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OOC: If you feel a character would fit in this scenerio, please PM me before entering. Otherwise this is strictly for crystalizedjoy and MoonWolf.

MoonWolf: Half native american, though took the attributes of her father, blonde/blue eyed/5'7"135 lbs and a writer of children's stories. Children was something she'd never had, and had always wanted, but it seemed not in this lifetime. There was something of a deep sadness underlieing her persona.

IC:
Moon had been living in Arizona for at least a decade. She'd been excited when she first moved here with her husband and hopefully her new life. But he'd found another younger version of herself, and had moved onto greener pastures. Hard to find that in the isolated deserts of Arizona.

But find it he did, and Moon found herself alone and becoming quite lonely, much to her distress.

Sad though she was, she wrote wonderful childrens stories that put a gleam in even the most mature adults.

And she made a good living at it.

One day, she caught glimpse of a new neighbor moving in. And a nice glimpse indeed. Maybe a bit younger, but when loneliness set in, what does age have to with anything?
 
OOC: Crystalizedjoy: mixed races to the point of indistinction, but blazing Irish freckles and red hair dominated the other racial features. 5'11", and a trim 175 pounds, enough to put a nice layer of muscle over his bones, but still slim and athletic. Cheery personality, and a rather good charmer, mixed with just the faintest tinge of arrogance, but not enough to make him unlikabe.

IC: Sam just arrived in Arizona, after being transfered to Flagstaff PD He wasn't sure if he would find anything of interest in the desert, but work is work, so off he went.

Sam's biggest concern, was wall the friends he was forced to leave behind, and he wondered about meeting some new people.. Hopefully, to be specific, female people.

As he unpacked the U-haul, he caught the new neighbor woman stealing glances of him. A bit older then him, he judged, at his own 29 years, way to close to his 30th birthday, but she carried her age well, and was still attractive. He set down a box and crossed over to make a new friend.
 
Moon had moved on to some gardening, when she noticed the man she'd been eyeing approach in her direction. Not wanting to be rude, she stood up and wiped her muddy hands on her jeans. She then turned to greet the attractive young man.

"Greetings" Moon stated extending a hand as they neared. "I'm Moon. Welcome to the neighborhood."

Their eyes locked, and a shiver shot through her as their hands met in a friendly handshake. The sensation surprised her, and caught her off balance just a moment. It'd been a long time she'd met a man that attracted her right off from the get go.

She shook off the feelings and gave him a warm smile. Underneath she wondered if there'd be more than meets the eye from this man.
 
Sam took her hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you Moon, I'm Sam," he replied. His eyes quickly inspected her hands. No wedding ring. "Thanks, this seems to be a nice neighborhood." He returned her warm smile. She is really pretty, he thought to himself. Sam smiled again before saying, "I should get back, I've got alot of stuff to get off the truck. Nice to meet you, Moon. Beautiful name, by the way."
 
"Why thank you Sam. Perhaps I could give you a hand. Would you like something refreshing to drink? I just made a fresh pitcher of Lemonaide. Come on into the house and I'll fetch you a glass." Moon replied to the newcomer.

Without waiting for his reply, she turned and disappeared through her front door, leaving it open for Sam to follow. She busied herself cracking open icetrays, and poured two glasses of lemonaid before returning to her front room where she found.....
 
Sam blinked, a bit startled by such hospitality. Where he came from, such thngs didnt much happen, at least not to this degree. Sam followed her in, and stopped in her front room, and looked at a collection of framed photographs. One such picture was of Moon, and a gentleman, in front of a scenic backdrop. The Grand Canyon, if he guessed correctly. Moon re-entered the room to find him holding the picture. Sam set it back down. "So," he said, "you have a boyfriend?" Sam allowed a small look of disappointment show in his face. He reached out and appropriated a glass of lemonade, and sipped. Good stuff, he thought to himself.
 
"No boyfriends, unfortunately. Ex-husband. Very ex. Long story." Moon grunted.

She smiled as he sipped his drink. A look of pleasant surprise passed over his facial features.

'What a sweet man' Moon thinks.

"How about getting back to unpacking that truck. I'm pretty damn good at lifting. Just tell me where ya want the stuff to go, and I'm at your disposal." Moon beamed. She knew she was gonna really like this guy...
 
Sam lay back on his couch. All the boxes had been removed from the truck with the lovely assistance of Moon from next-door. He still had so much to do, but he was tired. He thought back to the days events, meeting Moon, talking to her, getting to know her a little bit. He had a few errands tomorrow to take care of, groceries, gas for his car, post office, and a few others. He would (darn..) have to head over to ask Moon if she'd like to tag along and show him around. Sam grinned, and pondered which box most of his nicer clothes were in. He would dress alot better then what he drove here in and unpacked with. When the effort was put forth, Sam could dress to kill. Smiling again, Sam wondered if Moon would accept dinner as payment for helping him so much. One way to find out, he thought to himself.
 
OOC: Sorry, RL kept me busy for a minute.

IC: Moon relished the water of the shower as it poured over her. She'd worked up quite a sweat helping her new neighbor unload his his truck.

As she got out, she heard a knock on her front door. She clutched the towle wrapped about her as she opened the door to find Sam standing there.

"Dinner? I'd love that." Moon replied. "Come on in, and let me get dressed."

