd like you to meet."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 13:34:17</strong>
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				Kelly's eyes widened, her chin lifting, as she heard the engine of the car.&nbsp; Was Damien expecting a guest? He hadn't mentioned it.&nbsp; She bolted for her room, shutting the door quickly and as quietly as possible as she could behind her.&nbsp; Her chest rose and fell quickly at the narrow escape, her perky nipples pointing out and at attention, their outline very clear against the front of her black Motley Crue tee. <br><br>She was certain that it was an unexpected guest, unless it slipped Damien's mind with the recent head trauma and wine consumption; either of which were entirely plausible. <br><br>The knock on the other side of the door caused her to jump, her hand moved over her left breast as if she were trying to keep her heart in the cavity in which it belonged.&nbsp; She cracked the door.&nbsp; "I'm up. What is it?" Meet someone? Like that?&nbsp; As a male, he'd not cared but suddenly it was a big thing to her feminine sensibilities not to be seen quite so scrubby.&nbsp; "One minute."&nbsp; She sighed and moved away from the door, her hair brush on her mind.&nbsp; She located it and dragged it though the light red mass of tangles.&nbsp; <br><br>Feeling slightly better, she opened the door and padded out of the room to see smartly dressed woman that almost intimidated her right out of her boxer shorts. She was pretty and had Kelly had any interests in her, she'd have been all over her, given the return of the right equipment for that job, of course. <br><br>"Hi!" she said nervously, though she did her best to smile.&nbsp; She wasn't entirely certain that it had succeeded and was almost sure that she looked constipated. She twisted her fingers of her left hand with her right nervously.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 23:24:08</strong>
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				Smiling, Daniel handled introductions. Cara's eyes focussed a little intensely on Kelly for a moment, as if something didn't quite fit, but the smile remained and seemed genuine.<br>"Now, Cara's asked for my help with some legal matters." Daniel explained. "While I'm doing that, Cara will help you sort out the clothing issue since I, um, don't think we're going to get your luggage back anytime soon."<br>"I'm ready to go when you are, Kelly." Cara smiled warmly before turning to Damien.<br>"So, anything that looks like there's strings attached, let me know, yeah?"<br>"Gah, that reminds me I've got to call the caterers. Phone's out in the car. When do you want your guest back?"<br>"Whenever Kelly is ready, I don't believe we have any plans this evening."<br>"Good. OK, Kelly, meet me out in the car and we'll get going!"<br>Cara's skirt flared as she turned and headed out to the car. Damien faced Kelly, taking her hands.<br>"Take my phone. If you need anything, call the home number. Cara's a good person to know. As bossy as you'll let her get away with, but a very dedicated friend for all that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 01:53:06</strong>
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				Holy shit! Her eyes held a look of panic.&nbsp; How was she supposed to shop for clothes with a <em>woman</em>? She didn't know <strong>anything</strong> about women's clothing sizes! It was one thing going shopping with Damien, but with a woman who knew what was what? Oh fuck. What size bra did she wear? She didn't fucking know. Panties? Not a clue! She'd guess a small in shirts and jeans… what sizes did woman's clothes run in, anyway?<br><br>She wondered if she could say that she was cramping and get out of this explosive nightmare waiting to happen.&nbsp; She never liked situations that felt out of control.&nbsp; This one was a hell of a doozy.<br>"I…um…er…" She looked at Damien helplessly.&nbsp; They didn't have plans that evening. <em>That's right, asshole. Seal my fate.</em>&nbsp; The women were right. Men <em>didn't</em> think! <br><br>Kelly didn't have the heart to give him a piece of her mind with as nice as he was being. "Bossy. Good. Then maybe she'll just shove shit in my hands and I can figure out what sizes I wear that way. Women's clothing and wearing them wasn't ever my interest. What if she asks my sizes? Fuck it, I'll just tell her I was a lard ass three months ago and don't know."&nbsp; She wished that she'd been a little more prepared for this, she was grasping at the strings of helium filled balloons and they were going to slip through her fingers.&nbsp; She hoped that the chick wouldn't shove her tastes on her. She didn't know how to react.&nbsp; <br><br>After grabbing his phone, changing into a pair of pants much too large for her and stabbing another hole through a belt…ten minutes later…she walked out of the room in clown shoes.&nbsp; How was she to explain not having one outfit and fitting shoes?&nbsp; "I look like a dike!" she said to Damien grumpily. With a snarl on her face, she took the knife in her hand and cut her shirt up the middle to just under her breasts.&nbsp; She tied the shirt in a knot and cut off the excess.&nbsp; "There. Now I look like a slutty dike." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 05:07:08</strong>
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				The navy MG zipped through the winding country road towards the city, giving Kelly a view of the countryside that she missed on her night time arrival to Damien's home. Though open topped, the windscreen was high enough that neither occupant of the car needed to worry about the wind in their faces.<br>"I'm sorry to hear you had a rough trip here. I mean, in this day and age, how did they mess up your luggage like that? Damien said he was chasing the airline to get yours back."<br><br>The car zipped through the town of Maiden Falls with a good run of lights (or light, Falls not being the largest of places) and headed towards the larger town of Kendall.<br>"So, something I've been dying to ask since Damien told me you were coming, what was Damien like when he was young? For some reason I have trouble imagining him anything less than a serious 20-year old."<br>Cara shifted a little in her seat as she spoke, quickly adding "Oh, and would you mind terribly if we started by getting something to eat? I've been flat out all morning and my body's just reminded me that breakfast was skipped."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 05:37:31</strong>
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				She watched the road winding and the kilometers pass by. Her hair blew softly in the breeze created by the open top of the vehicle.&nbsp; "Well I feel sorry for whoever got my luggage, let me tell you. I doubt that the guy looks as good in short shorts as I do."&nbsp; She chuckled, hating the lie but knowing that it was a much needed one. <br><br>"He was smooth. It didn’t matter how much trouble that one of us had managed to get us into, he could sweet talk the teachers and get both of us out of it." Oh the memories that she had but she had to be very careful. "Serious? Damien? He must have changed quite a bit then. I've always found him charming. Except when he was being bullied. Then he was just adorable." <br><br>"We can." She'd brought a small amount of her money with her, worried that something like that would come up.&nbsp; She wasn't going to depend on the woman's charity and nor would she accept it. Curse him for putting her in such a position!&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 06:29:32</strong>
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				Cara grinned, it was bad enough that this poor girl had to put up with her luggage situation, but she hadn't considered the reverse. "I don't doubt it, you have great legs."<br><br>"Well, Damien certainly has charm in abundance. I think it's possibly a prerequisite for lawyers, but either way he certainly has his admirers."<br><br>Pulling the car up, Cara had the good fortune some people have of finding exactly the parking spot they wanted. This time right outside a café.<br><br>"As for serious, I'm not sure I can imagine any other mode for Damien. He's not without a sense of humour, but..." Cara shrugged where they were sitting in the café. "I only met him when we were both going to university. I can't speak much for his high school years but I got the impression that Serious was an improvement on Difficult and Angry. The nice thing was there was always a good person underneath it all. When I first asked him to help me with some of the committees I worked on, he usually more reliable than most of the committee members."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 06:43:52</strong>
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				Her cheeks turned redder than her hair at the compliment. "Thank you." She didn't know what to say back. You have nice tits? She didn't think that it would go over too well. <br><br>"Admirers? Damien? Nah. Damien being smooth with the ladies is like…peanut butter and vinegar."&nbsp; Was he really? "I guess that I've just never really looked at him that way, I mean, there's always a certain level of attraction between people who are close but… We never really went there.&nbsp; I don't really know why."&nbsp; Oh yes she did.&nbsp; Why was about eight inches long, two inches across, and no longer existent. "So why didn't you and Damien work out? He mentioned that you two had a thing but didn't really give me details."&nbsp; Probably because at that point she'd been a man and would have flirted her dying ass off.&nbsp; <br><br>Ugh! Cara even got a good spot! Lucky!&nbsp; She said nothing but got out of the car and headed inside with her new acquaintance. <br><br>"Wow. That had to have happened after he moved.&nbsp; Damien, with me, always had a smile on his face. Not with others but we didn’t really hang out with others.&nbsp; We played with our Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and talked a bunch of nonsense about… well you know what young teens talk about.&nbsp; We didn't know anything though I had an obsession with anal sex…" Still did… or had on the giving end, at least.&nbsp; "And had everything wrong about it at that time. When his parents moved… we didn't even get to say goodbye. He was supposed to come over for dinner and the next day at school, when he wasn't there, I found out that he'd moved."&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 07:20:49</strong>
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				Cara's laughter was a little like a cascade, open amusement over the peanut butter and vinegar comparison growing to wishing she hadn't taken a bite out of her cream cheese bagel just as Cara mentioned her obsession with anal sex.<br>Taking a quick gulp of water, she coughed a little and wiped tears from her eyes before speaking again.<br>"Oh my, I wish I had been allowed obsessions at that age. It would have made things a lot easier later on. My upbringing was very straight-laced. It wasn't 'til uni that I started opening up a little, once I got away from my parents and got to be myself."<br><br>"As for Damien and I...", Cara shrugged diffidently. "Well, he was sweet, I was possibly a little big-eyed about the world as I said. Handsome, as you're already aware, no doubt. Very pleasant company and one of the few men I knew at the time who I could spend time with without him trying to charm, impress, whine or push his way into my pants. So, of course, the laws of perversity took their course and I couldn't stop thinking about him.<br>"We were together for a couple of months and one night we looked at each other, realised what the other was thinking and that was it. We kind of knew we weren't meant to be together except as friends. He's been a wonderful friend ever since."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 07:29:39</strong>
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				Kelly thought that Cara was going to choke on her food at what she'd said. Pity. There were so many nicer things for a beautiful woman to choke on… She smirked inwardly and wondered where the thought had come from, how much of her old self was she? Those were things that she really needed to explore and figure out. <br><br>"I'm sorry," she said, frowning slightly. "Being forced to be repressed doesn't sound fun. My parents were always pretty open. Their motto was 'life is short'." And they were right.&nbsp; She'd almost found out for herself.&nbsp; She found herself slightly lucky that she'd fallen in the pond when she had, before death's grip could wrap its cold fingers around her throat and squeeze.&nbsp; <br><br>Handsome? Damien?&nbsp; She supposed that she was starting to notice that.&nbsp; It wasn't something that she'd dwelled on too very much, though she'd always thought that he had beautiful lips…<br><br>With a slight nod, she spoke. "Well it's good that you remained friends.&nbsp; Sex doesn't always complicate things. Though I've always wondered what he was like in bed. But I wonder that about almost every person I meet.&nbsp; I don't exactly find out, but it's still a curiosity."&nbsp; She looked Cara over openly and then looked away quickly.&nbsp; "Just one of those things, I guess."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 08:06:03</strong>
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				Cara blushed a little at the mention of life being short, suddenly remembering what little Damien had told her about Kelly's history once she'd resumed contact with him. "Oh, I'm sorry, that was careless of me. I shouldn't be so blithe about my childhood. I guess my parents wanted the best for me, but there is intentions and there is what's required. They're so averse to anything mildly risqué that I wonder sometimes how I came to be, or if I'd been secretly adopted to avoid the whole topic."<br><br>"I think what 'that person' is like in bed is a question everyone with a working libido raises at some point, however internally. I suppose it comes down to being a matter of whether or not you want to find out."<br><br>Cara rose from the table. "Now, because we might have this in common, I'm going to guess that you're about to protest me picking up the bill for lunch. All I have to say on this matter is that I'm positive if you and I swapped places, you'd be doing the same thing. Besides, Damien didn't tell me how long you're staying and I'm hoping you'll be around long enough that we can do this again."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 08:15:46</strong>
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				"What? No. I don't mind, I don't really like a lot of prodding, but you've got every right to share!&nbsp; Sex is something that…every woman should enjoy."&nbsp; Was she perving on Cara? She thought so!&nbsp; "So… I'm sure you tried to rectify that.&nbsp; What's the sexiest thing that you've ever done?"&nbsp; It was a valid question.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well. I've not been with many men, so a lot of it is wondering.&nbsp; Sometimes I want to scratch that itch but…" Until she'd lost her dick, another coming near her wasn't something she'd humored the thought of that much, unless it was in jest because of all of the homophobes that she loved to aggravate.&nbsp; Though it was on the tip of her tongue to say that she'd been with more women… that wouldn't go over well, she was sure. <br><br>An eyebrow lifted though her mouth stayed shut.&nbsp; "Alright then."&nbsp; Ouch. OUUUCH! Charity! Ack! What exactly had Damien told her, anyway?&nbsp; Oh, fuck, she shuddered to think. "That's fair enough. Next time will be my treat."&nbsp; She smiled and just hoped that it would be true.&nbsp; She would hold back the cash, spend the travelers cheques… they expired anyway…she had no choice.&nbsp; She should've brought them.&nbsp; <br><br>"So…what kind of stuff do I need? Girly clothes have never been my forte but walking around Damien's house in knee length camouflage pants and a wife beater… probably wouldn't go over well if his parents came home."&nbsp; Another potential oh shit moment. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 08:53:32</strong>
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				Cara grinned at the memory as she lead Kelly back out to the car. "Hmm, well, having my first boyfriend pull me into a janitor's closet and ravish me between exams was kind of spectacular. I'd just finished one of mine and he was about to start one of his. It was the only time we'd been able to see each other all week because of studying pressures so it made the whole thing that much more intense, I guess I've had wilder experiences, but I think that's my favourite."<br><br>"Well, I suggest we go to an M&amp;S and get you sorted for all the basics. Underwear, spencers, whatever else you need and want. Once that's done, I guess we can wing it until you've had enough. And I promise, for once, I'll only offer an opinion if you ask for it." Cara added the last part with a self-deprecating smile.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 09:03:17</strong>
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				"Lucky!" She truly was envious of that!&nbsp; She blinked for a second and wondered why.&nbsp; Suddenly the image of a big, strong man holding her down appealed to her greatly and she'd never thought of that before.&nbsp; She'd thought of having a woman hold her down or holding a woman down… but never… Wow. <br><br>"Mine have all been boring. My hand is my friend." She sighed forlornly. <br><br>"Eh, I'm not too big on undies. I tend to just wear one layer.&nbsp; If you hadn't noticed. I don't actually…own… bras or panties. Spencers, yeah. I need those.&nbsp; I don't want to take advantage of his money, so I'll just get a few basic things.&nbsp; A few tank tops and some shorts for around the house and maybe two outfits to wear out.&nbsp; And I need a dress for that fundraiser thing.&nbsp; Imagine. Me. In a dress.&nbsp; The world is coming to an end."&nbsp; How true that statement was!&nbsp; Dresses! Gah! <br>&nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 09:47:22</strong>
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				"Imagine??...I...oh I said I'd keep my mouth shut, sorry." Cara said with a self conscious laugh. "I'm having more trouble imagining you being with someone boring! Let me guess, the only interesting guy got whisked out of town at a young age?" She felt a little incredulous on Kelly's behalf, how did a gorgeous woman like her get such a raw deal? The thought of her with Damien had already crossed her mind but she fought off the desire to play matchmaker for once. She couldn't see a downside to the idea, but ultimately felt that the last thing that situation needed was interference. And talking up her friend to someone in Kelly's position seemed like selling ice to eskimos.<br><br>They wandered through the women's clothing department of Marks and Spencers, continuing to chat relaxedly as they picked out things here and there. If Cara was surprised at some of Kelly's choices, she didn't show it. It was against her nature but she did her best to offer advice gently as it seemed the best course. The whole process took a lot less time than she thought it would. Largely due to skipping certain categories of clothing that Kelly seemed happier getting by herself which Cara understood. <br><br>Eventually the bags were stashed in the back of the car. The only thing that they hadn't bought was the dress for the fundraising ball. As she started up the car, she turned to Kelly.<br>"Listen, I'll be honest, I haven't seen anything here that does you justice so I'll make you a deal. Presuming you want to come, if you convince the Damien to come, you and I shall go shopping and find something amazing for both of us. It will be my thank you gift for achieving the impossible. Well, impossible for me anyway."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 10:07:50</strong>
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				"Ah so he told you then.&nbsp; My parents died a few months back and by the time that all was said and done, I ended up selling everything off to pay the bills."&nbsp; Almost entirely true. "Pretty much, I don't know what would have happened if he'd stayed." Well, for starters, he'd still be dying and there wa no telling if they'd have stayed friends.&nbsp; Hopefully they would have." Meh. Not many guys go for the tom boys. They want the girly girls that smell like perfume or lotions.&nbsp; Soft peachy skin and lots of makeup.&nbsp; I don't think that I've ever owned more than a tube of lipstick."&nbsp; Black and for Halloween.&nbsp; "The guy was more into Star Wars and other things than sex."&nbsp; Her eyes widened. Well if she was going to lie... she'd better at least do a good job! Shit! Failure! "I mean guys." Damn. She looked away.&nbsp; Now Cara would know it was a lie! Fuck!<br><br>Kelly did buy some panties and trying on bras was a challenge.&nbsp; Those were very nasty things! She felt sorry for any of the women that had dressed up for her.&nbsp; Finally with one strapless and one regular bra, both of which the sales lady insisted that she needed, she was helped with finding the right size of panties. She got four pairs, all tiny that barely covered her mound and ass cheeks.&nbsp; She at least wanted to <em>feel</em> pretty. <br><br>Back in the car, Kelly listened to what Cara offered.&nbsp; "Alright. I'll make that deal.&nbsp; Hell, I'll offer him a blow job if I have to." She didn't know if she really would, besides, she didn’t exactly know how to give one though she was sure that she could manage.&nbsp; She knew what felt good. "What's impossible? Getting him to come? I mean…go to the fundraiser?" Her cheeks flushed again.&nbsp; "That wasn't a double entendre, it just came out wrong." <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 10:48:53</strong>
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				Cara laughed again. "Sorry dear, but that was definitely&nbsp; a double entendre. <em>Especially</em> if you didn't mean it." She wasn't going to matchmake, but did that include encouragement? Cara thought not.<br><br>"I shouldn't tell you this, it will totally destroy my carefully arranged facade of being capable of anything but this fundraising thing, it's what I do, event management and the like. Anyhow, my first real fundraiser, as the lead. Thought I could do anything. The whole thing went really well, I was convinced I was capable of anything and Damien was just out of a relationship. I set him up with someone I worked with, woman by the name of Charlotte.<br><br>Cara turned off the motorway onto the road that lead to the Manor.<br><br>"Well, they came together like..what did you say, peanut butter and vinegar? Never saw Charlotte again, I don't think Damien spoke to me for a week. He's not been to any of my parties since."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 11:11:03</strong>
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				"Well, then it is what it is, isn't it." She chuckled at Cara. The woman was funny and not nearly as uptight as Kelly had first assumed.&nbsp; Her big worries had turned out to be nothing.&nbsp; She was turning out to be a pretty good liar, much to her dismay. <br><br>The words 'shouldn't tell you this' automatically perked her ears up and made her listen closely.&nbsp; Well. That was odd. "He never told me about her. Not one word.&nbsp; I'll keep my lips zipped though. That might explain a few things."&nbsp; Maybe the stuff in the drawer? No. She doubted that Damien was that type of guy.&nbsp; <br><br>As they drew closer to the Manor, she nodded. "I'll do my best then."&nbsp; She didn't want to tell her that Damien had already agreed, and not because of the dress. It was a matter of pride and being a miracle worker.&nbsp; She liked the sound of that.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 11:52:05</strong>
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				"Ugh, it doesn't surprise me that he's not said a word about her. She seemed OK to me but once she started going out with him she turned into a massive control freak. Damien, well, I'm sure you know. He's a sweetheart, but quite ...assertive when he wants to be." It took Cara a moment to choose the word assertive. There were other words she could have picked but she wasn't without tact.<br><br>"Apparently Charlotte was looking for someone without any actual free will so things went downhill rather quickly."<br><br>Cara brought the car to a halt in front of the massive front doors of the manor, exactly where she had that morning. She smiled as Kelly promised to get Damien to the ball. "I know you will. Now, I'm afraid it's back to the grindstone for me,. Tell his Lordship that tomorrow's OK for those papers, but call me right away if he finds anything."<br>Impulsively, Cara leant over and hugged Kelly. The smile wasn't like the more defined, press-friendly smile she'd worn this morning. It was warmer, and perhaps just a touch mischievous.<br>"It's fantastic to meet you finally. I really had fun today. I don't know how long you're here for but I hope to see more of you. Heck, just give me a call if you want to get away from here for a while!" <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 12:01:57</strong>
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				Damien? Assertive? She was learning a lot about them through the mouth of someone who knew him better as an adult.&nbsp; "I know he likes his way but he's not…all that assertive. Not that I've seen. You mean bossy? He can be pretty bossy."&nbsp; She smiled, pondering what she said about Charlotte and being a control freak. <br><br>"Oh he's willful, that's for sure. He always has been. And sneaky too."&nbsp; Hmmm. Something else to ponder. <br><br>"Alright," she said with a laugh. "I will. And I'm sure that if he finds anything, he'll check it out first and then call, I don't think he'd want to scare you if it turns out to just be worded oddly."&nbsp; She hugged the woman back. "It's good to meet you too. I had fun as well."&nbsp; She got out of the car and got her things. "That sounds like fun! I'll definitely do that! Drive carefully!"&nbsp; <br><br>She walked into the house and called for Damien. "I'm back!" She pulled his card and his phone out and placed them, along with the receipt, on the kitchen counter.&nbsp; "Where are you?" <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 12:15:28</strong>
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				"Up here!" Damien was leaning against the centre of the rail that ran along the first floor landing. A person entering the house through the two massive oak doors at the front of the house would be presented with a white tiled entrance hall. The hall had a double staircase, one set of stairs on either side of the hall. The passage that connected these two stairs acted as a sort of gallery, the portraits of various men adorning the wall between the various doorways that lead to, amongst other places, the library where he'd spent most of the day. The last short while was spent pondering the portraits themselves.<br><br>He was quietly pleased at the tone of Kelly's voice. Her disposition seemed a lot better than it had been when she left. He'd felt bad about throwing her into the deep end but his trust in Cara seemed well founded, not that that surprised him much.<br><br>He smiled as Kelly came into view below. "How did it all go? Well I hope?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 12:26:11</strong>
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				She smiled and looked up, heading up the stairs with the two bags. "It went great. I put your card, the receipt, and the phone on the counter in the kitchen.&nbsp; She bent down and held up the bras.&nbsp; "I only got two because… these are torture devices. Plain and simple.&nbsp; Awful things.&nbsp; Besides, I don't have much to sag so…pfft."&nbsp; <br><br>Kelly held up her panties. "Don't know well I'll like panties…used to boxers… so I only got enough to last me half the week for laundry."&nbsp; She shoved them into his hands and then bent down.&nbsp; "Thermals. Two outfits in case we leave and…" She dug around, pulling out a black tank top with a purple sparkly butterfly across the entire front.&nbsp; She placed it over the railing and pulled off her shirt, right there in front of him, not even thinking anything about being topless…it wasn't ever something that they'd had a problem with and she wasn't considering her gender as an issue.&nbsp; <br><br>Tugging on the new shirt, she stood there with her elbows bent and her wrists up, her fingers extended as if she were displaying something on a game show. "Cute, right?"&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 12:47:05</strong>
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				In retrospect, he completely deserved that. He'd felt bad all day for throwing her into the deep end with Cara and now here he was with panties brief enough that he was easily holding several pairs in one hand, Kelly modelling a rather snug fitting tank top for him and an image freshly burned into his mind that confirmed that his fantasies of the night before were very pleasingly correct on several details.<br><br>Yet Kelly remained so charmingly blithe about the whole thing that the idea of revenge never even occurred to Damien. Oh no, this was old fashioned universal karma. Nothing else got the pulse racing quite so easily.&nbsp; Actually, not nothing. Kelly seemed to be doing quite a job as well.<br><br>"Very right. I'm glad you had fun." Damien's smile was curved a bit by the flustered state he suddenly found himself in. After a stunned moment, he handed the underwear back to Kelly. "And those are more than a little sexy."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 12:57:09</strong>
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				"You think they're sexy? Awesome.&nbsp; Maybe they'll get me laid yet." She wasn't even thinking about what she said and it wasn't necessarily about him. Though the thought did cross her mind at that moment especially with what she'd said to Cara about wondering. "Joking of course. Sort of." She wanted to know what sex felt like and if it was good…get lots of it.&nbsp; Only problem? No identity! Ha! No way to meet anyone. <br><br>She pulled up a couple of pairs of shorts and showed him those and then the green suit with a skirt.&nbsp; "High heels too. Now those are going to be fun." The look on her face said that she didn't believe her words.&nbsp; "OH! You have to see this skirt!" She pulled the black skirt out, it came mid-thigh and was tasteful, though just a touch see through.&nbsp; She unbuttoned her baggy pants. "I think that these old things can be donated to someone that can wear them," she said as she dropped her pants and stepped out of them.&nbsp; She pulled the skirt up and fastening it, though she fully realized that he'd seen her naked now, not that she cared, just not all at once.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you! I don't have to wear my man clothes that don’t fit!"&nbsp; Surprising herself in a fit of girliness, she leaned forward and hugged him and then kissed him on the cheek.&nbsp; When she pulled away, she looked at him from the corner of her eyes. "Awwwwkward… Sorry. But I do thank you. I didn't want to go overboard so I just got the essentials."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 13:14:31</strong>
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				Damien wondered about the people who'd died of sexually related heart attacks, specifically if this was how they started. He'd just started to get his pulse rate down after her changing her top, the thought of those legs of hers in heels was more than enough for him to think about. The switch, however, from the pants to miniskirt his eyes roaming her body, seeing the lovely rounded ass, her newly shaved triangle of red hair above her sex...left him with a space long enough for him to think 'my heart just stopped...oh thank god, there it goes'. <br><br>He was already blushing furiously when he felt Kelly's arms around him and his lips on his cheek. He hardly had time to return the hug when she pulled back with a hint of embarrassment. He smiled and shook his head.<br>"You're welcome. I'm thrilled you had a good day. Rated a lot better than mine anyway by the sound of things."<br><br><br><em>"Awkward..."</em>, Damien thought to himself. <em>"awkward would have been if you'd been any closer when you hugged me and discovered what an affect you've had."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 13:24:14</strong>
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				"Oh! That reminds me! Cara asked that if you found anything that you call her and let her know.&nbsp; She had something that she had to do, I think. We had fun. A lot of it.&nbsp; Er…Sorry about the girly moment.&nbsp; I can't really help them. They come in spurts and unexpectedly."&nbsp; She balled up her fist and punched him lightly in the shoulder.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm going to go pack up my man rags for donation, except for my t-shirts. I didn't bother with lingerie… There's…no one to…want to see it."&nbsp; Was she teasing him now? Slightly.&nbsp; She didn't know about him, but if the roles were reversed, she'd be macking <em>ALL</em> over Damien if he'd suddenly sprouted a pussy.&nbsp; <br><br>Bah. He liked girls that looked like Cara.&nbsp; While Kelly wasn't white trash, she wasn't nearly as refined as Cara was. Rich either.&nbsp; She was just Kelly. All she knew was that since he'd hugged her, she had the same lovely feeling in her lower abdomen that she'd had the night before.&nbsp; Perhaps it was time for further research.&nbsp; In the name of science.&nbsp; &nbsp;She gathered up the two bags and went down the stairs in the mini skirt, very carefully.&nbsp; Bounding down them was her normal thing.&nbsp; She had to act like a lady or there would be major problems with visitors.&nbsp; She didn't want to embarrass Damien. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 14:10:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your girly moments are just fine."<br>He was about to say something more when Kelly gathered up all her new purchases and headed back down the stairs. Still a little stunned, he watched Kelly saunter down the stairs and back towards her room, wondering if he should kick himself or beat his head against the railing. Stalking into the library, he carefully picked up the tome he'd been reading when Kelly returned. Closing it carefully, he returned it to the place where it had been sitting untouched for at least a number of decades and came back down the stairs. He really hated moments like this. He was used to knowing what happened next. Right now it was the thing he was least likely to be sure of.<br><br>Finding Kelly examining the contents of her old luggage, he took her hand as he pulled her to him, his lips closing with hers.<br>"You're wrong about the lingerie, I'd love to see that."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 14:22:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kelly rummaged through her male clothing, putting the things she was keeping on the bed, all shirts so far, and the things she didn't need on the floor to be bagged up.&nbsp; She had already put away her new clothing, stacked her shoes neatly in the shelves of the armoire, and had a bright smile on her face.&nbsp; <br><br>If she could get a job, then she wouldn't feel so bad. If she could contribute… But without documentation… She sighed. She was between a rock and a hard place.<br><br>She looked up as Damien grabbed her hand.&nbsp; His pulling her to him was a very welcome surprise.&nbsp; Heat surged through her loins with his nearness.&nbsp; His lips…She melted.&nbsp; He'd love to see that?&nbsp; Her arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed him again.&nbsp; "Then it's a wish for you. For now you'll have to settle without."&nbsp; Her eyes blazed as she looked up at him, hoping that she wasn't doing something that he would regret later.&nbsp; She wouldn't unless he did. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 04:15:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If asked later, Damien would admit he couldn't remember the first kiss, such were his nerves. The second though, with Kelly's arms around his neck, wasn't going to leave his memory at all. One hand slid up Kelly's back, holding her head as their lips parted, his tongue eagerly seeking out hers. The other hand slid under the newly donned tank top, his arm pressing her tighter against him.<br><br>Pushing gently, Damien guided Kelly back onto the bed until he was on all fours, straddling a thigh. Reluctantly pulling his lips away from Kelly's, he moved along her cheek to her ear, then down the side of her neck in a series of kisses and nibbles that went down as far as her collarbone. The hand cradling the back of her head gripping a little more tightly, controlling her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 04:42:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kelly would remember the kiss. Every detail of it. Not only was it her first kiss as a woman, but it was her first kiss with Damien, something that she'd half considered and half ignored in her mind for a long time.&nbsp; As a male, there had been a slight attraction, a certain level of tension.&nbsp; As a female, the tension was thicker and though it didn't occur to her to be modest with him, she had very well been tormenting him when she changed in front of him.&nbsp; <br><br>His strong arm went around her back, she was amazed at how good it felt to be in that spot.&nbsp; She stroked his tongue with hers almost greedily, enjoying the texture, taste, and feel of his tongue and mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>The feeling of his hand on her flesh made her whimper.&nbsp; She loved how responsive her entire body was. Maybe it was just Damien; she trusted him implicitly. <br><br>The bed came against her more quickly than she realized, his body loomed over hers, her thigh between his legs.&nbsp; She curled her fingers, the nails digging into the fabric of his shirt as her hips moved on their own.&nbsp; Touching and kissing were similar but the rush of heat below… there was no tingling in her balls, it was all focused deep inside of her. So deep inside.&nbsp; She moaned at the rush of heat that spread up almost to her belly button and down as far as her mid-thighs.&nbsp; She didn't even realize what he was doing, she just knew that she liked it, his hand on the back of her head and the way he was over her body… her free leg moved, the back of her knee pressing against his hip, her calf against his ass as her head turned.&nbsp; Her fingers tugged at his shirt, it suddenly was very offensive and had to go.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 11:56:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien rose up enough to help Kelly with his shirt, shrugging his way out of it and leaving it behind him on the bed. His hands returned eagerly to Kelly's torso, pushing the her tank top up impatiently as his mouth descended on one nipple, his hand massaging the other breast, fingernails grazing the stiffening nipple beneath it. His breathing was quick and ragged as his mouth alternated between nibbles and flicking licks, his hand busy now pinching and rolling the nipple is attending.<br><br>The feel of Kelly's leg curling around his hip drew a wicked smile from Damien as he looked up at Kelly, his hand coming back to keep that leg in place, fingernails sliding back up and down her raised thigh as he pushed her a little back up the bed as her moved between her legs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 12:06:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her back arched, pressing her breasts up to his lips and hand as soon as he latched on.&nbsp; <em>THAT</em> was an unexpected and most definitely welcome sensation. Kelly was as glad that he was as fired up as she was, going slow wasn't really an option at the moment so that would have been awkward if she was moving at the speed of the Energizer bunny and he at the speed of snail.&nbsp; Or turtle. <br><br>She could feel his breath on her as her hands moved over his back, grabbing at his flesh and squeezing it between her fingers and palms.&nbsp; <br><br>Her back slid across the duvet as he moved down between her legs, her hips rising immediately to press against him as she groaned from the combined assault on her hot spots and the delicious way that he trailed his nails along her thigh.&nbsp; She pushed again, whimpering as she wrapped her other leg around him and pulled him more tightly against her overheated body.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 12:33:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching down, Damien quickly opened his jeans, pushing both jeans and boxers down to his ankles and off, leaving his hot, stiff cock to fall against Kelly's inner thigh as he loomed over again. Watching her, eyes on Kelly's eyes, watching the emotion and desire bubbling through her as his hand grazed slowly over her belly, between her breasts, gently clasping her throat in one hand as his other guided the head of his cock against her clit, circling and stroking it in time with the hand against her neck the former more pressing than the latter though the latter far more controlling, his thumb stroking from the hollow of Kelly's throat to the corner of her jaw.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 12:43:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched through lust-filled eyes as he undid his jeans and pushed them down.&nbsp; She felt his erection burning against her inner thigh.&nbsp; It brought a gasp to her lips as she looked down at the bulging mass.&nbsp; That was going to fit…where?&nbsp; Oh fuck! Oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck! <br><br>"Aaaah!" she cried as his hand grasped her throat; she tensed immediately.&nbsp; Why was he doing that and why was it making her want this even more!?&nbsp; The added, intense, and simultaneous sensation of his cock rubbing over her clit…something that she'd always enjoyed doing as a male and damn if it didn't feel even better on the other end of it… made her hips rock up against him.&nbsp; The sweet way that his thumb stroked her throat made her relax under the faint pressure of his hand.&nbsp; Her pussy clenched, getting nothing but air for its efforts.&nbsp; She wanted more. She wanted all of it.<br><br>Bravely she kept her eyes locked on his and even sought to challenge him.&nbsp; "Tease!" she hissed as her hips pushed up again.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 13:07:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien tightened his grip on Kelly's throat just a fraction as she taunted him. "Oh sweetheart, I am quite definitely a tease." Damien released his cock for a moment to gently brush Kelly's clit with a circling fingernail, drawing it away the more she reacted, getting her as close as possible to a reaction before easing away each time.<br><br>The hand on Kelly's throat slid upwards, grasping her hair once more turning her head to the side, using enough strength to do so forcefully but not enough to hurt her. Leaning down, his breath was hot in her ear. As he spoke he pushed the head of his dick slowly into her.<br><br>"And you, I promise, are going to be teased over and over again. Keep in mind I'm just learning about you now. As time goes on though, it's going to be my mission to figure out how best to take you to the edge and keep you there as long as I choose to. Do you understand?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 13:32:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The grip on her throat tightened, causing her eyes to widen slightly though she didn't tense up again. Her thighs quivered against him as he teased her clit just to prove his point.&nbsp; <br><br>She took a deep breath when his hand released her throat, more out of relief than anything else though he'd not really cut her air off much at all. He turned her head to the side, she flinched just slightly but relaxed quickly.&nbsp; She loved how rough he was though she wasn't used to it. <br><br>A low groan escaped her lips as he pushed into her.&nbsp; Oh fuck! The anticipation was nowhere near as sweet as the real thing.&nbsp; Keep in mind what? Her mind reeled as she thought about the contents of his drawer and about the way he was speaking.&nbsp; She'd played many games like this with women and men online when she'd been confined to the house, caring for her parents.&nbsp; There had been little to do but for the internet.&nbsp; She nodded slowly at his words, the opportunity to actually take part in this…blew her mind.&nbsp; "I understand.&nbsp; Good Lord, Damien, when did you get kinky? You're not going to make me call you 'Master', are you?" She giggled at the thought and pushed her hips against the head of his cock.&nbsp; "Kneel at your feet, be tied to weird furniture and flogged… or is it the begging that you want to hear?"&nbsp; She giggled again.&nbsp; "Hell if I'd known you were like <em>this</em> I'd have jumped into the pond!" <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 13:50:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Maintaining a strange dance with Kelly, Damian moved so her attempts to get him to move deeper into her were thwarted, at least, most of the time. The feel of her hot and tight around him was difficult to resist and he was having trouble avoiding the temptation to sink himself into her right now. Damien laughed at the idea of Kelly leaping into the pond to fast forward to this moment, it was a response far beyond that which he'd hoped for.<br><br>"Master? No. Kneeling...only with a purpose. Tied, yes. Flogged, no. Begging..." At each response he pushed himself a little deeper into Kelly. The last came with his hand tightening in her hair, pulling her head back, her chin a little higher, by contrast his lips were gentle as they nipped and kissed her very exposed throat.<br>"As for begging, I think I want to hear you do a little of that before I let you cum. And if you are to cum at all it had better be good."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 00:41:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She'd known many times in the past that Damien could frustrate her more than anyone else had; though now she could add sexually to that nice long list that extended from not sharing the play time with a certain or specific action figure, not telling Kelly what his mother looked like naked, and a few other things that just couldn't jump out into her mind at that moment with the way that he was denying her what she wanted so badly.<br><br>Feminine gasps filled the air as he spoke and pushed into her a little more with each sentence. She felt full and that was a sensation that she wasn't used to. Hot DAMN, women got the good end of the stick. Quite literally. <br><br>Her fingers trailed down his back softly as her legs tightened around him and he pulled her head back harder as he said the word 'begging'.&nbsp; <br><br>She snorted softly. "Right. No pressure. If I cum, it'd better be a good one. I'll try…"&nbsp; Had a woman told her that before she was one, she'd have went limp on the spot.&nbsp; No pressure.&nbsp; No pressure. It did, actually, make her a little bit nervous.&nbsp; She didn't know what to expect on when it came…she'd been trashed the night before and barely remembered any of it.&nbsp; She should've kept her mouth shut.&nbsp; Her nails dug into his back harder, her goal was to distract him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 04:22:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien's mouth purred over Kelly's neck, the gentle kisses slowly being crowded out by nips that were slowly being turned into bites. Though the pressure beneath his mouth increased, Damien remained cautious, not intending to leave any marks on that lovely pale throat that would still be there by morning.<br><br>A hand caressed Kelly's ass the other moved down the centre of her body, nails grazing her skin over her belly, feeling it tremble beneath his touch.<br><br>"It's not too hard, tell me how much you want to cum, no more and no less."<br><br>As Damien spoke he slowly drew his hips back, enjoying every sensation that raced through his body until just the head remained in Kelly's slick sex once more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 04:34:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The only thing that she disliked about the way that he held his hand tightly in her hair was the fact that she couldn't kiss back.&nbsp; She couldn't return the favor and she wanted so badly to.&nbsp; Her lips could almost feel the texture of his masculine throat, though she'd never had them pressed to one before.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally he let her go and she turned her head, attacking the side of his neck with her lips and teeth though she showed no restraint or care about marks that might linger.&nbsp; Her face so close and with her lips and tongue working the skin, the feeling was indescribable.&nbsp; It made her hotter though, just touching his flesh like that.&nbsp; <br><br>Her stomach trembled as he taunted her skin.&nbsp; "I'm not talking about the begging. I'm talking about the cumming…" She giggled and then bit down on his arm, right against the bicep though she didn't do it very hard.&nbsp; Her tongue darted out to soothe the place where her teeth had dug into the skin.&nbsp; She turned her eyes toward him as she continued to lick and suck on him, the expression anxious and full of desire. Her hands slid down his back and grabbed at his ass, her shorter form having to rise off of the bed slightly to reach it as she spread her legs wider.&nbsp; Her nails dug into his flesh gently.&nbsp; "Fuck me, Damien. Please."&nbsp; She gasped the words breathlessly, wanting to feel him so deeply. She shifted her hips toward him slightly, trying to push back onto him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 06:34:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien knew precisely what Kelly was talking about, but he was too carried away with her eager, exploring mouth against his skin to respond sensibly. He groaned at the sweetness of Kelly's voice asking him to fuck her and only barely avoided cumming right there. Managing instead to take a deep, settling breath, Damien pushed his almost painfully priapic cock back into her, this time as far as he could go, holding himself there for a moment his arms wrapped tight around Kelly's slender body before building up from a slow rhythm with his hips.&nbsp;<br><br>Damien's eyes looked deep into Kelly's, his feelings for her unabashedly on display, breaking away only when kissing her made it impossible. The taste and feel of her mouth on his sending sparks through his body.&nbsp;<br><br>His arms now supported her back and ass as he started to increase his speed, feeling Kelly's body start to jolt with each thrust. A low groan ran againsthis lover's skin where Damiens face moved, starting to feel himself lose control he started to bite a little harder on the side of Kelly's neck.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 06:49:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was ecstatic when he gave her what she wanted, pushing into her as far as he could, her body stretching open to accommodate him fully. She enjoyed the way that his arms wrapped around her and she pushed her hips up against him as he pushed so slowly into her.&nbsp; <br><br>Slightly confused by what she saw in his eyes, she said nothing, her body too on fire to even consider speech as a possibility.&nbsp; She whimpered into his mouth, consumed by the passion burning so brightly inside of her. He was too much of a tease. She could only imagine how bad he could be.&nbsp; She wasn't sure that she wanted to know! Oh, yes, she did!<br><br>Her small, perky breasts shook with the increase of his speed and his sharper thrusts, a gasp left her lips as he bit down. Her fingernails dug into his back as she dragged her hands up his flesh on either side of his spine.&nbsp; "OH FUCK! Damien!" she called as she arched up against him.&nbsp; "Please! More! Harder! Oh god! <em>FUCK ME!</em>"&nbsp; Her voice was frantic as she moaned the words out, panting and gasping between sentences as if she couldn't catch her breath.&nbsp; Her face pressed against his shoulder and then turned back toward his succulent neck; licking sucking and kissing his fevered flesh as she became consumed. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 10:45:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching down, Damien hoisted Kelly's legs up higher around his waist. His quicker, harder, thrusts giving her exactly as she pleaded. Their bodies by now were slick with sweat and the taste of it between Kelly's skin and his mouth was a delight to him.