Moon disappeared into her bedroom as Sam entered her living room. She dressed quickly, in a slinky black dress. Soon she rejoined him, ready to go.
 
Sam smiled as she hurried back into the bedroom to get changed. Wow, was this woman beautiful. He glanced around at her collection of photographs again, unitl her re-emergence in a simply stunning dress took his breathe away. He quickly averted his eyes to somewhere safe, sure that if he kept watching her, his appreciation would show, and he didnt really want to be embarrased, since he was finding her to be a rather nice companion. They hopped into his car, and headed to a decent place to eat, fancy, but not too fancy. Sam pondered what Moon was thinking as he drove.
 
As they drove, Moon pondered over 'dating' a neighbor. Wasn't there something in the rulebooks against that? She glanced over at her new friend, and decided she didn't care. He was quite attractive, and the small amount of time they'd spent together had been quite pleasant.

The food and drinks were good, maybe a little too good on the drink part, as Moon was feeling the booze just a bit when they were leaving. The dinner had been quite good, thank goodness, so she was feeling quite at home with Sam.

"So, Sam, what brings you to Arizona?" She asked in earnest.
 
Sam navigated his car towards home. "Well, actually, my job sent me here. Can't really talk much about it, I'd get in trouble." Sam smiled as he looked at her, appreciating her good looks, and her wonderful conversation this evening.
"It's nothing huge though, I'm not like a super spy or anything." Sam laughed a bit, remembering his mothers accusations on the same subject. Sam pulled into Moon's driveway, and put the car in park for a moment. "It's been really wierd coming all this way, so far from home."

Sam flinched at his own nervous chatter. Perhaps he had one sip of wine too much..
 
"Job, huh? I won't ask again." Moon replied. "Would you like to come in? I think I have some wine in my cubbard. That is if your interested."

He seemed to have a twinkle in his eye as they got out of the car and proceeded into Moons home. After opening a fresh bottle of wine, Moon poured two glasses and returned to the front room, where Sam was gazing at a photo of an old farm house in Oklahoma. He seemed intrigued.

"That was the house my mother was born in. I was born in a town only about 4 miles from that place. The house is long gone, but my family still owns the property, and the foundation of that house is still there." Moon offered. "Here's your glass of wine."
 
"Thank you," he replied, taking the glass from her. "It was a beautiful house, it just seems very home-like to me. I hope I can have a nice home like that someday."

As Sam turned to look at her, he noticed her watching him and smiling. Blushing deeply he spoke, "So...."
 
Moon smiled at him as she crossed the room and opened a cabinet. Inside she found a remote, and soft jazz filled the room. She then sat down on a sofa, and motioned him to sit.

"You were saying?" She asked.
 
Sam sat beside Moon, his heart begining to thump a bit faster. God, he felt like such a novice in front of this woman. I've never felt this nervous or scared in front of a woman before, he thought to himself. "So, I was saying," Sam took a deep breath, and tryed to relax. "I was saying I think your beautiful."
 
Moon smiled at his comment.

"Why thanks. You're not so bad yourself." She replied. "Drink some more wine. You look a bit nervous."

She leaned over and kissed his cheek, before returning to her own drink.
 
After another swig of wine, Sam forced bravery into his veins, leans over, and kisses Moon on her cheek. And, since he was there anyways, gently placed a kiss on her red lips.
 
Moon returned the kiss fully, before wrapping her arms around his neck. To hell with what was 'appropriate', she thought. I want this man.

Next thing she knew, she was taking off her clothes and attacking Sam with passion. It'd been a long time since she'd been with a man, and was ready. True wanton desire. She didn't care if he was or not. She'd make sure he was.
 
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Before his sense could tell him what was happening, Moon was astride his lap, nude minus a pair of silk panties. Sam's shirt had been lost as some point, he wasn't sure when. He pulled Moon's face to his, kissing her with all the passion he had, running his hands down the smooth skin of her back, over the tight curve of her arse, and down the outside of her silky thighs.
 
Moon could feel his hardness through his jeans.

"Here, let me help you with that....." she murmered as she unzipped him and slipped a warm hand around his manhood. "Mmmm, that feels nice and hard.

Soon she was slurping away, and wanted so much more.....
 
Sam decided. This, indeed, was heaven. Had to be. Moons tongue seemed divine all by itself. He shifted to lay down on the couch, and guided her to lay down on top of him, and commenced to share in the same slurping she was.
 
Moon shifted around began kissing Sam again, moving her body over his. She moved her fingers through the hair on his chest, and light touched his nipples to see if he was sensitive.
 
Sam was, and enjoyed her touches. He moveds his hands down to partake in the same touches, gently rubbing her nipples, and carressing her breasts.

Sam took a deep breath. He pulleld her up to kiss her lips, to flick his tongue out to taste her lips. Sam slid his arms around her as they kissed, holding her close.
 
Moon could stand no more, she wanted Sam inside her. She raised herself and grabbed his cock to position him, then impaled herself. She let out a loud satisfied groan as she felt his entry. It had been too long, and she was enjoying this encounter.

She helped herself along, massaging her clit with each stroke. It wasn't long before she felt the building pressure of eventual orgasm. Her sweat was collecting heavily, and soon began dripping down on Sam's chest.
 
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