<br><br>"Oh god, Kelly!"<br><br><br>The sight of Kelly writhing beneath him was too much, his head tilting back as he came, eyes shut tight, hips spasming against Kelly's. It took a long moment of bliss before he remembered breathing was a really good idea, which came in a ragged gulp.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 11:00:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned loudly as he gave her what she asked for, the lovely spot that he hit inside of her made her see stars. Her body twitched, despite the way that he pulled her legs higher, they slid back down a little against the slipperiness of his flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>Hearing her name on his lips was amazing and she was really starting to feel pressure building inside of her.&nbsp; She would have to beg him soon but the thought was so embarrassing when it was real life and not some textual depiction of a sexual act on the internet.&nbsp; And then she realized what was going on…Oh. Well. She held him as he came hard inside of her, forcing a smile and then actually smiling because her best friend had just gotten off.&nbsp; <br><br>Kelly felt oddly empty as well as suddenly aware that she needed some sort of birth control if he was going to be cumming in there… She heard his ragged intake of breath and kissed his sweaty neck.&nbsp; Ohhhhkay. What now?&nbsp; "You alright?" she asked softly of the breathless man on top of her.&nbsp; She knew that he might be embarrassed, hell, she was embarrassed for him.&nbsp; Then on the other hand, he might not care… She tried her best to look cheerful.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 13:33:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well", Damien said with a self-deprecating smirk once his head lifted again. "I've obviously told the wrong person to hold on."<br><br>Lowering himself down, he pulled Kelly into his arms, moving them onto their sides as their lips met once more, this time. "I'm fine, wonderful in fact. On the other hand, I was hoping you'd find your first...um, experience a little more fulfilling." While Damian meant what he said, he was downplaying it to a small fraction of how he felt. He wasn't sure if he was more furious or surprised at himself. The brave face Kelly was putting on it just making his heart sink that little bit more. She deserved a lot better than that.<br><br>In fact, the only saving grace he could think of was his certainty that he would be ready to go again very soon, but, he mused, how Kelly felt on the matter was a different thing entirely.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 01:08:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled. "It's alright. I'm not mad." A little disappointed but not angry. Besides, most girls said that their first time was awkward, why should it be any different for her? At least she hadn't had a blasted cherry to contend with.&nbsp; <br><br>Kelly kissed him as he rolled them over, returning the gesture with a smile.&nbsp; "It's okay. Really. I can't say that I've never had the same issue."&nbsp; Once or twice, when the girl was <em>really</em> hot.&nbsp; She doubted that was the case this time though. She also knew how embarrassing it was. <br><br>Unsure of whether or not he was done for the night, physically or because he didn't want to go again, she didn't try to get him hard again. She didn’t want to look selfish.&nbsp; Her body was so worked up… surely it would cool off. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 03:50:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien was relieved at Kelly's response, it was better than he'd hoped for. Though, if Kelly was going to giggle like that he was going to have to be very careful about what he did around her to trigger it. Damien smiled in response, in spite of himself.&nbsp; After a moment, it occurred to Damien that she had no idea of how disarming it was. The smile broadened between long, slow kisses before Kelly spoke. <br><br>"Of course, you have a unique perspective on all this. How does it feel for you now?" He knew how it felt for him, getting his breath back, he could still feel Kelly's hard nipples against him and the feel and taste of those lips were sending him straight back to where he was before. His erection pressing against them their bodies shifted, Damien drawing Kelly's thigh over his hip. Looking for signs that she wanted to continue before going any further.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 04:00:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				What did he mean, how did it feel now? She felt like climbing the walls.&nbsp; "Depends on what you're talking about. If you mean how do I really feel about it, on this end, I'm kind of frustrated because I wanted to cum…but I'm not mad or frustrated with <em>you</em>.&nbsp; I certainly don't hate you or anything.&nbsp; I had a girl leave and tell her friends that I was a lousy lay…had to bang her friend to prove her wrong…" She smirked. <br><br>She could feel him hardening against her again. "Never recovered quite that quickly before after one though. You've got me beat there."&nbsp; She pushed her body against him and kissed him furiously before rolling over on top of him.&nbsp; She smirked as she grabbed his hands and held them down above his head.&nbsp; She wondered how he'd react to that.&nbsp; Assertive, Cara had called it…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 05:18:24</strong>
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				Damien was asking about how different it felt having sex as a woman, but any attempt to correct his question was lost as their mouths connected once more and Kelly pushed him onto his back. Damien the low growl that came from the end of extended passionate kiss turned into a laugh of surprise as Kelly got his hands pinned over his head, the cheeky smirk on Kelly's lips was the one he'd known all their lives and it enchanted him even more.<br><br>The&nbsp; turnabout was new to him though, he wasn't sure he could remember anyone he'd taken to bed who'd tried this with him. He gave a gentle struggle beneath her, letting Kelly have a moment on top while he got a feel for how much strength he would need to reverse the situation.<br><br>"My dear, are certain that this was a good plan?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 05:39:38</strong>
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				She laughed when he struggled, her eyes showing her delight. "So that's how that feels." She chuckled and then nodded at his question vaguely. "Well. No. Not certain. Hoping. It all depends on if you flip me back over and return the favor or if you dump me in the floor and walk off in a huff."&nbsp; <br><br>Hoping more for the former instead of the latter, she rubbed her wetness and his cum against the underside of his fucktube.&nbsp; "And hopefully I can keep you interested in doing the first thing on that list and erase the possibility of the second entirely from your mind. <br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 06:49:32</strong>
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				A wicked grin on his lips, Damien obligingly shifted himself out from underneath Kelly, pushing from one side and rising up on the other before twisting around and clambering over her. Keeping hold of the hand on the side he rose up on, Damien pulled Kelly's arm behind her back as he loomed above once more. Reaching forward, he took Kelly's other arm, pulling it behind her until he had her wrists crossed, holding them fast with one hand. Damien's free hand rubbed Kelly's ass in slow firm circles, his fingertips dipping lower and closer to grazing her wet pussy lips with each pass.<br><br>"I'm afraid getting me to walk off in a huff requires a completely different set of actions. That's not to say I don't think your actions don't deserve a response."<br><br>As he spoke he quickly spanked both ass cheeks once, more sound and sting than power before he resumed rubbing those teasing circles, moving closer now, his hard cock now pressed against her thigh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 07:02:44</strong>
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				The wicked grin made her wonder for a second about what he was going to do.&nbsp; She found out very quickly.&nbsp; She knew that he wouldn't hurt her but there was that small part of her that reminded her brain that she didn't know him as well as she used to and that nine years was a long time for people, especially during the years that defined who they were as people.&nbsp; She knew that if he'd wanted to hurt her, he'd had ample opportunity to do so. <br><br>Kelly giggled as he pulled her arm being her and then the other.&nbsp; He was being a tease again, he hadn't been joking about that, not that she'd ever thought that he had.&nbsp; He was just proving it more and more and she found it delightful in on one side of the coin but on the other it was infuriating. <br><br>She squealed as he spanked her, still giggling between the sharp sounds and lifted her ass against the blows. She didn't know what to say…She had a lot of questions for him but those could wait.&nbsp; "Oh so I've been a bad girl, then?" She turned her head and craned her neck so that she could look at him. She lifted her ass higher as his teasing circles got closer and closer to what she'd much rather him be touching.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 07:33:44</strong>
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				Pushing himself forward for a moment, he brought his head around to kiss Kelly's mouth his free hand stroking her throat gently as their tongue swirled over each other. The hand moved down slowly, pinching a nipple as they kissed, moving down further delighting in the feel of the brief reddish triangle of hair as his fingers slipped down a little further, finding and circling Kelly's clit. <br><br>"Oh I do hope so, bad girls are so much more fun, don't you think?"<br><br>Keeping her wrists pinned behind her in spite of any movement, Damien increased the pressure and speed of his fingers against Kelly's blood engorged pleasure centre. Alternating between circles and gently drumming his fingers against it. As he continued to tease her, Damien shifted himself so he knelt between Kelly's legs, widening his stance and forcing her legs out further as he did. His pubic region pressed against her ass as his cock pressed up against her lips from behind.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 08:00:06</strong>
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				She couldn’t lean back against him, not with the awkward angle that her arms were held at, awkward because she wasn't used to it.&nbsp; Not that she was quite used to anything that was happening on that bed. All she knew was that it was brilliant.&nbsp; She kissed him back hungrily, wanting more of him and not minding the way that he held her one bit. <br><br>Another giggled passed her lips at his comment. "I always thought so," she gasped out as he rubbed her clit. She bucked and twitched, twisting her hips and trying to reach his cock with her fingertips.&nbsp; She whimpered as he pushed her legs further apart.&nbsp; Her fires engulfed more, the flames reaching as high as her breasts, as he rubbed against her, causing her to wiggle more, wanting him inside of her again.&nbsp; <br><br>"But don't good girls usually get what they want? Now there's a debatable topic. Either way, I'm a girl that wants your dick in my wet fucking pussy!" She'd always loved dirty talk and hoped he didn’t mind it.&nbsp; She had a feeling he wouldn't…somehow… she giggled again as she pushed against him. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 08:49:56</strong>
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				Damien guided Kelly, bowing her down from her kneeling position until her face was pressed against the bed, the way he craned over her pushing his hips harder against an ass that was now higher than her head. His free hand reached down between her legs to give her clit an additional tweak before guiding himself deep into her, rocking his hips slowly back and forth. <br><br>"My sweet little slut, good or bad, I believe you've earned a good fucking."<br>Controlling Kelly with one hand still holding her wrists together and the other on her hip, Damien started more forcefully this time. His hips quickly picked up the pace and started to slap against Kelly's lovely rounded ass, revelling in the feeling of her tight, slick pussy wrapped around him as he moved in her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 08:59:18</strong>
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				Her giggles were cut off as he guided her down, pressing her face against the mattress. She shuddered as he tweaked her clit and it deepened as he pushed into her.&nbsp; "Mmm thank you."&nbsp; She wanted to say finally but she didn't think that would've gone over too well. <br><br>She pushed back against him, his thrusts slow and steady. She met him stroke for stroke, not intending to let him say she was a lousy lay.&nbsp; She knew what she had liked as a male and she had a feeling that he was going to enjoy her inside information. <br><br>Kelly squeaked. "Hey! Nothing that I did with my old body counts toward the usage of this one! You're the first on this bus and ohhh fuuuck…For all that matters….I'm just a…virgin who has knowledge…"&nbsp; Her legs spread further apart so she could let him in deeper.&nbsp; Kelly gasped. "Not a slut! OH! GOD!" His cock hit her furthest wall and she saw stars. If he kept going like that, she wasn't going to last long. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 09:25:50</strong>
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				Every sense in Damien enjoyed Kelly moving in sync with him. The sight and feel of her body and the sound of Kelly's protests collapsing around pre-orgasmic sensations that were running through her. Keeping the tempo where it was, he could feel his grip tighten on Kelly's wrists and hip, his body close to cumming again though this time, he suspected, he was nowhere near as close as Kelly was.<br><br>Though he was tempted to point out the most important word to him in what he said was "My", he was a little too beyond words to be certain he'd be understood and was more certain that Kelly was about to be a lot further gone than that. His earlier mistimed orgasm was a blessing in disguise in a way, he loved being able to see his partner cum and he suspected that was what was just about to happen.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 09:32:57</strong>
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				Kelly kept pushing back against him, feeling lightheaded and as if she weren't getting enough air with how hard she was breathing. Or perhaps getting too much.&nbsp; She didn't care. She didn't give a fuck about anything at that moment but for the dick that was inside of her and the man attached to it.&nbsp; Them and the bed. That was <em>it</em>. <br><br>She stiffened quickly, resolutely refusing to beg the first time and with how things had gone, she just couldn't get the words out of her mouth.&nbsp; Being so close and then it going away…and the rebuild… She shook hard as her body tensed and then released, sling-shotting her through bliss, oblivion, and relativity.&nbsp; She groaned loudly and then cried out at the top of her lungs, her body curling forward as her hips started shoving back against him, hard, without thinking, just feeling and hearing the steady and beautiful slap, slap, slap of wet skin colliding.&nbsp; She started chanting something, though it wasn't very loud at all.&nbsp; If he leaned over he might hear it, she didn't even know if she was actually speaking.&nbsp; "Cum for me, please. Cum for me, Damien, please. Please."&nbsp; She wanted him to blow again, to feel so very good. So fucking good.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 09:58:28</strong>
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				Insofar as Damien could think at this point, the only words he could get out would be "Wow, she's even more beautiful" as he watched Kelly surrender to her orgasm. Her flushed skin and her parted, whimpering, whispering lips were more than he could handle again, especially once he'd realised his name was one of the words falling from her mouth. Arching his back, his body rigid, hips spasming as he came again with a loud groan, feeling himself release into Kelly once again.<br><br>Panting, he let go of Kelly's wrists, pulling her into his arms once she'd started to come down. Turning her about so they were face to face on their sides once more, Damien gently kissed and caressed her, making sure he hadn't accidentally hurt her at some point, making doubly sure that she felt nothing less than safe, cherished and ecstatic as she started to come down from her sexual high.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 10:08:12</strong>
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				Kelly moaned against the bedcovers as she felt him release into her again, the sounds seemed to reach her ears slowly but the way that his cock shuddered and stretched against an already stuffed full opening…for the second time…was unmistakable.&nbsp; She felt tender and abused, but in a way that she liked.&nbsp; More than liked.&nbsp; <br><br>She collapsed with him, facing him and moving forward to kiss him, her fingers pressed against his cheeks gently.&nbsp; She didn't know what to say, there were many things but she wasn't letting sex and a wonderful orgasm cloud her mind.&nbsp; "I think…I like being a girl better." She laughed and moved closer so that she could kiss his neck, one of her favorite parts of his body for some reason, though she didn't know why. <br><br>Her arm wrapped over him and rubbed up and down his spine.&nbsp; She grinned. "That was amazing," she whispered, searching his eyes.&nbsp; She knew that he'd enjoyed it. There was no hiding when a man enjoyed something, it just didn't happen. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 12:35:21</strong>
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				Damien smiled and purred as he felt her mouth descend on his neck, his hand stroking the back of her head, less controlling than before, now more soothing. "You did seem to enjoy being on that side of the experience." Gently pressing his lips against Kelly's forehead, he let her settle in his arms. <br><br>His smile broadened, even as it softened. The tips of their noses touching as he murmured.&nbsp; "I'm glad you liked it. I'd like to call it a good start. If you want, that is. I'm not just talking about having someone to play with..." The tone of his voice was tentative. Just asking this was pushing his heart into his throat. If asked, he'd confess that this was the first time he'd asked anything this serious of, well, anyone.&nbsp; On the other hand, the thought of not being with Kelly wasn't one he wanted to deal with.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 13:01:24</strong>
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				She could tell that he was satisfied, not just in a sexual way. He seemed languid and calm; so very cuddly.&nbsp; She rather liked seeing that side of him. Happily, she returned that stance and was equally cuddly herself.&nbsp; She'd always liked a good snuggle after sex, even if some women thought that it had made her weak, as a male of course.&nbsp; How could one not want to cuddle the beautiful creature that had just taken a part of them into their womb? It just hadn't ever made sense to jump up and run - unless her father or boyfriend were on his heels and that had only happened once.&nbsp; She didn't know if it was habit for her or if it was just that it was Damien's arms that she wanted to be in.<br><br>His request wasn't something that she was just going to scoff at and brush to the side, it was just that up until a few days before, they'd had the same tackle and it was slightly disconcerting, this dealing with emotions and attractions that hadn't really been an option before.&nbsp; Seeing Damien in an entirely new light and their disrupted and long distance relationship was swiftly hurtling toward the unknown, the dreaded, and the potentially amazing. <br><br>"I don't want to be a plaything, not really, but I don't want to rush into anything and hurt…us…our friendship.&nbsp; I'd really like to let it just take its natural course and see what happens.&nbsp; I care for you so much, I always have, and now…there's new levels that it can go to…though…I can't say that I've not always been attracted to you on some way or on some level, it just wasn't an option before.&nbsp; I'm not going to whine about how different the world looks or any of that.&nbsp; I'm not going to whine about my fears, either.&nbsp; But at the same time, I'm not going to push you away and tell you that you're not what I want. I don't think that I could live with myself if I lied to you like that.&nbsp; But before we get in too deep, we have to get to know each other again.&nbsp; Email is one thing, but face to face; that's an entirely different thing.&nbsp; I have to admit that telling you that I was dying was one of the hardest things that I've ever had to do and then when you offered to let me stay and not to have to go to the hospital…that meant more than I could possibly put into words." <br><br>She shut up right then and there before she dug herself a hole that she had no hope of getting out of. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 10:48:22</strong>
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				Damien's eyes followed Kelly's the entire time she spoke. The more she did, the more relaxed his smile became.&nbsp; Everything he really needed to hear was in the first sentence, but he was desperate to know what she thought was happy to let her talk, even if it became apparent after a while that she was starting to try to fit too much into the one idea.<br><br>"Wow, I do believe you didn't stop for breath once." he grinned. "You're right, we do need to take this slowly. I guess I didn't want you to doubt which way I want this to go and I wanted to know you felt the same way. At least, I wanted to hear you say it. I know I've been fond of you since we were young. It's hard not to feel strongly about someone who keeps you from getting pummelled on a regular basis.&nbsp; I still remember the first time you stopped...what's his name...Peterson from beating me up. I still remember looking at you afterwards and wondering what I'd done to deserve you, never quite figured it out either. Anyway, when you told me what your plans were, the thought of you by yourself in a hospital was intolerable. Not that alone would have been an option for you, mind."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 11:15:04</strong>
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				"Bah. That just proves that I'm really a woman, doesn't it?" She shrugged casually, with a mischievous smirk on her lips.&nbsp; She really wanted to take the serious edge off of things before she started crying. She'd cried for hours on the plane, knowing that the inevitable was coming. She'd noticed his smile fading but she couldn't stop the words. <br><br>There was so much plaguing her mind that she wanted to scream.&nbsp; She needed to deal with it and let it go before it consumed her.&nbsp; She was a woman now.&nbsp; There was little that she could really do but let the past go, even if that meant everything that she'd held dear. Her parents were gone. She had no choice but to start over now.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd always been so sure of herself, of how things were, and now…she wasn't. There was only one way to be sure of herself and that was to figure herself out.&nbsp; But what did he mean fond of? Had Damien been attracted when they were both males? There was so much gray area there on how things could be interpreted. <br><br>"You were a nice guy and my dad taught me to stand up to bullies. I didn't like seeing you picked on and hell, I wasn't all that great. I enjoyed beating his ass.&nbsp; Dude. Does this make me gay?" she asked it seriously and then snuggled up to him. It was getting too serious, too quickly. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 11:49:52</strong>
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				Laughing, Damien stroked Kelly's hair as he let her get more comfortable in his arms. She was welcome to get as comfortable as she liked. The feel of her body against his was a delight he was quickly needing more than wanting. "Well, you raised that point earlier, personally I don't think it matters one way or the other, so long as you're getting what you need out of it."<br><br>That was easy for him to say, but he'd have to admit he wasn't sure what how he'd handle things if Kelly woke up the next morning as a he. He knew he'd try his best, but whether that would be enough, or even the right thing to do, was a different matter entirely.<br><br>"As for not being that great, try and see it from my perspective. Until we met, my life at school consisted of reading, hiding, reading whilst hiding or getting beaten up because my ability to hide wasn't as good as I thought. You come along, and all of a sudden, I don't need to hide. Kids like Peterson knew that if you weren't around, you soon would be. So maybe I had a little hero worship thing going. It's to be expected I think. The best part was that you wanted to be my friend too! Not many kids wanted that. Sure, we had our arguments but I'd be more concerned if we had none."<br><br>Damien placed a line of kisses across Kelly's forehead.<br><br>"Besides, you got me out of the house, which my parents approved of, and which also helped me rather a lot later on."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 12:07:16</strong>
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				"What about you? Are you getting what you need out of it?" She looked up at him with her inquisitive green eyes, hoping that he was.&nbsp; She liked the way that he was so warm, he seemed like a veritable heater.&nbsp; She noticed that she was much colder as a female than she'd been as a male and wondered about that. <br><br>A wry smile crossed her lips.&nbsp; "And now you're the bigger one and I'm the one that needs protection.&nbsp; It's funny how things have changed, isn't it. Only no one is beating my ass, it still needs majorly covered."&nbsp; She pushed the negative thoughts and dread out of her mind and kissed his neck and the edge of his jaw.&nbsp; She really liked that part on him. It was a very sexy spot and very kissable. <br><br>She couldn't think of another person that she'd rather be in such a predicament with.&nbsp; "Speaking of later on…Mr. Has-a-ball-gag-in-the-bedside-drawer… what's up with that? When did you go from the boy that giggled at the word titty to having such naughty things and making girls beg?"&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 12:45:31</strong>
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				Damien was surprised by the question. Was he? His expression seemed uncertain whether to be serious or elated. He felt like he was floating. Looking back into those mossy green eyes, the smile became broader. "I'm most definitely getting what I need, and a lot more besides."<br><br>Tilting his head back, he held the nape of Kelly's neck gently pressing to encourage her to kiss him more. When she admitted to knowing the contents of his bedside drawer his eyes suddenly flickered open with surprise, only to close again in senseless mirth when she said 'titty'.<br><br>"Oh come on, titty is a funny word. You know it's true. As for the ball gag, I'm shocked that you peeked in my bedside drawer, and relieved you didn't run screaming from the house on seeing it. Not that that excuses you from being naughty." he added with a certain playfulness.<br>"To be honest, I think I'd always been into the idea. My favourite shows as a kid invariably had some poor girl being grabbed and tied up. Though I think feeling that I was odd just added to the shyness when I was younger. I spent a while not being able to articulate it, or even say it out loud until after we moved here. After a bit of online research (yes, that's what I'm calling it, shush), I discovered I wasn't quite so alone in my oddness I guess."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 12:59:19</strong>
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				"Good, then. I'm glad.&nbsp; I've never been a one-sided type of person and I'm not about to start now."&nbsp; She smirked and nipped at his neck playfully though she felt like she had dragons inside of her stomach. She would have greatly and gladly welcomed butterflies. <br><br>She gladly kissed his neck more when he pressed against her neck. She took that as a good sign of the desire for her to continue.&nbsp; She was ready to push him over on his back and take full advantage of his neck but for the fact that she'd have to straddle him to do it and she didn't want to get him messy. <br><br>"So it's a funny word," Kelly said with a grin. She'd concede that point. "Drawer was half open, it was an invitation to peek." She deviously sucked hard on his neck, just beside his Adam's apple. "And why would I run screaming? I used to write about that sort of thing, I've just never actually done it." <br><br>Her lips twitched when he mentioned online research, she was just about to interrupt him and tell him that it was porn and wanking, not research but she just giggled instead. "You're definitely not alone, but it's not something that I expected of you, honestly." She wasn't sure what she expected from him, but that certainly wasn't it.&nbsp; "I held a girl down once because she liked it, but nothing really rough and the stuff I wrote about was with female dominants... usually." <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 13:54:17</strong>
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				The harder Kelly worked on his neck, the more his fingers tightened against her scalp. It was an important little discovery when he first brought her back onto the bed and one he was grateful to discover. "Let's just say I've had...potential partners who've done variants on the run screaming theme. I think the worst was the one who I'd starting dating when we walked past a fetish clothing shop. Her response to the shop window was...well, suffice to say that date was the last, anyhow. It reminded me of the need to be discriminating about who I went out with. I think I was overdiscriminating in high school, I kind of loosened up in college. Wound up being a bit of a late bloomer as a result, I guess."<br><br>As he explored his kinks, he'd wound up playing online too. The thought briefly flickered through his head that they may have been playing in the same places. "Dommes? Actually I'm not sure if I'm surprised or not. It makes sense in some ways. If my assumptions are right about how much you gave of yourself to take care of your parents, giving yourself up to someone else's care and control can definitely have its appeal." He refrained from telling her that she'd already met a Domme since she'd arrived here. There was so much to discuss and explore that outing Cara seemed like a good way to overload Kelly, which was something he wanted to avoid like the plague.<br><br>As Damien said "care and control" he pulled just a little on Kelly's hair, disengaging her lips from his neck for just a moment. The sound of her whimper the first time he'd done it that afternoon had instantly made him hard. Speaking of which, their conversation topic and the attention he was giving to her neck had made him hard once again. Though while he wasn't going to hide the fact from her, he was aware she might be feeling a little sore. As a result he was more than happy to continue as they were, not trying to take it any farther unless Kelly instigated it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>13-03-2010, 08:15:55</strong>
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				"Well that sucks. I'm sorry to hear that.&nbsp; It can't have been good for your ego.&nbsp; Different strokes for different folks.&nbsp; I'm not going to run screaming. If you scare me, I'll tell you."&nbsp; She nodded. "Not everyone is into those sorts of things, most don't understand them.&nbsp; I do to a point, but I've never been involved in anything that even really hits on that, granted, I don't know how deeply involved you're into those things or if you just like a little slap and tickle."<br><br>As he seemed to consider what she'd said, she thought it best to explain a little. "I don't know if I've played with any actual Dommes, it was all text based, written fiction. Erotic and sexual role playing."&nbsp; She nodded. "That actually makes sense. I mean, I played the dominant now and then but usually not. I craved the other end of the spectrum more." She whimpered at the way that he pulled on her hair, blushing slightly that she was actually admitting to that in real life, to the best friend that she'd ever had. Regardless of his own interests, it was still rather embarrassing.&nbsp; She loved the way that he tugged on her hair that way, though she wasn't entirely sure why.&nbsp; It was arousing but it was also very possessive. She liked possessive to a point.&nbsp; There was good possessive and bad possessive.&nbsp; <br><br>She could tell that he was hard again but she didn't know if she was up for another round.&nbsp; Maybe he'd let it go down or he'd want her to give him head.&nbsp; That idea was an appealing one, she knew how they felt and she wanted to try it for more than just a few seconds.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 12:35:10</strong>
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				Damien's nose scrunched up dismissively. "It's OK, I'd much rather not get to the second date with someone who isn't going to even contemplate things I like than get that far and really give them reason to run screaming. As for how deep I'm into this...", Damien shrugged. "I expect you will have your own life, your own plans. So it's not like I'm planning on having you collared, kneeling and naked at the front door when I come home from work. Not that having you swanning about the house in just lingerie and heels on a regular basis doesn't have its appeal though." He added with an impish grin.<br><br>"It's strange actually, I've never actually roleplayed before. I've talked about it, I've never really been with someone who had wanted to do it." The idea obviously piqued his interest, but again, he wasn't in a hurry to do everything at once. All his plans for Kelly were far more long term.&nbsp; Looking beyond her at the darkening pinkish sky behind her shoulder, Damien realised that evening had snuck up on them. He noticed how much darker the room had become when he looked down and all he could focus on clearly was Kelly's wide green eyes. Kissing her on the lips gently just as his grip on her hair loosened, he asked "How are you feeling? Hungry? I would suggest that if we are going to keep doing this, we may need to eat at some point."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 13:03:16</strong>
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				"That's a good point that you have there." She smirked at him as he spoke, understanding what he meant.&nbsp; Laughter bubbled up from her throat. "What's that Gorean concepts don't appeal to you? Good.&nbsp; Anyone who would live their life by science fiction books is a little wacked out, though the idea of a collar is always one that draws the chicks in, whether it's giving or receiving."&nbsp; Another laugh came from her throat. "You keep talking about lingerie, and I don't have any so you're going to have to settle for nudity."&nbsp; She winked. "Heels I've got though."&nbsp; She leaned up, licked, and then sucked on his bottom lip quickly.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's not live role play, it's completely textual.&nbsp; Though the thought of live and playing a nurse or something is always fun." Her lips twitched but she droped the topic as he seemed to be interested in the outdoors. <br><br>"I'm hungry, and that sounds like a good idea." She smiled and snuggled up to him, more closely. "But that unfortunately requires moving. I rather like where I'm at."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 13:33:49</strong>
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				"Well, I do have a collar floating here somewhere, though the idea of it being a symbol of a relationship...Well, it works for some people, heck I've met some for whom it works rather well. I'm more flexible on the topic I guess. As for lingerie on the other hand, don't think for a second that I won't be taking you shopping at some point." Damien's voice was full of enthusiasm. "I'm sure you got whatever you needed today. This trip will be strictly for fun. I hope you'll enjoy yourself too of course." he added with a wink.<br><br>Sighing, the rest of his mouth fell onto Kelly's as she sucked on his lower lip. His tongue darting over hers again, arms closing tighter around her slender frame.<br><br>"I gathered that your previous forays were online, but, well, they don't have to be, should the desire strike."<br><br>Damien's hands roamed over Kelly's body gently as she resettled in his arms, guiding her limbs were they might lie more comfortably once they were still again. Happily gazing into eyes that were placed just where a face might comfortably settle against a neck, Damien murmured "and I rather like where you're at too. Couldn't think of a better place, in fact."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 14:11:43</strong>
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				Her eyes widened and she shook her head quickly. "That's not what I meant!" she squeaked the words and buried her face in her hands.&nbsp; She hadn't meant that <em>she</em> wanted a collar.&nbsp; "I meant generally speaking."&nbsp; Her face was as read as a tomato, she was sure. <br><br>If it was a relationship, it was different. She understood the male need to buy pretty things for girls, hell, he hadn't shucked out hundreds of dollars for nothing on a tuxedo and part of the rent for a limo for prom for nothing! Hell no! It was all about getting laid! Which had happened, thank God. All that money would have been wasted for nothing… Well, sort of.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alright. Things are a little different now…so it's not the same. I don't feel like it's charity if you're using the word relationship."&nbsp; She blushed again but loved the kiss, moaning into it and cuddling into his arms. <br><br>Was he saying…? He was! She giggled and buried her face against his chest. "Okay," came her muffled reply. <br><br>She lifted her head after a moment and looked at him. "Good. Then we'll stay like this for a minute? I don't think that my legs are ready for walking after that…"&nbsp; But they did need to do something about dinner… She sighed after a few moments. "I'm going to go clean up. What do you want to eat?" Begrudgingly, she pushed up into a sitting position and hurried to the bathroom.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 18:18:27</strong>
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				Damien was of a similar mind. As much as he liked having Kelly like this, he knew they'd be hungry soon. Letting his fingertips trail off her as she adeptly retreated to the bathroom, Damien got up with a certain aching sensation working its way through his body. A rather pleasant one that he'd not felt in a while. Returning from his room in a thick, red satin-quilted robe, he stumbled into the kitchen and pulled out some of the leftover stew he'd made from the night before and started heating it up in a pan.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 19:24:30</strong>
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				After cleaning up, she tiptoed to the kitchen. Seeing that he was wearing a robe, she went back to her room and pulled on one of her now oversized t-shirts and and slipped back to the kitchen, a smile on her face.&nbsp; She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around him, her hand sneaking inside his robe to rub his stomach as her cheek pressed against his back.&nbsp; <br><br>"Mmm. Leftovers. I like repeats when it was good the first time."&nbsp; She left the double entendre hang in the air as her fingers glided around his belly button.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 04:17:06</strong>
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				A contented smile spread across Damien's face as he heard Kelly padding into the room. Leaning back gently against her as she snuggled up behind him, he happily let the robe he was wearing fall open enough for her hand to explore wherever it wanted. The already wide smile turned into a chuckle after she spoke.<br><br>"I'm happy that you like my cooking and you haven't even had desert yet. I think I need to hang on to you."<br><br>Reaching back, the hand that wasn't stirring their dinner wrapped around behind Kelly, fingers slipping up underneath the oversized t-shirt to squeeze her lovely rounded bottom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 06:56:54</strong>
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				Her hand splayed over his taut flesh. "Oh…I've had desert and I enjoyed it greatly." Her voice same out huskily, satisfied, and very suggestive. Even as a male, she'd been very affectionate and a very loving person with the right people.&nbsp; Damien was someone that she'd always held dear to her heart and she wanted to show him that. <br><br>A giggle worked its way past her lips as he squeezed her bottom and she pressed herself against his firmly. It amused her that just days ago if she'd done that, he'd have had a hard surprise settled between his ass cheeks instead of a flat belly and the top of her mons. <br><br>The lovely and sneaky idea of getting on her knees in front of him as he cooked passed her mind but he was probably tender and spent. It was an idea that she'd save for later, though she didn't want him to think that she was all about sex or a nympho, no matter how much he might enjoy the spoils.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh. Don't forget to call Cara, she's probably having kittens by now. This fundraiser seems to be very important to her."&nbsp; She kissed his shoulder and moved away, deciding that desert was actually a good idea. She picked out two apples, nectarines, bananas, and kiwi fruit that she found in the bowl and carried them to the sink to wash.&nbsp; "Does fruit salad sound good to you?" she asked before she started cutting the fruit up. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 15:32:59</strong>
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				Damien purred as he felt Kelly's hand wander further under his robe. "Mind what you're doing, I'd hate for there to be an accident here, especially given I'm likely to be the sufferer." As much as he was enjoying the way she was touching him, the words 'spitting oil' and 'suddenly exposed erection' floated through his mind in a very cautionary fashion. <br><br>The suggestion of fruit salad, on the other hand, was well received. Thanking Kelly for the reminder to call Cara, he started dishing up dinner and quickly sent off a text message to Cara's phone, suggesting they meet up the next day to discuss matters. The contract looked OK with the exception of one <em>but</em>, and that needed discussing. Joining Kelly at the table with dinner and a couple of glasses of wine, he suddenly found himself close enough to Kelly for their legs to brush, much closer than they had been the last time they had dinner here. It was relaxed and exactly what he'd wanted for longer than he'd realised. He couldn't get the smile off his face.<br><br>"I don't know how you feel but there's a chance I may be heading into town tomorrow. I think Cara may want to meet up and discuss the contract."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 10:54:06</strong>
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				The way that he spoke of an accident gave her delightfully funny but rather painful mental images should they be borne of the actual circumstances.&nbsp; She didn't want that to happen at all. "Alright. I'll be good."&nbsp; <br><br>As she cut up the fruit and tossed it in a bowl, not a traditional fruit salad but she didn't know if he liked mayonnaise or whipped cream in his so fruit would have to do. Besides, it was far healthier than adding either of those things if it was only the fruit.&nbsp; She nodded when he thanked her and finished up her task quickly.&nbsp; She didn't know how many times she'd cut up fruit for her parents' jello, so that they could get better nutrition. Canned stuff wasn't what she'd wanted to feed them. <br><br>She took the bowl and two others over to the table and joined him, smiling at the fact that he was so close to her.&nbsp; She saw that he was smiling and found it infectious - her own lips curling into an expression that matched his. <br><br>"Oh? Are you letting me know or inviting me to come with? I don't want to assume and if you need me to stay here, I'll be sure to stay away from waterfalls." She chuckled and started spooning the fruit into the smaller bowls. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 14:56:25</strong>
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				Letting his calf brush idly against Kelly's, he shook his head, making sure he wasn't speaking with his mouth full.<br><br>"Sorry, it was me that was assuming. You are welcome to do as you wish. On the one hand, I don't know how long Cara and I will be in professional mode. It might be a few minutes, it might be a few hours. If you wanted a day to relax or, I don't know, explore the place, you're welcome to. On the other, I'm sure Cara would be happy to see you, Maiden Falls is a lovely town to waste time in if you should feel so inclined. Ultimately though, it's up to you. Whatever will make you happier is fine with me."<br><br>Damien couldn't help adding. "So long as you don't go falling off any waterfalls, of course." Taking the offered bowl of desert from Kelly he enjoyed a piece of kiwi fruit and some peach before shrugging his shoulders. "I wish, actually, that I had a few things spare here like a car, or a mobile, so you had a certain degree of independence." He was certain that that was going to have to be sorted out over time. He knew that the longer she stayed here like a guest the more it would grate on the spirit he knew she possessed. Alternatively, treating her like she was a permanent resident before she'd been here more than a few days was just another way of grating on that same spirit. The best he thought he could do was get an idea of her comfort level and act accordingly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 16:02:15</strong>
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				The biggest problem that she had was that she didn't want to be in the way.&nbsp; If they stayed in 'professional' mode all day then she would be undoubtedly bored and wouldn't do them any good with that energy.&nbsp; They would feel rushed or, even worse, resent her presence.&nbsp; However, at the same time, if she roamed the city she could get lost, there was no telling what could happen and she had no identification papers…yet again that bit her in the ass.&nbsp; Going off on her own wasn't quite the adventure that she was up to in the face of such folly… It would be too easy for her own foolishness and lack of knowledge of the area and customs for her to land in a tight spot. <br><br>On the flip side, and just as morose still, being in that grand, and frankly creepy, home by herself was not something that she wanted to do.&nbsp; However, there at least had to be television to watch if nothing else. <br><br>"Car would do little good without a license to drive it," she said with a sigh but kissed his cheek for the offer. She just felt compelled, almost as if it were ingrained in her girly DNA to do so. Never had 'he' made a habit of kissing men on the cheek. <br><br>"I don't want to impose on you and Cara, and as you've said, who knows how long it'll take.&nbsp; So instead, I think that I'll stay here, pray that the boogeyman doesn't get me, watch some television, and cook dinner.&nbsp; Please give my apologies to Cara, but…the business stuff should be handled without me moping around bored."&nbsp; She smiled and speared a piece of apple with her fork. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 11:41:27</strong>
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				Damien's face showed the vaguest hint of unease for a moment. The two options he made for Kelly were not ones he'd normally offering as a good host, but Cara did need his help and Kelly was being awfully sweet about the whole thing. In a way, he was secretly glad she'd chosen to stay here. Maiden Falls was a sweet little picture postcard of a town. Big enough to contain some rather interesting places but small enough that one had to be careful of small town gossip. While he was getting to enjoy more and more the twist of fate that had befallen them (while most of it had befallen Kelly, Damien's feelings were strong enough that he was already starting to see things in terms of "them"), he appreciated that introducing Kelly to village life would need to be done carefully and with perhaps some certainty about their status.<br><br>The kiss was sweet and had his hand reflexively caressing the line of her jaw, pulling away he smiled once again. "Well, after all that you've been through in the last while, maybe a day off to relax isn't such a bad idea. The place got deboogeyed last week, so you should be OK there."<br><br>The idea of having someone else cook was a rather pleasant one as well. He couldn't remember the last time he'd not been the chef in this place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 12:19:01</strong>
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				"Oh cut it, you look constipated, Damien," she said with a chuckle. "There's no reason to be nervous.&nbsp; I've never been the jealous type and that doesn't seem to have changed about me." Granted if he started disappearing for hours upon hours regularly and came back smelling of women's perfume or with lipstick stains on his flesh, she might be a bit beside herself but it would just show her that it wasn't meant to be.&nbsp; Nothing was a fairytale romance and even though the thought of him with another woman in the way that he'd just been with her made her feel terribly insecure, should it happen and he really didn't want her, despite his earlier words, she would bow out gracefully and try to find her place in the world as a female and without him. <br><br>A start wasn't a guarantee; nothing was so secure in life but death and taxation.&nbsp; Even the air that she breathed wasn't a promised thing, it could be cut off.&nbsp; Her blood could leak from her body - and with that she realized that she might have female periods, fear of pregnancy had occurred, that nastiness had not.&nbsp; Her blood wasn't a sure thing either. Accidents happened.&nbsp; She had long ago learned not to depend on anything and though she found herself having to depend on him, she struggled with herself not to. <br><br>The thought that he might tire of her, and with her not technically existing, did worry her but she would have to do what she could to make sure that didn't happen.&nbsp; That meant that she was going to have to be herself, whoever that was.&nbsp; She refused to become clingy and frantic like half of the women that she'd dated, though the numbers had dwindled in her later years, those of high school had been one party after another, girls on a seemingly revolving door. <br><br>She beamed as he stroked her jaw, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. She knew that she was dwelling on the bit about her having no identity, but she really couldn't help it, without one she couldn't do anything. It left her completely at his mercy and hidden away. She didn't mind being at his mercy, she doubted that he'd cash in on that or exploit her with it.&nbsp; Never before had he used anything important against her and she didn't expect that he would start now.&nbsp; There had been a few minor, childish inside jokes that had caused them both embarrassment back and forth over their childhood, but those were normal and natural things to occur. <br><br>"Oh! Well how thoughtful! Getting it deboogeyed just for me!" She smiled brightly and then ate her bit of apple.&nbsp; "What kind of food do you like?" She was sure that she'd asked but with everything else, she couldn't remember.&nbsp; What was on hand would be rifled through to find something that suited his tastes.&nbsp; She didn't know if her new palate was different from her old one or not, something that she highly doubted.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 13:27:58</strong>
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				Damien grinned, the feel of her tongue against his lips making them tingle. "My pleasure, if anything is going to pounce on you in this house, it's going to be me, trust me."<br><br>"As for food, well, I like everything I stocked in the kitchen. Though in general, the only thing I can't tolerate is licorice. Still." The face he pulled at even thinking of the awful stuff was identical to the one Kelly would have remembered in their youth, maybe with a line or two here and there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 13:32:32</strong>
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				"Tease," she replied with laughter as he spoke of pouncing. "Should we play hide and seek to get that to come about or will it be randomly and when I least expect it?"&nbsp; A girl could dream, right?<br><br>She laughed again, not remembering laughing so much in months as she was then, when he made a face that she remembered all too well. It was just more handsome and the upside was that she could kiss it and not get a beat down.&nbsp; "Licorice it is! Licorice pudding! Licorice tea! Licorice sundaes!"&nbsp; She shook her head with a smile. "I was thinking something more like lasagna and garlic bread."&nbsp; She made a damned good one if she did say so herself. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 14:25:37</strong>
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				"Yes, absolutely." He knew answering yes to an either/or question was the most annoying response, but playing <em>anything</em> with Kelly sounded like fun and he was hardly going to tell her about his plans to sneak up on her in the house, pin her against a wall and...Damien did his best to not get too distracted.<br><br>Damien was delighted to find Kelly's laugh more infectious than her smile, his grin turning into a chuckle as she listed the licorice meals that awaited him. "Chicken surprise!" he added. "Surprise! It's made entirely from licorice. Serously though, lasagne and garlic bread sounds fantastic."<br><br>"I'll have lunch in town. Then depending on how much info Cara can give me I'll be there until we can get this contract sorted. One thing I will not be, however, is late for dinner. It's one of my father's traits that he can keep, thanks all the same."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 14:47:27</strong>
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				The only thing that she could really do was laugh and nod.&nbsp; "Alright, then. I'll have to be on the lookout, peeking around corners with mirrors and what not." She looked at him with an expression of mock accusation and pointed her finger at him, her head turning halfway away while her eyes remained locked on him.&nbsp; "You..had..<em>better</em>..just..watch..your..back. You don't know who you're messing with, punk!"&nbsp; She flexed her biceps and nodded. That's right. He was in trouble. Oh yeah. <br><br>"I would <em>never</em>," she paused here, her eyes looking over to the right as she seemed to contemplate the word that she just used, "feed you something that you didn't like."&nbsp; Her left eyebrow rose.&nbsp; "Or would I?" <br><br>"Alright. What time would you like dinner to be served, Master Severn."&nbsp; She said it in a false, snotty butler impersonation but grinned brightly.&nbsp; <br><br>"So. Your parents. They seem to be a lot different than they used to be, or maybe I was just too young and naive to see negative quirks."&nbsp; That couldn't be it, Kelly had complained <em>all</em> the time about how much Damien's mother grouched about things.&nbsp; She'd been sweet, but boy had she had a temper!<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>21-03-2010, 13:27:46</strong>
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				Damien's grin turned slightly wicked as she threatened him. "You're welcome to try, cutey." Oh so very welcome. Laughing at the suggestion that the lasagna may or may not contain that vile black substance, he added. "Oh I trust you, I'm sensitive enough to licorice that I'm liable to smell the horrid stuff from outside the house. I think if you cooked it here I'd have to move out. As for dinner, let's make it 6."<br><br>At the mention of his parents, he shrank back a little. "Don't get me wrong, Mum's temper aside, my parents are OK, they took care of me, all that. When you and I were running around together, they were always..." Damien tilted his head from side, trying to find the nicest way to put it. "They were more or less aware that the inheritance might be coming their way. They spent so many of my early years being nice to everyone but I learned later they had one eye on the exit all along. Their opinion of everyone was, well, to be blunt, judgemental."<br><br>"So when they took up exactly where my departed Uncle Boyd left off. A lot of people here were underwhelmed and not surprised. The family here, you see, has become famous for two things. The first is running up and running out on massive debts, the second is being great boorish snobs. As I got older, I came to grief with my parents frequently over both. I had three problems. The first was learning how to make sure the people around here weren't going to write me off in advance, because of my parents. The second was to make sure my parents didn't wind up leaving me with a massive debt. The third was making sure I was ready for taking the title and not actually making an ass of myself in the process.<br><br>I'd been in college for a couple of years when I got word from my parents that my parents had had quite enough of the English weather and had decided to take an extended holiday somewhere in Europe. To be honest, I've not seen them since, but for a few christmas visits. I've been handling the family finances for the last couple of years. I've discovered the more I control, the less I see of them. I make sure they have enough to go swanning about Europe and I have enough to make sure this place doesn't fall apart.<br><br>"Oh, if we should ever do anything official, it's Damien. I don't become Sir Damien until after I take over from my father. Though you can call me Master any time you like." He added with a wink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>21-03-2010, 14:15:53</strong>
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				Cutey? She lifted an eyebrow and grinned at him.&nbsp; "I wouldn't dare! You can't move out! I'll chain you to the walls of the basement, or do you have a dungeon?" She laughed. "This place seems old enough to have one though I've not really got the desire to find out on my lonesome." An inclination of her head showed that she agreed. "Six it is then."&nbsp; <br><br>She worried as he pulled away a bit. His explanation explained much about the way things were, his parents, and his financial status. Ever more she didn't wish to become a burden on him and would not do so. She'd use his computer at the next available opportunity to see if she couldn't set up her online banking with her accounts.&nbsp; &nbsp;"You see them that little?" She blinked in surprise. She didn't like his parents very much, they'd been false while she was a child and seemed even more so now. <br><br>"After dinner tomorrow, maybe we could transfer my money to your account to cover my expenses. Yes. It's the B word raising its ugly head again, but I don't…" She sighed heavily. "Wish to be taxing…I just wish to help."&nbsp; <br><br>Her lips twitched as he spoke. "Didn't we discuss that one already?" she asked teasingly. Her hand migrated from the table and into his lap, not quite stealthily but not with a rushing speed either.&nbsp; "Were I not so sore… I'd pin you down on the surface here and have desert."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>22-03-2010, 10:29:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh no, we're very civilised here. The house doesn't have a dungeon. It has a 'wine cellar'", Damien made the quotation gesture as he spoke. "...and before you say anything it's not where we stash all the people who whine."<br><br>It seemed odd to him for a moment, how Kelly responded to the lack of contact he'd had with his parents. Then when he thought about it, it didn't seem so strange. Relativity being an odd thing. "Well, they really took off while I was at college. It was a little like they were chasing the other holidayers in their social strata. I get semi-regular emails from them where they spend more time name-dropping who they bumped into than talking about where they actually are. To be honest, I don't mind their absence. I always worried that Dad would decide on a whim to sell this place and turn it into apartments or something equally awful and then blow the short term profits. The way things are now, I can do my best to control the finances, keep this place looking as it does and pretty much rule the roost."<br><br>Damien took Kelly's hands, "And I don't want you worrying about money. Seriously, I'm actually kind of glad the finances are in my hands and not Dads, we're all better of because of it and so long as I don't get hit by another GFC, I don't really have to worry about anything financially. Your money is yours to do with as you see fit, but don't send it my way because you're worried about finances. Two people living here isn't all that different to one person living here and you being here is all I need from you. Really."<br><br>"As for desert", he said, giving Kelly's hands a playful squeeze. "I would have to make sure you had as much as you could handle before having mine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 01:48:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She lifted her hands as if in surrender, with her palms turned outward. "It never crossed my mind." It hadn't, but she did wonder whether or not he was serious about the 'wine cellar'. "So did that one guy in <em>Cask of Amontillado</em>.&nbsp; And well, we saw how that turned out." <br><br>Listening to the way that he spoke of his parents and their social aspirations made her hope that they didn't come back. Seeing them was going to be awkward though pretending that she didn't know them was going to be as easy as pie. She didn't know them, not anymore.&nbsp; Her heart went out to him that his parents weren't the kind and loving people that hers had been. It was just one of life's ironies that her parents had been so sweet, so perfect and so very caring and yet hers had been the ones to be taken while his gallivanted around Europe with free flowing champagne, the world at their fingertips, and not a care in sight.&nbsp; Especially their own son, back at home. Whether or not he preferred it that way they weren't a family. They were humans bound by genetic ties and little kinship. <br><br>Even with her hands in his, he was being stubborn. "Two people use twice the electric, twice the water, and twice the food." She sighed. He was missing her point. It was her only way to have any independence. "It may be all you need, but I need to help. I'm not used to depending on others and it's all that I've got to give, other than myself.&nbsp; I feel like I owe you."&nbsp; And having things hanging over her head was disturbing. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 04:27:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien tilted his head slightly, the lights shone for both of them just as well as one. Hot water and food never really worked out to double when two people were under the same roof, but he understood that this kind of hair splitting wasn't going to get him anywhere.<br><br>"You don't owe me anything. Not just because I planned on having you here as my guest, you being here has pointed out to me that I was going a little stir crazy by myself, and that's just your presence here. That's not taking into account all the other marvellous things you being here has brought about."<br><br>He thought about the situation again. "Also, it occurs to me that if this is tied up in your desire to feel that you being here isn't going to cause me grief, that feeling might intensify if those accounts are empty all of a sudden. Let me suggest a compromise: tomorrow I'll help you sort your money out so it's a touch more accessible. Once that's done, you use it like you would normally. You buy lunch when we go out, that sort of thing. What do you think?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 17:56:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes searched his and she knew that he meant it.&nbsp; He enjoyed her being there and she enjoyed <em>being</em> there, it wasn't a question of that.&nbsp; It was surrendering and being helpless and there was some way that she could help ease that off, though the helplessness wasn't any less true even with her own money. She felt like a mooch. <br><br>She was perfectly capable of buying her own clothing, speaking of 'after this' was unfair to either of them. She didn't have anywhere to go though she refused to look at it in terms of staying there forever. The only skills she had were writing and typing. Cleaning. Perhaps she could become a maid?&nbsp; Did England work the same way as where she was from? Immigrants getting paid under the table for their services? She wasn't about to risk it. <br><br>"That sounds good." She fidgeted nervously.&nbsp; "Part of the problem is feeling dependant on you. Helpless. I've felt helpless before but I always had control of my destiny to a point that I was capable of handling things. Until my death sentence, of course, and now that's not looming over my head. I want to be able to contribute in some way. We're taking things slow… I am not a stranger to chivalry, just used to being on the other end of it. It makes it hard to change overnight."&nbsp; She licked her lips and kissed his neck, not above using seduction to get her way or soften the edges of her words.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>26-03-2010, 13:38:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Afraid there isn't much I can do about you feeling dependant. I hate to say it but you are right now. Though if it helps, apart from meeting with Cara, I've a few other things to do in town that hopefully will fix that."<br><br>Damien was contemplating pointing out that he was going to have to get used to being taken care of, especially if he had a say in the matter but the response kind of melted and trickled down the side of his throat, just where Kelly's lips were attached to his neck. Impulsively, he slid an arm about Kelly's waist and pulled her into his lap. The delightful attention to his neck could only last for so long before Damien's head turned, returning the favor with a nibble of her earlobe to start with, his mouth travelling downwards in its own sweet time.<br><br>His arms closed about her slender waist, one hand sliding between the folds of her robe, seeking out the skin of her hip, stroking up to her ribs and down again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>26-03-2010, 17:34:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Glumly, though seeing his point and knowing that he was right, she nodded. "I know. It's just…coming to grips with it." Her eyes lit up when he spoke of other things that might fix it. She didn't want him to go out of his way to help her fix an issue that was entirely her own. It was just something that she was going to have to get used to. <br><br>A surprised gasp passed her lips when he pulled her into his lap. She was not just caught off guard by the movement, but more so by how easily he did it.&nbsp; She rather liked that, being smaller than him now, to where he could maneuver her so simply.&nbsp; It was something that <em>had</em> stung her pride when she'd stepped off the ramp but at that moment, it sent a delighted shiver up her spine. "Fuck!" She hissed the monosyllabic word needfully and wriggled in his lap.&nbsp; Her head tilted as he attached his mouth to her earlobe.&nbsp; She bit harder on his neck and rolled her hips against him, panting and squeaking out little moans against his flesh.&nbsp; "Eh! Mmm! Hah hhhuh."&nbsp; Each sound was breathy and full of desire as she squirmed.&nbsp; <br><br>His hand under her t-shirt caused her to wiggle harder.&nbsp; She was amazed at how fast her tender kiss had turned into full blown arousal and the need for him to fill her.&nbsp; She literally ached and felt empty as her ass pressed against his cock through his robe.&nbsp; "Damien," she whispered breathlessly.&nbsp; "I feel so empty, so void.&nbsp; I need…I need you to fill it up."&nbsp; Her lips attacked his neck again as her lower back pressed back against the table and then her body pushed forward against him.&nbsp; "So empty, my pussy, it's so empty. Fill it up. Please."&nbsp; <br><br>She could take and give the teasing, that wasn't a problem, she hoped that it wouldn't last too long though.&nbsp; She felt so very soft and small in his arms and she really did enjoy that, much to her excitement. She clawed at the edges of his robe, pushing it open so that she could see his chest.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>27-03-2010, 01:43:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien was very pleased to discover such a tender raw nerve. If the physical response to his actions wasn't enough to get him hard again, the sound of her voice would have done it alone. <br><br>"Get on top of me. Now."<br><br>Getting Kelly off his lap for a moment, he pulled her body around so she was facing him, doing it with such control that for a moment he felt like he was playing with a doll. Making Kelly straddle his lap, he carefully guided her pussy down onto the head of his cock. Kelly was light enough that he was prepared to hold her in place once she was down on him, holding her lower back. Revelling in how good she felt as she pushed herself down on him, his voice came out as a low growl.<br><br>"Do not take your eyes off mine. Understood?"<br><br>As if to emphasise his point, his hand snaked up into her hair at the back of her head, gripping firmly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>27-03-2010, 04:03:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Get on top of him? Wasn't she alread- And then he put her off of his lap. Weird. Was this a game?&nbsp; She giggled as she moved with him, making her limbs pliable so that he could maneuver her as he wished.<br><br>His cock pushing into her pussy made her growl, her need more apparent than ever, her hips slammed down and smacked against his thighs.&nbsp; "Fuuuuuck!" she sighed, her back arching.&nbsp; <br><br>The demand that met her ears surprised her but she locked her gaze on his and nodded. "I understand."&nbsp; His hand in her hair made her gasp and she rolled her ass back against his other hand and then forward toward his stomach.&nbsp; She didn't look away.&nbsp; The eye contact was one of the most intense things that she'd ever experienced and it had just <em>started</em>.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>27-03-2010, 05:31:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien guided Kelly down onto him until her ass was pressed against his thighs, his arms guided her lower back until he was sure she was settled straddling him, his hand reaching back up for Kelly's hair once again. This time his hand slipped a little lower, his thumb stroking the centre of her throat, his hand tightening just a little more than normal. As his hand worked, his hips began to thrust harder, holding her hips down against his as he increased the tempo. His eyes maintained their lock on Kelly's unwaveringly, almost like he as trying to pin her in place with his lust-laden stare<br><br>"Tell me how badly you want this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>27-03-2010, 06:13:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				What?&nbsp; She stared into his eyes, hers filled with confusion. "I-I…" A flush of bright red filled her cheeks as she maintained the eye contact.&nbsp; "Please, Damien! Don't tease!" She whimpered and had to fight to keep her eyes on his.&nbsp; She was out of her element on that.&nbsp; Her hips stilled entirely, she was wary about moving on him.&nbsp; Her body <em>hurt</em> and demanded more.&nbsp; "I don't <em>want</em> it. I need it!" <br><br>Why was he playing games now of all times?&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>28-03-2010, 08:13:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien continued to rock his hips slowly against Kelly's, loving the feel of her pussy wrapped tight and wet around his cock. As well, he admired the flush to her skin as she stumbled towards a response. "You're right I'm an awful tease, but I never tease about something I don't plan on delivering."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 07:23:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her thighs and ass spasmed as she fought not to just ram herself down on the brilliantly teasing cock inside of her.&nbsp; His words were mean! Just mean!&nbsp; He spoke of delivering but when she said that she needed him inside of her, just doing so didn't quell that ache that she felt at the very deepest part of her core.&nbsp; "Please, Damien! Please!" she whimpered, her body going through another shock as her cunt demanded its due. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 07:52:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien grinned as he heard Kelly's whimpering plea, he could feel her trembling around his cock but her resistance to move against was just as much a tease to him as his order was to her. Slipping his hand under one thigh, he carefully raised one of Kelly's legs up on his arm, giving him the chance to push deeper into her as he made her lower herself down once again. Kelly seemed pretty limber but he was well aware of the workout she'd received this evening, so the first time he did this was the most careful, enjoying the feel of his cock sliding slowly into her, grinding his hips against that pleasingly tight rump of hers. Letting her rock against him for a moment, her pussy wrapped tight around him making sure his arms were locked as tight around Kelly as their eyes were locked on each other before he slowly raised and lowered her once again. This time his mouth ravishing hers, eyes still looking into Kelly's as his hips pushed and rolled against Kelly's.<br><br>"Cum for me Kelly."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 08:00:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The change in position was interesting and she was surprised at the ease with which she could move.&nbsp; She moved her hips on him, matching the movements of his arms with that of her ass and thighs, taking him in deeply with every forward and rolling thrust.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes didn't leave his but she did use her body to let him know that she wanted something hard and fast. Her skin slapped lightly against him though she longed for deep drilling, despite her tender flesh, loud clapping of skin, and both of them shaking in orgasmic bliss - though hopefully her first and he immediately following. Together would be ideal but it didn't always happen as was her experience. <br><br>It was amazing, he wasn't even hammering into her the way that she wanted him to but the effect that his words had on her…the response was instantaneous.&nbsp; She cried her bliss out as her head fell back, her eyes locked on his though they went unfocused.&nbsp; Her back arched and her hips went out of control, hammering down on him forcefully as she came so hard that she felt her clit spasming. <br><br>"OH god! DAMIEN! FUCKSHITFUCKDAMIEN! PLEASE! OH FUCK PLEASE!" she cried out, wanting to feel him cum inside of her. Her hips slammed against him erratically, wanting him to fuck her hard.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 08:46:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien felt a thrill of pleasure roll through him as he watched ecstasy take Kelly away, the sound of her voice, their bodies connecting rapidly and the movement of her body undid him.<br><br>"OH KELLY....KELLY....!"<br><br>Starting to pump his hips furiously against her, his orgasm came quickly like a roaring wave inside him, able to do little else against the sensation of Kelly's hot, wet sex spasming around him. His mouth opened wide, a low groan coming from deep as his cock spurted deep within Kelly, his back and ass twitching his body tense with pleasure as his hands tensed against Kelly's skin. he came so hard it took a moment or two for Damien's hips to stop spasmodically pounding Kelly, each motion sending another wave of pleasure through him, the look and the feel of her in his lap making it all the more erotic. Watching his panting, moaning lover, he quietly realised that if he ever got tired of this view, it was time to end it all. Carefully lowering her thigh down once again, he let her rest against him, his mouth covering hers, his tongue eagerly seeking Kelly's out once again. His arms returning to holding her more than they just held her in place.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 05:09:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She all but purred as she arched against him, feeling him cumming so deep inside of her.&nbsp; "Ohhhhh gooooohd!"&nbsp; She pushed herself down on him as he filled her snatch with his spunk, trembling violently agaisnt his body as she looked up at him.&nbsp; She held true to his demand that she not look away. <br><br>As her thighs lowered, she leaned against him and was very pleased when his lips found hers.&nbsp; She moaned tenderly into the kiss and stroked his tongue with hers.&nbsp; Her thighs twitched slightly as she felt aftershocks and spasms from the orgasm.&nbsp; Her body was so sore but it had been worth it.&nbsp; <br><br>Her palms rested against his chest, just above her breasts as she set about tormenting him with her lips and tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>After a few moments she pulled away, panting softly. "Fuck, Damien. That was amazing."&nbsp; Going to bed alone after spending the majority of the evening in his arms was an almost unbearable thought. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 13:41:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His breath coming in ragged pants, between their kisses, Damien clung to Kelly for a long moment before pulling back from her, just enough for her to settle against him, smiling widely as her mouth descended on him once again.<br><br>"Incredible, simply incredible."<br><br>As soon as the idea entered his head, he knew he had to do it, hoping he still had enough energy left to carry it off though was another matter. Drawing Kelly's arms around his neck, the hands and arms that had held and caressed her now tightened around her waist once again, pressing her to him as he rose off the chair, encouraging her legs to wrap around him as he rose. Kissing her once again, he carried Kelly like this back to the ensuite in his room, moving with the confidence of someone who had walked this particular path for a great part of his life and was amazed at how light his lover felt in his arms. Going into the ensuite of his bedroom, Kelly's feet weren't given the chance to touch the floor until they were both standing surrounded by the dark green tiles of the shower stall. Peeling off Kelly's t-shirt and throwing it where he had shed his dressing gown a moment before, he pulled Kelly to him for another long deep kiss as he turned the water on.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 06:45:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt his movements and realized that he was standing. Quickly wrapping her legs around him, she trusted him not to drop her. And if he did, well she hung on tight just in case though it had the most pleasant side effect of pressing her closer to him.&nbsp; It was a place that she found that she greatly enjoyed.&nbsp; She understood the other end of it - having a smaller woman pressed snuggly against his body, his arms cradled around her and the desire to keep her safe.&nbsp; Now she got to experience this end and she liked it. She now understood why the women had wanted to get as close as humanly possible to her masculine body back when. <br><br>Her feet touched the ground in the bathroom and her shirt was soon made a matter of history before he turned the water on.&nbsp; She grinned and pressed her body tightly against him, enjoying his amorous mood.&nbsp; <br><br>Kelly moaned into his mouth, his kiss searing her deeply as she teased him with her tongue.&nbsp; Soon her kiss lost its playful edge and turned passionate as she fell away into the moment. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 07:58:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien managed it in the end, but getting the shower temperature on the pleasant side of hot was a little tricky to do without breaking the kiss Kelly had started. After a moment where Damien had pulled the soap from it's little tray in the corner of the cubicle, he was soon lathering soap into Kelly's body with a level of attention that had nothing to do with cleanliness. Starting with her pert little ass and working his way up to Kelly's shoulder's, he only reluctantly broke the kiss to turn her about working from her belly up to an extended period of making sure Kelly's breasts and nipples were spotless. All the while his mouth was busy worrying at her neck, placing licks and nibbles from her earlobe to her collarbone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 11:07:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The feeling of his hands sliding over her flesh, rapidly causing her to heat up to boiling again though she doubted that she'd survive another go at it, made her moan and wriggle against him.&nbsp; She couldn't have held still if she'd tried, there was no way.&nbsp; She vaguely thought that a bath had never made her feel so damned dirty before.&nbsp; She rather liked it.&nbsp; <br><br>Round, soft globes of her ass pushed back against his hips as he lathered her stomach and breasts while moans flew from her lips.&nbsp; She knew one thing, the only coherent thought that she had other than wanting his cock inside of her again; she couldn't wait for her turn with the soap.&nbsp; She took it from him and swiveled in his grasp, her body twisting around so that she could soap him.&nbsp; Her slick hands traversed over his back, sliding smoothly over his flesh.&nbsp; One naughty, sneaky hand slipped down his torso and over his shaft, his pubic hair brushing against her knuckles as she stroked him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 13:26:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien's lips curled into a wicked smile. His erection had already been brought back from the delightful feel of Kelly's body pressing back against him, a nice drawn out moment of his hard on pressing between her ass cheeks ensured he was rock hard well before she turned around to return the favor.<br><br>The smile widened as he saw that the look in his eyes matched hers as he let her start to soap him up. His hand had just reached the curve where her neck joined her shoulder as a tingle of pleasure passed through him as Kelly's hand brushed over his cock.<br><br>"Naughty."<br><br>There was nothing in Damien's voice to suggest that she was to stop, the tilt of his smile backed up the suggestion as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>02-04-2010, 04:41:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Naughty? She rinsed the soap from his cock and dropped to her knees, the spray ricocheting off of his skin and misting her as she took him between her lips.&nbsp; She kept her eyes down because of the water, her tongue rubbing under the sensitive spot on the underside of her penis while her upper lip rubbed back and forth over the ridged crown of his head.&nbsp; She moaned around the head of his cock and then pushed more of him down her throat.&nbsp; <br><br>Her right hand gripped his hip and she arched her back, pushing her ass out as her hand trailed up over his stomach.&nbsp; Her hips rolled slightly, wanting so badly to have his cock inside of her gash instead.&nbsp; Her left cupped his balls gently, rolling them with her fingers as she pushed him further into her throat. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>02-04-2010, 05:33:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning, the sudden feel of Kelly's mouth taking his cock was incredible and somewhat unexpected. Impressed with her enthusiasm, his hand came down, stroking her wet hair, his breathing coming more rapidly as she took him deeper, feeling her mouth and throat accomodate him. His hips started to move slowly, the feel of her fingers caressing his balls making him tingle all over helped in no small part by the sight of her arched back and the sweetheart shape of her pushed out ass. Damien found himself suppressing the desire to pull her up pin against the wall and fuck them both senseless.<br><br>Unconsciously, and not with a little to do about what he was thinking, the hand stroking Kelly's hair slowly gathered it up in a single wet rope, tightening his grip as he started to control her head. His hips starting to move a little forcefully. feeling the tingle that came with orgasm starting to build in him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-04-2010, 04:26:41</strong>
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				[I so don't know why she pushed her butt out lol]<br><br>Really enjoying what she was doing, the fact that she could please him with such a simple gesture, she worked on lavishing his manhood with attention, licking places that she knew were pleasurable.&nbsp; She hoped that it was the best that he'd ever had as she had insider knowledge.&nbsp; Her fingers pressed behind his balls as she took him deep into her throat.<br>&nbsp;<br>Kelly loved the way that his hand tangled in her hair and moving it the way that he wanted to.&nbsp; &nbsp;She groaned as he just took control and shoved into her mouth. She wanted more of that.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>07-04-2010, 06:07:04</strong>
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				The delights of Kelly's fingers and mouth massaging all the right spots on his cock as his hips started to push harder were incredible enough, but the sound of that lust-filled groan escaping her lips sent him wild. It was rare for his previous girlfriends to respond well at all as he became more sexually dominant. In fact a positive response was rare enough that it was partially why he never really had any serious long term relationships. Kelly's responses though had been exactly what he'd hoped for, not just accommodating his wants, but they seemed to reflect her own desires.<br><br>Growling, Damien took Kelly's hands, pushing her back against the bare tiled shower wall, pinning her crossed wrists above her head as his legs kept her kneeling body pressed against the wall. The movement had let him out of her mouth and his cock brushed against Kelly's chin and cheek before pushing back in, his hips rolling back and forth forcefully, his free hand back in her hair, partially to control and partially to protect her head from the tiles as his hips started to pump more frenetically in orgasm, feeling his sperm flooding her mouth.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-04-2010, 20:40:07</strong>
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				She was taken aback, quite pleasantly so, as he took her hands and pushed her back against the tile.&nbsp; She looked up at him with her lips parted in surprise at the sudden movement though her chest rose and fell swiftly. Her eyes shone with desire and passion. Kelly greatly enjoyed the way he made her feel as he pushed her against the wall.&nbsp; She felt wanted and feminine, and was very aware that he was a man.&nbsp; She loved that feeling. <br><br>Greedily she took his cock back into her mouth, sucking hard as he fucked her face, glad for his hand behind her head to protect it.&nbsp; She wanted more, for him to cum in her mouth, on her face, and all down her body; to be painted and covered in his seed. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 04:32:07</strong>
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				Damien was amazed at Kelly's ability to take his cock. Starting to come down from the high of his orgasm, he'd used the hand protecting her head from the shower wall to push himself further into her mouth, his hips were still spasming as he slowly pulled out, a trail of her cum leaking from her mouth and down her chin. Simply put, it was the best blowjob he'd ever had.<br><br>Worn out from the amazing blowjob she'd just given him, Damien slowly pulled Kelly to her feet. Turning her about, he wrapped his arms about her slender waist from behind and nuzzled her neck.<br><br>"Oh that was amazing, if you enjoyed that even a fraction as much as I did, we're going to have a lot of fun together."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 07:16:36</strong>
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				Kelly, though she was tired, didn't want the night to end and she knew that it was a very selfish thing.&nbsp; She stared up at her lover from the shower floor, her eyes on him firmly.&nbsp; She didn't struggle when he pulled her to her feet though she didn't know if they'd support her for much longer on their own.&nbsp; Her legs felt as if the bones had been replaced with limp spaghetti. <br><br>She leaned up against him as he pulled her close, turning her head so that her lips brushed his cheek though the angle was not all that comfortable.&nbsp; She looked away and rubbed her cheek against his. "I did enjoy that. Quite a bit. You're very…sexy when you take charge like that."&nbsp; She smiled and kissed his cheek again.&nbsp; She had a feeling that much actual cleanliness would not be resulting from that shower or if they showered together again.&nbsp; She smiled and took the soap, twisting in his embrace as she rubbed it over his body. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 07:48:02</strong>
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				"I'm glad you think so, I've never been...quite that bold with anyone before. No one's really been up for it. I can't tell you how good it felt, controlling you like that, feeling you give that power to me. It made everything else even more incredible. We can take that control further next time, if you want."<br><br>Damien chuckled playfully as he stroked loose wet tendrils of coppery-blond hair away from Kelly's face, tucking it behind her ear.<br>"Also, it's nice to know you don't have a complete monopoly on sexy in this house."<br><br>Letting Kelly out of his grasp, he watched her move a little tenderly as she grabbed the soap once again. Damien altered his stance to spread himself out a little so she could get where she wanted to with the soap. Then took it out of her hands and returned the favor, cleaning her this time with less attention spent on those areas that were going to set her off once more. The shower had achieved its intended purpose for both of them just as Damien started to recognise the tell tale signs of the hot water running low.<br><br>Damien stepped out of the shower cubicle first, grabbing a towel for each of them, making sure Kelly was well wrapped in hers before starting to dry off with his.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 00:26:02</strong>
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				Her back pressed against his firm body as he spoke, she wriggled in his grasp and kissed his neck and ear. "Really? Never that bold? Well…<em>I'm</em> up for it," she said softly when he'd finished speaking. "I'll do anything that you want. I know you're not going to hurt me; you've had ample opportunity." She chuckled and licked his earlobe.&nbsp; She was tired but she wouldn't trade his arms for anything. <br><br>She scoffed, loudly, when he spoke of a monopoly on sexy.&nbsp; "While I can appreciate the goods I was given, I can see where some girls never feel beautiful.&nbsp; It's hard when there's so many out there who are more…gifted…in certain areas."&nbsp; Her eyes flew down to her chest and then looked away. "Damn pond could've at least given me a C-cup."&nbsp; She huffed and then chuckled.&nbsp; <br><br>After the bath she took the towel from him and started drying, feeling like a burrito with how he'd made sure she was wrapped up in it.&nbsp; "Afraid you won't be able to contain yourself? Trying to cover the goodies up, are you?"&nbsp; She toweled her hair and then her body, finally wrapping the terry cloth fabric around her hips, as she was used to.&nbsp; Besides…she didn't think that he'd mind the upper half being bare. Not too much, anyway. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 08:30:07</strong>
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				Grinning as Kelly towelled herself off, Damien continued getting ready for bed. "I just like being wrapped around you. Of course, being that which covers your goodies is a pleasure all in itself."<br><br>Laying in his bed, he'd pulled back to one side, leaving space for Kelly to lie where he wanted her in front of him. The comment Kelly made about her breast size was circling in his head while he listened to her finish whatever she was doing in the bathroom. If he was plied with alcohol and interrogated for a few hours, he might admit that he'd like to see Kelly with larger breasts, but to be honest he didn't think it suited her style. She was so full of energy he couldn't imagine her as some top-heavy temptress, it just wasn't a match somehow.<br><br>Speaking of matches, it struck him as odd that he was starting to have trouble reconciling Kelly, the man he'd grown up with and Kelly the woman who'd suddenly appeared in his life. When he thought about it, he could list their similarites, certain turns of phrase and ways of acting, he'd be surprised if her opinion on certain topics would have changed beyond the gender switch and the sudden release from the life-threatening illness he had suffered from. The problem was whenever he laid eyes on her it was like he had mentally drawn a line beneath that person he'd picked up from the airport and started afresh with her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 09:07:31</strong>
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				A bright smile lit up Kelly's face as he spoke. "Mmmm. You'd be my blanket?" She chuckled and wiggled her eyebrows at him as she followed him to his bedroom, dropping her towel into the hamper on her way.&nbsp; She couldn't help but feel that it was very surreal as he made room for her to lie down beside him.&nbsp; She slid onto the bed fluidly, pressing herself close to him and running her hand through his hair.&nbsp; <br><br>She noticed that he hadn't commented on her breasts, that made her a little insecure about them, she tried to push the thought away as a silly feminine worry, but knew that had she said something about her cock, when she'd had one, and the girl hadn't said shit, she'd have been just as worried.&nbsp; She lay where he couldn't see her breasts, nuzzling against his chest with her cheek. <br><br>"I hope that you get things solved with Cara tomorrow. The thought of someone fucking her over just pisses me off.&nbsp; It isn't right, no one should take advantage of her.&nbsp; Not that she wouldn't rip them a new one, but fuck, she'd do it well. There's just something about her that makes me not want to fuck with her, personally." She chuckled and held still as she looked up into his eyes. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 06:41:19</strong>
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				"There's a lot of things I would like to be for you, blanket is definitely one of them. Now, come here."<br><br>Damien could barely wipe the smile off his face. After an evening of amazing sex, it was no surprise to him how good Kelly felt in his arms but the thought of that warm, lithe, naked body pressed against him when he woke up the next morning left him feeling light headed. He spent a long moment letting Kelly get settled before settling his arms around her.<br><br>"Thank you, and you're right, Cara's not someone to be messed with lightly. I think the people in question have seen a small town private school graduate doing charity fundraising and assumed she was some fluffy type who's whiling away the time while hubby is of being powerful somewhere." Damien paused. "Oh I hope someone says that out loud, it would be bad, but entertaining. I promise to tape the fireworks for you if they do. Anyway, she's kind of using me as a clue-bat. It's my job to leave them bruised but happy to donate to someone they can't walk over."<br><br>Looking into Kelly's eyes, he was halfway through murmuring what a gorgeous woman she was when the long unhurried goodnight kiss began.<br><br>The next morning, Damien discovered they had shifted around in the night, Kelly's back pressed against him with his top arm curled under her breasts keeping him close to her. Extricating himself slowly from the bed, the smile he went to sleep with returned within moments.<br><br>Sneaking into the shower in Kelly's room with a bunch of clothing he grabbed from his closet, Damien was ready to go inside twenty minutes. The longest part of the process was writing a note for Kelly to find when she woke up. That, and the kiss he planted just below her ear when he set the note down on the beside table.<br><br>"Good morning (or afternoon, depending on how long you felt like sleeping), my apologies for not staying in bed 'til you woke up but I have a few things to do in town apart from the meeting with Cara and had to make an early start. As I've already said, you're welcome to see and do anything in the house that take's your fancy. If you need me for anything my number is at the bottom of this note. At the very least, I'll give you a call and let you know when I'm on my way home, XX Damien."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 08:18:11</strong>
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				He didn’t have to tell her twice, she snuggled right up to him, still keeping her breasts hidden from his eyes. She didn't mind them pressed against his chest though she wondered if he could even tell that they were there.&nbsp; She knew that they weren't hideous, but she couldn't shake the feeling that they weren't enough. She tried to push the thought from her mind. <br><br>She chuckled at his description of Cara. "That I'd love to watch.&nbsp; A clue bat? Beat the hell out of them until they get a clue? Is that how it works?"&nbsp; Though sleepy, she kissed him back happily, relishing the feel of his lips against hers, his tongue and the way he tasted.&nbsp; She liked the smell of his soap and the scent that was so uniquely Damien.&nbsp; <br><br>When she woke, the bed was empty on his side.&nbsp; She frowned and gathered her bearings, realizing where she was and that he wasn't with her.&nbsp; She found a note on the bedside table and then looked at the clock. It was just past ten-thirty in the morning.&nbsp; She stretched and got up to brush her teeth, noting that her shower bore the faint traces of use.&nbsp; He must have gone in there as not to disturb her.&nbsp; The thought brought a sweet smile to her face as she stepped in, scrubbing quickly and then did her original task of attacking plaque and such as depicted by the tube of blue gel in the drawer. <br><br>Now. What was she going to do with herself with a whole day in the massive house? She double checked the ingredients for the lasagna; noodles, check; ricotta cheese, check; meat, check; sauce, check; herbs and spices, check.&nbsp; It all seemed to be present and accounted for.&nbsp; She would start it when he called, knowing that it didn't take long at all to cook if someone had their head in the right spot.&nbsp; She sat on her bottom, watching television for a while and then grew bored.&nbsp; She decided to be nosy, taking a flash light with her because she was scared of the corners and shadows.&nbsp; <br><br>She became acquainted with what rooms were where and then returned to the television. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 14:17:37</strong>
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				Damien chuckled, as well he could afford to. His hunch was largely right, whoever had drawn up the contract had assumed Cara was indeed some well-to-do bored housewife who could hire a hall but somehow not bother to read a grant application nor it's resulting contract. Damien's thought it odd though, given the venerable reputation of the group they were dealing with that they should be so presumptuous, so he did a little extra digging. It turned out that his suspicions were correct. The contract was modified from the usual contract that he had expected to see by some intern fresh out of college and looking to turn his drudge work into something reputation making at his law firm.<br><br>A couple of phone calls and the intern swiftly learnt that one can generate more than one kind of reputation with that sort of behaviour and one of his seniors promised Damien that a revised copy of the contract would be sent out with all due haste. Cara and Damien headed into town for lunch, over which Cara grilled Damien for gossip on Kelly. It took all of five seconds for her to work out that something had happened between them but she seemed suddenly seemed reluctant to give him the third degree about it. Damien wasn't certain which was worse, getting grilled by Cara or having Cara not grill him when he expected it. <br><br>Seeing Cara off at the restaurant where they'd eaten, Damien spent the rest of the afternoon gathering material he needed for Cara's legal identity issue. He needed a few items to start with, simple things that would establish Kelly's identity in her new form. Combined with her bank accounts, these would get her to the weightier documents that she needed for things like a passport. He only gave up on his search for the documents he was looking for when offices started to close. Meanwhile, earlier in the afternoon, the phone rang in the lounge room where Kelly was sitting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 00:38:18</strong>
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				Kelly jumped as the phone rang and then hurried to find it.&nbsp; &nbsp;She answered it quickly, thinking that it was Damien. "Hello, Sexy!"&nbsp; <br><br>The voice on the other end of the phone was amused, though not Damien's.&nbsp; It belonged to Cara.&nbsp; &nbsp;She what? Cara's tone circled her brain.&nbsp; 'I know your little secret.'&nbsp; <em>Which</em> little secret? <br><br>"Well. You see, it was an accident. I didn't mean to fall.&nbsp; I was just standing there talking to him and it was like the ground gave way under my feet…" She began, trying to explain about the waterfall and her gender crisis.&nbsp; That had to be it. It had to be. What other secret was there?<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 14:58:08</strong>
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				"Fall? What? I mean, are you OK? I meant whatever you and Damien got up to last night. Mr. Discretion didn't give away much but it wasn't difficult to figure out. He kept stretching like a creaky old man and was insufferably chipper the entire time he was here. I can't tell you how creepy it was to hear him take apart the snotty lawyer we had to deal with, all the while sounding like he was about to admit that the lawyer had just won lotto." Cara chuckled. "Seriously though, what's this about a fall, are you all right?"<br><br>Once assured that Kelly didn't need any help, she continued. "Anyway, I'm making good on my threat to take you shopping. Somehow in the space of a few days you've taken Damien from doing anything to avoid the event to looking forward to it. I don't know how you managed it but thank you! I mentioned this to Damien by the way, he said he needs you to get some passport photos done."<br><br>Making plans like a woman possessed, she suddenly had to go because the caterers were trying to call her. Hanging up with a goodbye that suggested much of her life involved dealing with more than two people at once.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 17:04:40</strong>
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				Kelly's eyes widened as she realized exactly what Cara was talking about. She didn't know shit about her true identity. Kelly quickly assured her that she didn't need any help, grinning ear to ear as she heard how Damien had acted that morning.&nbsp; She was thrilled to hear that he was in good spirits.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes. I do need the passport photos and I greatly look forward to that shopping trip." She grinned even more widely.&nbsp; "Well, he's a sucker for a blow job, you know."&nbsp; She laughed lightly.&nbsp; She let Cara rattle herself out with plans, a crazy woman, to be sure.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was relieved when Cara had to go suddenly to take another call.&nbsp; She pushed the button and disconnected.&nbsp; Wow. That woman could fucking <em>talk</em> a deaf man's ear off!&nbsp; <br><br>She grinned as she put the phone back on the cradle.&nbsp; That meant that Damien was out of lunch. Why hadn't he called though? Hmm. Oh. Right. He'd said that he had other errands.&nbsp; She took the phone back off the cradle and carried it with her to the kitchen to pull out the dry supplies that she'd need. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 16:01:30</strong>
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				Damien was nervous, he was certain of the plan, at least of how it would start. It just got trickier and required more force of personality as he got higher up the chain. There was no doubting however how important it was to him. Not to mention to how important it was to Kelly. The first part was easy though, a couple of identifiable bills in Kelly's name that didn't require a gender being recorded. Things would build from here, the next part would build off this.<br><br>He had to push the fuzzier parts of the plan out of his mind for now. The plan as a whole was solid enough that he had wondered how things would be for him had he been less ethically inclined and did this sort of thing for a living. While some parts of the plan were clear, others weren't so. At best, some parts offered multiple paths that had to be carefully chosen with a dash of luck thrown in. At worst, some parts delved into murky waters he wanted to avoid.<br><br>The sun was hanging a little low in the sky as he dropped the file of documents onto the passenger seat of his car and pulled out his phone.<br><br>"Heya gorgeous, just calling to let you know I'll be back soon. How was your day?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 09:49:03</strong>
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				The call from Damien came after an afternoon of mindless television sitcoms, attentive dry spice blending, and lots of looking at the phone.&nbsp; Finally, and unexpectedly, it rang.&nbsp; She raced from the bathroom with her panties around her knees.&nbsp; She'd gotten worked up from thinking about him and had returned to her room to take care of her arousal.&nbsp; <br><br>"Heh-hello?" She panted into the phone, grinning at the smell of musk on her fingers and the voice on the other end. "Hello, Sexy!"&nbsp; She was glad that she was saying it to the right person this time. "It was good. Boring. Yours?"&nbsp; She finished adjusting her panties and walked to the kitchen to wash her hands so she could start on dinner.&nbsp; <br><br>"Cara called earlier and told me that she knew my little secret.&nbsp; I almost panicked, thinking she knew about the waterfall.&nbsp; Apparently you gave everything away about last night." She laughed and grabbed the pan from the stove that she was going to boil the noodles in.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 10:27:04</strong>
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				"My day was....productive, there's an intern lawyer who's blushing hard enough to light up his whole office for a week."<br><br>Damien listened, his face somewhere between a wince and a grin as Kelly described her phone call with Cara. "I do believe I was in an exceedingly good mood this morning, thanks to you. Poor Cara, I suspect someone was a touch jealous of my good mood."<br><br>In the background, Kelly could hear the sounds of a car door opening and closing, followed by the engine starting. "As you can probably hear, I'm just starting back home now. Oh, by the way, I have a few forms for you to sign as well. I'll see you soon." The trip back wasn't a particularly long one, but windy enough with the evening sky darkening in hue that it was one that was worth not taking at speed.<br><br>Approaching the back of the house, the light was on and he could hear her moving about inside. The simple idea of it was enough to return to his face the smile he had this morning. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 14:27:15</strong>
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				"Oh? Busted him, did you? Good on you!" she chirped into the receiver.&nbsp; That put her in a bright mood, he sounded pleased and that was a good thing. <br><br>She chuckled as he told his side of the Cara experience.&nbsp; Her cheeks flamed at his last statement. "Yes. Well. Haha. She knows where to find it on her own." She chuckled and switched the phone to the other side of her head, propping it up with her shoulder as she filled the pot. <br><br>"Good. I actually can hear that. I can't wait to see you. Forms? Alright." What in the hell kind of forms could he want <em>her</em> to sign. "You're not sneaking marriage in on me, are you?" It was only a joke and the tone of her voice was very clear on that. "Because if so I demand a prenuptial agreement. I get to bronze your dick and take it with me."&nbsp; She giggled, unable to help herself. <br><br>They said their goodbyes and disconnected. <br><br>By the time that he arrived back at the house, the hamburger was browning, the noodles happily boiling, and the scent of spices and herbs all but filled the happy kitchen. She was still wearing the oversized, black Mötley Crüe tee shirt and panties that she'd donned that morning after waking alone in his bed.&nbsp; The radio was on and she had it turned down low, though she was dancing around to the hard rock music. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 08:31:30</strong>
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				The first thing Damien realized as he put he came through the back door was that Kelly's t-shirt was just long enough to cover her ass but not so long that it didn't leave just a thin sliver bared. Just the darkening crescent that showed the shape of her ass along with the barest hint of her panties. If Kelly hadn't been standing in front of a cooktop the thought of bending her over would have been too tempting to resist. As it was, he opted instead to wrap one arm above and below her breasts, pulling her back close to him and bury his face in her neck by way of greeting.<br><br>"Food smells fantastic, so do you, incidentally." He also knew which smell he preferred. The scent of lasagna hadn't been driving him to distraction all day with the promise of more when he returned home.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 18:14:27</strong>
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				She grinned as his arm snaked around her and pulled her back against him.&nbsp; She was in the process of stirring herbs into the sauce, along with fresh garlic.&nbsp; "Mmm. Hello."&nbsp; Her expression of elation deepened as he commented on both how the food and she smelled satisfactory.&nbsp; <br><br>"Glad that you like." She turned her head and kissed his lips passionately, while stirring the sauce.&nbsp; After a moment, she broke the kiss and grinned again.&nbsp; "Yummy."&nbsp; Giggling, she pushed her ass hard back against him and then pulled out the colander to drain the noodles.&nbsp; "Missed you today. I was terribly bored." Was she ever! <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 15:42:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Funny you should say that," Damien murmured into Kelly's ear between licks and nibbles, if that pushing back against him was deliberate and not just an attempt to make space, it was having the desired affect on him. "I spent a large part of today wishing you were with me because I had some things I'd like to do to y-, err, on y-, I mean, with y-....I've got some forms you need to sign!"<br><br>Damien squeezed Kelly tight, his laugh leaving a little uncertainty how much of what he said was a slip of the tongue and how much was him goofing around. Though the way his tongue circled and flicked at Kelly's earlobe it would certainly seem he had the basis for some Freudian slippage. Moving back over to the where a couple of wine bottles sat idle, he poured a glass for himself, offering to pour one for Kelly as he did.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 19:54:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The man was going to kill her or burn her sauce, she wasn't sure which was more likely or which would happen first.&nbsp; Yeah there was honestly no telling. She got her retribution by grinding her hips in a small circle against his trouser-covered cock.&nbsp; "Yeah, uh-huh, keep talking." She chuckled and knew that she was having an effect on him, or at least she thought that she was until he chuckled.&nbsp; She squeaked at the squeeze and laughed. <br><br>Finally the noodles were done. She layered the ingredients and slid the dish into the oven.&nbsp; "Just thirty minutes now for everything to get all gooey."&nbsp; Washing her hands, she nodded at the offer of wine. <br><br>"What are the forms, baby?" she asked as she dried her palms on her shirt.&nbsp; "And what good will me signing them do?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 14:47:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've been thinking about your identity problems and, well, this is where we start. While I was at university, I had a little fla...apartment, flat,&nbsp; apartment, same thing." Damien handed Kelly's glass of wine to her. That little tease was enough to make him want to cancel dinner, it actually took an act of will to suppress the urge to grab and kiss that delightful mouth of hers once again. He finally focussed instead on the important business, if only to get it out of the way.<br><br>"Anyhow, it's in my name and it's been something of an empty rental property since I graduated. I stay there every now and then if I'm visiting the town but really, all it needs is a tenant. A tenant who's signed up with power and telecom companies that don't check too deeply into backgrounds. Once that's established, along with your bank accounts elsewhere, we'll build things up to a point where we get you some serious paperwork started. If you're happy to do this, sign away and I'll take care of the rest."<br><br>He hoped that he sounded confident, he couldn't say for certain that it was going to be an easy ride all the way. He just had to start somewhere and this was the best he could think of.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 08:18:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, knowing what a flat was but she wasn't going to tell him. She thought it was funny that he thought that he had to explain. She listened as he kept talking and went still and quiet when he talked about it needing a tenant. Oh. <br><br>Looking down, she nodded. It figured that he'd see that their living situation wasn't feasible.&nbsp; She washed and dried her hands to buy herself some time to be able to form the words without sounding disappointed that he didn't want her around all the time.&nbsp; She didn't want to sound ungrateful for his efforts and the thought of the possibility of a new and real identity…of existing again…<br><br>"Sure. Yeah. I'll sign."&nbsp; She smiled tensely and waited for him to produce the magic papers.&nbsp; "I…er…when do you want me to go there? And when is rent due?" She looked quickly down at the ground and chewed on her bottom lip.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 15:26:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien's train of thought was heading in such a different direction that Kelly's brave face and her questions completely flummoxed him for a moment. His face shifted from confused to horrified as he realised what Kelly was thinking. He couldn't quite understand how she made to conclusion logically but could make a guess or two at an emotional level. He put the bag with the papers aside without taking them out and stood close to Kelly once again, taking her face gently and firmly in his hands. His eye locked on hers.<br><br>"Kelly, what on earth makes you think I would ever want you more than arm's length away from me, hmm? I don't want you to ever think that again, do you understand?"<br><br>Though he kissed her softly on the lips, he was more than a little angry at her. What made her think he'd treat her so shabbily? He'd have been more upset if she'd been angrier about it. The way she took the news she thought he was giving her though just made him worry about her. He kissed her forehead gently.<br><br>"Yes, legally speaking, you'll be living in a small flat just outside of Cambridge -<em>a four hour drive away I might add</em>- but. Kelly. The only reason you'll ever leave here is if you ask nicely and if I'm convinced you're going somewhere you'll be happy. And trust me, that is going to take a hell of a lot of convincing. And the only reason you'll be signing these papers is so we can get you something like a bank account. Then we get you something weighty, like a passport."<br><br>Damien kissed Kelly again, a little calmer but a darker look flickering in his eyes, his words punctuated with gentle kisses around Kelly's face.<br><br>"Once we get you that, I say I take you to Paris for a week. Paris, which is quicker to get to from here than Cambridge!"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 05:39:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up into his eyes as he cupped her cheeks so lovingly between his hands.&nbsp; "I don’t know, you said all it needed was a tenant, I just thought that you meant a literal one. A light bill doesn't make itself go up…"&nbsp; No, someone had to be there to turn the lights off and on. She nodded. "I understand. I'm sorry, Damien, it just sounded off to me and&nbsp; thought that you…It doesn't matter."&nbsp; She smiled and kissed him back very gently when his lips touched hers. <br><br>Shaking her head, she waited for him to finish speaking before she tried to explain. "You're the only one that knows I exist. Who I truly am. Everyone else is just going to assume that I died. That…I'm…gone.&nbsp; When I don't ever show back up, they're going to think that I died.&nbsp; You alone know the truth and outside of you, I have no identity.&nbsp; That's a scary and very heavy feeling.&nbsp; You're…my rock right now. The only person that knows me." She looked down and frowned, hating to admit weakness. "I <em>need</em> you," she whispered softly.&nbsp; "I appreciate what you're doing, truly.&nbsp; Some people say 'I'm nothing without you, or no one without you'.&nbsp; I legitimately mean that. And it's not just because you're the only person that remembers me, or because you're all I have." And all she wanted but that was neither here nor there.<br><br>Kissing him back wasn't a hard thing to do, it was holding still while he kissed her face.&nbsp; She giggled and nodded, catching his lips after he spoke, kissing him deeply.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 14:15:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh don't worry, it's a utilities company. They'll find something to charge us for and it <em><strong>does</strong></em>, by the way, matter. But we'll deal with that later."<br><br>His anger subsided somewhat as she explained herself. His guesses were more or less right, it seemed. He could only imagine how confronting it was to have the problems she was facing. Even if he didn't know her well enough already, her tone of voice was enough to realise how hard some of that was to say. His hand slipped down and took hers while she spoke.<br><br><br>The feel of her lips catching his sent a tingle through him that he hoped would never fade away, she seemed to have the knack of setting his body alight with nothing but a well timed kiss. His mouth returned the pressure of hers, tongue darting over hers, teasing it back into his mouth as his arms wrapped close around her. Breaking away from the kiss for a moment to nibble on her earlobe, he murmured. "The reasons are different, but I need you too. There's a part of me that's terrified that if you weren't here, I'd never feel like this. So believe me, you aren't going anywhere, OK?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>13-05-2010, 07:56:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed and nodded, he was right. They'd find something to make him pay for.&nbsp; She sighed, but nodded and looked down.&nbsp; &nbsp;She didn't think that it mattered, she'd been wrong.&nbsp; She'd thought that he'd finally realized that she wasn't the same class, the same world anymore.&nbsp; He'd realize that she wasn't anything special.&nbsp; <br><br>Kelly hoped that he hadn't taken her words wrong.&nbsp; She hoped that he understood that she wanted him, that he was making her fall for him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She squeezed his hand gently, yet firmly, as he grasped it.&nbsp; <br><br>Hearing that he needed her too set her on fire.&nbsp; Would dinner not burn, she'd totally pounce him right there and ride him on top of the dinner table.&nbsp; Her heart tingled while her pussy was literally almost on fire. <br><br>"Okay." How did he feel then?&nbsp; She leaned forward and kissed him again, that time slower, more tenderly.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>13-05-2010, 09:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien only suspected that he and Kelly were thinking along similar lines. He felt the little physical shift when he told her he cared for her and it took an act of will not to take her against the nearest wall.<br><br>A part of him wanted to say exactly how much he cared but he remembered her saying she didn't want to rush this and held his tongue. That, in itself, was difficult. He knew how he felt, sitting in his car before the drive home, mapping out the forms and applications needed to get Kelly the documentation she needed, he started to plot contingencies, what if X wouldn't accept form Y, and so on. One of the contingencies lead to the idea that they may need to get married to get to the final document she needed, a passport. He had contemplated the idea for half a second before he realised his only complaint was that although he had better reasons for doing it, he worried that one reason would stand out over the rest. She would need to understand without him explaining it that it was <em>a</em> reason. Not <em>the</em> reason.<br><br>He continued to hold Kelly close as she kissed him again, his hand sliding up her back, fingers sliding into the hair at the back of her head. Still passionate but unhurried, the tip of his nose brushing hers once they finally came up for air. Fingertips gently stroking away fair hair from her eyes, moving down to caress her cheek.<br><br>"I want you here. I want this place to be your home, because its mine too. If you weren't here, it wouldn't be home to me anymore."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>14-05-2010, 06:32:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She wondered if it'd be as easy as he claimed that it would be, he was so very reassuring with the way that he spoke. She believed him when he said that things would work out. She knew that he had faith in it so she had faith in him.&nbsp; <br><br>She moaned as he slid his hands up her back and into her hair. She held him tightly, glad for the kitchen timer that she'd set.&nbsp; There was no way that she could look at the clock with him befuddling her with his kisses.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes widened slightly at his words, a smile spreading across her face. "That is probably the nicest thing that anyone has ever said to me before, Damien. Honestly.&nbsp; I don't…want to be without you either.&nbsp; I think that it'd kill me to be without you. Today was hell. I haven't ever felt so alone and I think that it has little to do with the situation…before last night, I mean."&nbsp; A blush lit her cheeks up vividly.&nbsp; "I missed you so much that my chest ached."&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>14-05-2010, 08:03:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling a tingle go through him, Damien's smile broadened. As much as he didn't want Kelly unhappy, the idea that she missed him made him feel good. Certainly, he'd missed her all day. His forehead pressed gently against Kelly's as his hand came down a little and caressed her neck tenderly.<br><br>"Well, next time I head out, come with me. Not only will it make me happy, it'll stop Cara from having to throw things at me to stop me thinking about you." Damien said softly, adding with a grin. "Besides, I may even need a secretary. Though as your boss, I may reserve the right to sexually harass you."<br><br>Damien took a deep breath to slow his pulse and got a pleasantly warm lungful of lasagna baking. His stomach growled in appreciation.<br><br>"That. Smells. Fantastic. Let's check the oven, I know for a fact it runs a little hotter than it says it does so we could be closer to dinner than we think." Handing Kelly her wine glass, Damien took her hand and lead her back to the oven.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 01:47:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled. "Maybe. I don't know about the big, bad city yet.&nbsp; And Cara is likely to steal me away for shopping or something.&nbsp; Plus…it'll be hard to keep my hands off of you and I wouldn't want to mar your reputation now, would I?"&nbsp; She chuckled and then grinned at the comment about being his secretary.&nbsp; "I'd like that, actually. And sexual harassment will be both ways.&nbsp; I saw a button or something online that said something about 'sexual harassment will not be tolerated, however, it will be graded'. I've always thought that was hilarious and so wrong on many levels. However, if it's you doing it, I think that I can make an exception."&nbsp; She grinned wickedly. "Gonna make me wear short skirts and no panties, keep dropping stuff and asking me to pick it up?"&nbsp; <br><br>With a nod, she turned around and checked the lasagna inside. "Not just yet, but almost. It's only been fifteen so another five should do it."&nbsp; She smiled and took the glass of wine, sipping on it slowly though she looked at him over the edge of the glass. <br><br>After a few more moments, she opened the oven again and brought out the lasagna, dished it onto plates with the salad and put them on the counter where they ate. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 06:34:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien laughed, little cogs turning in his mind. "Mmmm, that sounds good. Short skirt, no panties, oh and high heels, obviously. I like a secretary who thinks of her boss and has initiative. A sense of anticipation is a good thing in general I think." His voice trailed off curiously at the end, between that and his arched eyebrow there was definitely something on his mind. It was put away for the moment though as dinner was prepared and served. <br><br>If he was vocal about how good it was, he had multiple reasons. Apart from it actually being fantastic, and it having been ages since he'd last had a decent lasagna (if his improved, they'd be average), it was the first time someone else had cooked for him in ages and he rather appreciated it. As their dinner conversation went over this or that, Damien began to realise how what he'd said earlier was taking on more wait. It may have been a simple and domestic scene that he'd never had much inclination for until now, he knew that he'd be devastated if he lost it. He hadn't been quite so enthusiastic about getting home this evening except in the sense that it was where Kelly was, and that was all that mattered.<br><br>Once dinner was finished, he took up the plates and stuck them in the sink where he would deal with them later. Moving behind Kelly's chair, he slid his arms around her neck , nuzzling the top of her head and taking in the scent of her hair.<br><br>"Now," he said quietly. "what are your thoughts about dessert?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 01:08:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned as he spoke of her 'uniform' and anticipation.&nbsp; The look on his face clearly spoke of something being on his mind and she wondered what it was. She hoped that it was her. <br><br>She was glad that he was enjoying his dinner.&nbsp; She was very pleased with how it had turned out.&nbsp; "What do you want for dinner tomorrow? I like cooking."&nbsp; She did, especially for him.&nbsp; Her cooking had been one of the few ways that she'd been able to show her parents that she didn't mind taking care of them. They, like her, had worried about being a burden. It was no wonder where she'd gotten the hang up from.&nbsp; She was just used to taking care of herself and others and cooking and cleaning for him, as well as helping him as his secretary, were ways of taking care of him and feeling like she was pulling her weight.&nbsp; <br><br>Kelly liked being around him and the way that he enjoyed the meal made her feel appreciated. That was something that she'd not felt in a while now.&nbsp; Months. She missed it.&nbsp; <br><br>Watching him take the plates, she finished off the remnants of her wine, chuckling when he wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled the top of her head.&nbsp; "Well. As for dessert, I was thinking that you would do.&nbsp; Pie a la beefcake sounds like something excellent to lick on."&nbsp; She giggled and turned in his grasp, leaning up to kiss his lips passionately.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 14:17:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien almost managed to suppress a giggle as Kelly squirmed in his arms to kiss him properly. Letting her turn properly, he pulled her up until she was standing and wrapped in his arms, only breaking the kiss a long moment after she'd done so. Smiling, he held Kelly's face still, looking up at him with a single finger placed beneath her chin. He towered over her a little more than usual standing like this and was happy to do so in the circumstances.<br><br>"As delightful as your suggestion sounds. I have something else in mind. Do you feel up for a challenge?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>20-05-2010, 02:35:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She wanted to groan as he said that he had something else in mind. What could he want more than sex? Maybe women were more sexual than Kelly had given them credit for or she'd just held onto his raging lusts when he'd become a woman?&nbsp; She wasn't sure. <br><br>"A challenge?" she squeaked, looking at him dubiously.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>20-05-2010, 09:41:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm hmm, a challenge. Something you haven't done before, I suspect." Damien cupped her cheek in his hand, peppering the request with soft kisses on the other cheek. "I noticed you bought a rather nice pair of heels yesterday, I want you to strip, put them on, then you are going to kneel on your bed and wait for me. I want you to kneel on the edge of the bed, facing the center. I'll clean up here and be with you in a moment." His lips pulled into a smile at the end of the sentence, there was one other thing he was going to do, but why spoil the surprise?<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 10:59:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She tilted her head and rubbed her face against his palm, smiling at the shower of kisses on her other cheek. Her eyes moved up to look into his as he told her what to wear and what not to, and how to wait on him.&nbsp; Nervously she nodded and moved away. <br><br>Kelly went to her room and put on the heels, stripping down to nothing.&nbsp; She noted that he didn’t say facing away from him so she faced the door as she waited on him to show up.&nbsp; She couldn't bear the thought of him sneaking up on her, it was too thrilling.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 13:40:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien spent a moment cleaning up the kitchen, doing just enough that he wasn't faced with a nightmare when he got up the next morning. Stepping into his room, he pulled open the drawer where he kept his toys, taking a couple of items out before walking into the room next to his. Seeing Kelly waiting on the bed for him brought a wide smile to his face, shaking his head slightly as he took her in, looking into her eyes first, then downwards slowly.<br><br>"So...freaking...beautiful" he murmured. His voice was soft enough that it took the quiet in the room to be heard by Kelly.<br><br>He walked towards her, slowly, going around the bed, moving to stand directly behind her. Taking Kelly's hands, he pulled them behind her back, fastening black leather cuffs around each wrist (http://www.coco-de-mer.com/Products/Bondage/Coco-De-Mer/Ilya-Fleet-Corner-Studded-Wrist-Cuff---Black/pid-181113.aspx) in turn, then raising her ass up enough that he could do the same for her ankles (http://www.coco-de-mer.com/Products/Bondage/Coco-De-Mer/Ilya-Fleet-Corner-Studded-Ankle-Cuff---Black/pid-181110.aspx). For the moment, the cuffs were fastened snugly, but separate. Tucking strands of her long brassy hair back, he whispered into her ear. <br>"We'll do this differently in the future, but for now I will keep this simple. Tell me you want it to stop, and it will, do you understand?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 03:38:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched as he walked into the room and locked eyes with him.&nbsp; She watched his eyes slip lower though she kept her gaze on his eyes.&nbsp; Nervous didn't begin to cover what she was feeling though she trusted him implicitly.&nbsp; She knew that he wouldn't hurt her and so she didn't fight him when he stood behind her, something that always made her jumpy and worried.&nbsp; She mused inwardly as he bound her wrists and then her ankles, though she was surprised to find that they were still all left independent of each other.&nbsp; <br><br>A shiver ran down her spine, her arms, chest, stomach, and thighs breaking out in gooseflesh as he whispered into her ear.&nbsp; "I understand, Damien."&nbsp; Her heart hammered in her chest and she turned her head to press her lips to his softly.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 04:47:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien returned the pressure of Kelly's kiss, his tongue flickering into her mouth, teasing her tongue to follow his back. He could almost feel a palpable nervousness in her which gave him a visceral thrill even as it reminded him that this was all new to her and he had to be careful to make sure she enjoyed every moment of it. Deepening the kiss a little more, his hands moved slowly down her body, one hand in her hair, tilting her head back and drawing her lips to his as the other roamed down over her throat, down to her breasts where he spent a little time palming them, teasing and feeling her nipples stiffen beneath his fingers.<br><br>Damien stopped there, drawing his hands away from Kelly's breasts with reluctantly traced fingernails to come down to the cuffs he'd put on her. Taking each in turn, he took shiny metal connectors that hung off the wrist cuffs and attached them to the ankle cuffs on the same side. Pausing for a moment to let her feel what he'd done, his hands wandered slowly up and down her back as his mouth descended on her neck once more.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 09:01:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was glad that he liked the kiss and wasn't going to tell her that she couldn't kiss him or touch him.&nbsp; The way that he touched her caused her to melt right against him like a stick of gum left on a leather car seat.&nbsp; She moaned into the kiss as his hands roamed down her body and taunted her so sweetly.&nbsp; <br><br>Another shiver coursed through her as his nails trailed down to the cuffs and he fastened her right wrist to her right ankle and repeated the process with the left.&nbsp; In her kneeling position, that caught her off guard and she just looked down at her bindings before looking up at him with a mixture of confusion and courage. <br><br>She kissed him softly, trying to trust him though feeling the first prickles of true fear as she realized that she had no hope of getting away.&nbsp; She didn't think that she really wanted to, but it had been nice having the option.&nbsp; She missed it now that she knew that she had it, though she'd taken it completely for granted before.&nbsp; "What do you have planned, Damien?" she asked with a quiet and lusty tone as his lips and hands tormented her. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 12:57:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, look at things from where I stand." Damien murmured into Kelly's ear as he nibbled at her lobe, his hands coming around in front of her once more, nails gliding gently over her bare inner thighs. Each time his hands moved in front of her like this he made sure at least part of it felt like an embrace even if his hands were rather busy. "My best friend and lover is brave enough to put herself at my complete control for an evening, even though she's never done this before. What I plan on doing is make sure she likes it so much, she goes to sleep tonight wondering when we can do it again."<br><br>Damien placed one bent leg on the bed beside's Kelly's, effectively half-kneeling/half-standing behind her. Leaning her back a little so kissing her deeply was easier for both of them, his hands moved slowly up from Kelly's thighs, grazing over her sex as they did, moving up her belly to cup her breasts once more. This time teasing and rolling her nipples between his fingertips as his mouth shifted further down her neck pausing only to speak softly. "There's lots we could do, but we'll take it slowly for now."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 00:12:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How could she look at things from where he stood when he had her so nervous and yet so worked up? She longed for his touch and now she couldn't return it.&nbsp; That alone made her feel a little lost and more than a little selfish.&nbsp; Her rational mind assured her that was exactly how he wanted it. <br><br>She shivered at his touch, trembling harder and gasping at his words as he spoke of being in his complete control.&nbsp; Heat rushed through her, followed by deep longing.&nbsp; She wanted to be in his control.&nbsp; "I like the sound of that. Being in your control. I'm nervous but I know that you won't hurt me." She looked up at him, her eyes open and honest, holding only her desire for him. <br><br>Kissing him back passionately, she let him move her how he wanted her, shivering and lurching as his fingertips teased her.&nbsp; She gasped into his mouth and then moaned, pulling against her cuffs as she wanted nothing more than to hear him do the same from her torturous touch.&nbsp; She whined and then panted for air as he broke the kiss. "Whatever you want to do, Damien. I trust you. Implicitly." <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 07:58:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien delighted at the clink of the metal links holding Kelly's cuffs together. Nearly as much as the look of trust and desire in her eyes as she responded. Though the two experiences affected him in different ways. Pulling his unbuttoned shirt off, he gently nuzzled Kelly's face, lips and teeth grazing her earlobe after whispering into it.<br>"Thank you Kelly, that means a lot to me."<br><br>Topless and his pants undone, his hands returned and continued their exploration of Kelly's taut, bound body. Side on to her now, his mouth licked and nibbled at her pale neck from her ear down to the hollow of her throat, her head tilted back by Damien's hand curled in her glossy strawberry blonde hair as his mouth sunk lower. His other hand, meanwhile, was fingers-spread, fingernails gliding over Kelly's belly, movign in a slow circle before rising up to cup and caress one of her breasts, pinching and rolling the nipple in his fingers before dipping down again, his fingers sinking lower this time, coming up to her other breast, repeating as his mouth came up to hers again. This time the kiss was more forceful, his tongue sliding into her mouth, his control of her as strong as it was the night before.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 01:49:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched as he pulled his shirt off and nuzzled him in return, enjoying the contact between the two of them. Kel shivered as his teeth grazed her earlobe, sharp panting breaths filled her ears and she knew that they were her own.&nbsp; <br><br>It killed her not to be able to run her hands over him, she loved doing that.&nbsp; Kelly realized that she thrived on just being able to touch him.&nbsp; She tugged at the restraints that bound her wrists to her ankles.<br><br>Wanting to touch him so badly that she could taste it as his hand roamed her body, she kissed him back lovingly, hungrily.&nbsp; His touch felt too good and all she wanted to do, the thought consumed and plagued her, was touch him. She struggled again and whimpered into the kiss.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 14:14:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien took a moment to kick off his pants. Now as naked as Kelly was, he returned to where he'd been beside her. This time his hands were more bold, sliding downwards, his fingers teasing apart the folds of Kelly's sex, fingertips seeking out her clit to circle and tease. As one hand went downwards, the other circled Kelly's ass, nails making slow circles from cheek to cheek before slowly drifting up Kelly's spine, where his hand came to rest at the back of her head. The kiss had originally been broken long enough for Damien to get out of his pants and had restarted the moment he got back onto the bed beside Kelly. It returned with all the passion it had left with, one hand running through Kelly's hair while the other was starting to build a circling rhythm over her clit, one that was building up pace as Kelly responded to his touch.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 00:42:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kelly shivered as he touched her. He was tormenting her so sweetly and she wasn't used to not reciprocating.&nbsp; It wasn't a matter of submitting to him and letting him do what he wanted, it was that she wanted to return his touches and felt guilty because it seemed so one sided. She couldn't return the pleasure that he caused her, the teasing contact that made her gasp and twitch. <br><br>Her hips rocked slightly against his fingers and her head fell back as the fingers tracing her spine caused her to moan. "I need you, Damien. Why are you teasing me so horribly! You're awful!" She groaned as his hand ran through her hair and his other sped up on her clit.&nbsp; Her hips moved faster, matching the pace that he set.&nbsp; <br><br>With her pussy growing insanely wet, close to dripping as his fingers toyed with her, she struggled once more with her bonds. "Arg! I want to touch you so badly. This isn't fair! Please, Damien! Please!" <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 15:45:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien thrilled to each twitch and groan he drew out of Kelly's delicious, helpless body. He was unable to suppress the wide smile as she begged to be released. It wasn't just that he'd dread to think of the last time he had someone in this position, he'd never had someone who'd turned out to be so responsive to her situation. He enjoyed each struggle and moan as he continued to tease her, doing his best to keep her close to the edge without pushing her over it.<br><br>"I don't think my teasing is too horrible, you seem to be quite enjoying it, in fact." Damien shifted behind Kelly, letting her head fall back on his shoulder as his hand stroked her slowly down from her throat, down between her breasts to her sex and back again.<br><br>"On the other hand, I think there's only so much teasing you should suffer before you injure something and I wouldn't want that."<br><br>Taking Kelly's torso, he gently turned her about a little before he eased her onto the bed facing down, the shackles around her wrists and ankles keeping her legs apart and now, due to her position, her ass in the air. Damien climbed onto the bed behind her, eagerly rubbing the head of his cock up and down against her slick pussy before slowly pushing himself into her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 00:22:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The overwhelming and all consuming desire to touch him permeated her brain, perforating it from any other thought.&nbsp; She loved the way that he was touching her but her fists clenched against the edge of the cuffs as her breaths wheezed from her nose.&nbsp; His touch ignited and stoked a fire in her that rose to a blaze all too soon.&nbsp; She wasn't prepared for that, how the feeling of being helpless and at his mercy made her burn was a shock to her.&nbsp; <br><br>"No," she panted, her eyes begging though he probably couldn't see them as he moved behind her.&nbsp; Her head rested on his shoulder and she shivered as his hand roamed her, her hips rolling forward each time his hand moved to her femininity. <br><br>"Goo-good," she panted, her body trembling from his taunting.&nbsp; She let him move her how he wished and strained against the restraints as he tormented her with the head of his cock.&nbsp; She could all but taste his seed as he toyed with her flesh.&nbsp; She wanted him, needed him inside of her and the second that he pushed his head into her, she pushed her hips back against him, not caring whether he'd be angry or not. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 16:28:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rather than anger, the moans Kelly could hear coming from Damien suggested he welcomed her eagerness. Damien's erection bore an ache that was bordering on painful as he slowly slid his way into Kelly, letting her feel the whole thing moving into her until his hips were pressed against her ass. Once there, he ground himself gently against her, enjoying the feel of her wet sex wrapped tight around him, soft pert ass pressing against his hip before drawing back with equal care and speed, until only the head remained in her. His hands gently stroking their way up Kelly's spine before his hips pushed him all the way back into her once more. <br><br>After a long moment where this had been repeated a few times, Damien's hands crept further up Kelly's back taking a firm hold of her hair, using it almost as a leash as his cock started to pick up speed and strength, his hips went from rocking slowly to lightly slapping Kelly's ass. One knee rising up beside Kelly's leg where she was bent over kneeling on the bed, Damien started to crane over her, the hand not meshed in her hair sliding under her body, caressing and massaging her breasts as his hips picked up the pace further still.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 15:02:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moans that she heard from his lips didn't sound like he was angry at all.&nbsp; She kept moving back against him, trying to fill her dripping gash with his heated shaft.&nbsp; She whined at the sweet slowness, though she loved him, the way that he'd worked her up made her crave something bed shaking and sweaty.&nbsp; Something that would have their bodies colliding and her ears filled with the wet slapping sounds of her pussy smacking against the base of his cock.&nbsp; <br><br>A whimper left her lips as she ground against him, though the sound turned into a full on whine as he pulled back.&nbsp; She squirmed, wiggling her ass in a tight little circle as she tried to get better leverage, though it was hard when she couldn’t see and only could rely on the feel with her pussy and nothing with her hands or arms.&nbsp; It left her dependant on him to fill her and when he did, it was almost magical.&nbsp; "SHIIIT!" she cried out, her voice raising in volume and thickening in intensity as the pleasure slapped her core full on.&nbsp; <br><br>She just knew that she was going to lose her mind before he let her have release and wondered if she was required to ask him before would be allowed to climax.&nbsp; &nbsp;She moaned loudly as she started to pick up pace, loving the sensations and trusting him to take care of her through it, not to hurt her too badly though she was craving his cock head against her furthest wall in ways that she hadn't ever fathomed feeling such need before.&nbsp; "Please, Damien. Mmmm. All of it. Please. I need you, every inch, baby. Please."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 13:31:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien melted when he heard Kelly's pleas for all of his cock in her, the sensation of her body aching for him felt so good he found himself picking up the pace of his thrusts before he was aware of it, his hips starting to piston into Kelly's slick, tight sex harder and harder. The slapping sound of Damien's hips against her ass became more noticeable the rhythm breaking only for a brief moment here and there as Damien relished the feel of being deep in his lover, his body grinding against his, moving in time with hers. He waited til he felt the signs that she was close to cumming before backing away a little, then building her up once again. <br><br>This teasing game was paused for a moment as he craned over her, letting go of her ass for a moment to stroke Kelly's exposed back, his head close behind as he whispered hoarsely. "Now, I think you've been awfully brave this evening. I want you to cum."<br><br>As quickly as he stopped, Damien picked up the pace again, now letting his passion overrun him, his hard cock pistoning back and forth in Kelly. The rhythmic motion of their bodies starting to be heard as the bed frame started to tap against the wall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 01:33:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kelly truly felt that she was going to explode if she didn't feel his cock deeply inside of her, shoving against her furthest wall, pressing against that spot that made her mindless with pleasure and delight.&nbsp; It wasn't about 'her pleasure" or 'his pleasure' now, it was theirs combined because they each took joy from causing the other to shiver and shake.&nbsp; She knew that he felt the same way because of what he did to her body, though she'd been less than thrilled when he'd brought her so close and then backed off, letting her lose the blissful pressure that had been building inside of her so very sweetly.&nbsp; <br><br>As she approached the second ascension to madness, he moved over her and stroked her back, slowing again.&nbsp; A pitiful whine left her lips, betraying her and showing that she wasn't nearly calm over his pausing in their play.&nbsp; She trembled with need, her upper lip beaded with perspiration, her hair sticking to her sweat dampened face.&nbsp; The sound of his raspy whisper send a long, cold chill rattling its way up her spine.&nbsp; Her pussy clenched around him, squeezing his manhood in its wet, slick hold.&nbsp; "I want to cum, Damien. So badly."&nbsp; Her words were weak and strained, barely sounding in the air beyond her lips.<br><br>Without warning, he sprang to life and she screamed in rapture, her eyes slamming shut while she works back against him, faster and harder, her need so close to exploding.&nbsp; <br><br>Her thoughts ceased and she concentrated on the tapping of the bed against the wall, the simultaneous thrusts that filled her pussy to the brim, and the sounds of their bodies slapping together.&nbsp; She picked up his harsh breathing and whined a few times in succession, sucking in her own breaths and holding them, releasing and sucking in another, clinging to each one for several seconds.&nbsp; "Ohhhhhhhh. FuuuuuUUCCCK!"&nbsp; &nbsp;She tensed, her cunt clamping down on him for a few seconds before she shattered, crying out at the top of her lungs while she milked him deeply, waves of glorious pleasure crashing over her body.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 15:00:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien had long since let his body control itself, his mind too far gone in the pleasure it was receiving to be much more than a passenger as his cock thrust quickly and forcefully in and out of Kelly. On top of the feel of his cock being stroked and massaged by Kelly's pussy, the feel of her skin beneath his hands, the sound of her panting, whimpering breathing rippled over him as if he felt it more than heard it. He would have thought this alone was too much for him to bear until the experience of her cumming blew him away. It was an experience too, there wasn't a sense Damien possessed that wasn't totally in thrall to his lover's climax. His back arching, whatever he was about to say jumbled into a long, gravelly howl. His hips thrust away as he came along with her, jamming themselves tight against Kelly's ass, the sound of their bodies connecting gaining a wetter note as their cum mixed and spread between them.<br><br>A long moment passed where all Damien could do was ride the wave of pleasure that had been released through his body. His body twitching intermittently as he slowly worked himself back and forth in her until he slowly and reluctantly pulled away. It took the length of a long deep breath before he bent over her again, this time his hands moving to the silvery clips that kept her wrists and ankles bound together, releasing them finally. His breathing still ragged and rapid, his mind still in a post-orgasmic haze the intensity of which he hadn't experienced before.<br><br>Moving Kelly gently onto her side, Damien almost slumped down in front of her. His body was quickly losing its strength, though it certainly retained enough to pull her into his arms, his mouth covering her face slowly in kisses once fingers had brushed away strands of damp, sweaty hair. The kisses moved in a circle around Kelly's face, and became stronger, more possessive as they came closer to her lips, his tongue seeking hers out as their lips met finally.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 05:27:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kelly could feel his climax nearing, he had a way of pushing his hips harder when he was about to cum, something that she loved and knew the feeling of all too well.&nbsp; That need to be as deep as he could, to plant his seed inside of her, very animalistic and almost a frenzied and obsessive compulsion.&nbsp; <br><br>She couldn't even move by the time that they were done, her body satisfied but exhausted by their movements.&nbsp; She whined softly, the sound gurgling in her throat as he undid the connections between her wrists and ankles.&nbsp; <br><br>Jelly, that's what her name should be. Kelly didn't fit her at all in that moment.&nbsp; She cooed softly as he pulled her closer, offering no resistance though she couldn't have even if she'd wanted to.&nbsp; She fell in his arms and lifted the dead weight of her arm over him, pushing as close as she could to his body.&nbsp; Shivering as he kissed her sweaty face, she smiled weakly.&nbsp; "Thank you," she softly said. <br><br>Unable to find the strength to kiss him back properly, she tried her best, feeling like her tongue was a sandbag instead of flesh and muscle.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Lease On Life (Aleph &amp; Secretwriter)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aleph</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 15:49:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tremors that passed through Kelly worried Damien a little. He knew what it was but there was something about sexual come-down that reminded him of shock, especially when it was coming down from something more intense. Perhaps worry was too strong a word, but whatever it was, it sharpened his focus on Kelly as she lays in his arms, weakly returning the attention he was lavishing on her.<br><br>"Uh, no. Thank you. That was incredible. I gather you enjoyed it more than you expected to?"<br><br>Certainly, she enjoyed it more than he expected. His previous experiences with introducing his partners to it were mixed to say the least. Never bad but not quite as emphatic as Kelly's response. His own pleasure aside, it was incredible watching Kelly struggle and succumb to her orgasm, the way the smell of their bodies mixed, everything felt like a source of delightful sensory overload. He would appreciate it all the more if he weren't quite so worn out himself. Damien took a little more time to enjoy the comedown between them before speaking again.<br><br>"You have two options right now. Either you're as wrecked as I am and we're on a short path to falling asleep or I have enough strength remaining to carry you into the shower", he murmured, adding with a chuckle. "If you can stand running the risk of us falling asleep under the water."<br>
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