In search of…………….

[cgraven]

A closed thread for caela and cgraven

MacGyver university was a small prestigious institution in the hills of rural New England. It was known for it avant-garde programs, and parapsychology department. The spring semester was drawing to a close and soon the announcements for summer programs would be appearing . Unlike many Universities MacGyver did not limit participation to graduate students but thy wher open to under graduate students as well.

Professor Carl Kolkac Had just posted the parapsychology department’s trip.

In search of werewolves fact or fiction?

This year we will be going to Romania and the Transylvanian Mountains in search of werewolves, to conduct a scientific study to determine if they have some base in fact or are the sole result of folk lore.

Interested student will apply to Dr. Carl Kolkac

There was snickering as the students read the posting for Dr. Carl Kolkac was know as a bit of an odd duck and a relic from a bygone era. He could be seen on campus in his Oxford gown and mortar board his wispy gray hair in disarray. He was a tall gangly man in his fifties and the picture of the absent minded professor. He could be seen fencing in the gym, there was a small scar on his right cheek below his eyes and the rumor had it that it was a dueling scare from his days as a student in Vienna.

 

[caela]

In search of werewolves fact or fiction?

This year we will be going to Romania and the Transylvanian Mountains in search of werewolves, to conduct a scientific study to determine if they have some base in fact or are the sole result of folk lore.

Interested student will apply to Dr. Carl Kolkac

Morrigan Smythsson smiled as she read the ad posted with all the other summer programs. Like many of those snickering out loud she did find the idea of going to hunt for werewolves a bit ludicrous but a summer trip through the Romanian/Transylvanian mountains paid for by the school... That was something to smile about. She could already tell that most of her fellow students were going to blow off the ad so the competition wouldn't be too fierce which she thought was both a bit sad even while it was good for her.

Making her way back to her dorm she tossed her school bag into a corner and sat down at her computer to type up an application letter. After an hour of trying to figure out how to word it properly she growled softly in the back of her throat. It just wasn't coming to her! Drawing a deep breath she thought for a moment before a slow smile curved her lips.

Grabbing her purse she ran out the door. It was a beautiful spring day and her step was brisk. She didn't miss the gazes that turned toward her as she passed but waved to those she knew and kept walking. At 19 Morrigan was a beautiful young woman. At 5'6 she was only of average height but that didn't stop people from noticing her. Her dark chocolate brown hair was thick and lustrous and usually drawn back into a ponytail while flashing green eyes were almost always sparkling with mirth and firm full lips ready to curve into a smile. Soft creamy skin practically beckoned to be caressed and though she was fit and well toned she still had firm high breasts, a narrow waist and the curve of her ass filled the jeans she always wore perfectly.

Morrigan was well aware of her looks and how people - men mostly but some women too - would turn to stare at her but she'd never let it go to her head. She detested people that used good looks to get ahead in life. Her parents had raised her with a strong work ethic and while they'd both made it well known that they thought their only daughter was the most beautiful child in the world they also taught her that beauty faded in time.

Lost in her thoughts she walked right past the building she wanted and ended up laughing at herself and backtracking. Finding Dr. Kolkac's office knocked gently and stepped inside when he called out.

"Good afternoond Doctor, I just saw the ad you put up for your summer internship and wanted to come apply in person."

 

[cgraven]

Dr. Dr. Kolkac was busily grading the last of the final exams for his course in parapsychology when he heard the knock at his door. Drawn from his work he gave a disgruntled huff, and straightened just a bit in his chair. The rumpled tweed jacket he wore had leather patches at the elbows, as always he wore his school tie from King’s College at Oxford. His wisp gray hair little more that a fringe that circled his head. Hardly the picture of a modern professor but more a caricature of a bygone day.

”Enter!”

His voice was formal as always and tinged with an Eastern European accent, one could not quite place. His hazel eyes looked over the rim of his glasses to behold an attractive young lady.

"Good afternoon Doctor, I just saw the add you put up for your summer internship and wanted to come apply in person."

The girl was rather beautiful and quite young; she could be no older than a sophomore but most probably a freshman. Carl Kolkac noticed the way her jeans hugged her body, her chocolate brown hair was thick and lustrous drawn back into a ponytail while flashing green eyes sparkled with an impish twinkle. He did not approve of young ladies dressing in pants never mind jeans and the scowl on his face made that quite clear.

“Have a seat my dear. So you are interested in summer internship? You do realize that it will entail spending time in a country until very recently was known for its strict control and that it will entail a fair amount of hiking through the mountains of Transylvanian. Miss………”

His voice trailed off even as his eyes wandered to the young woman’s high firm breasts. She defiantly was a ravishing young beauty and the idea of spending the summer in her company was quite enticing. A slight blush kissed Kolkac’s cheeks as he realized that he was staring at the girl’s breasts and the way they strained against he t-shirt.

Pulling himself back to the present and the business at hand.

“And your name is Miss?

 

[caela]

“Have a seat my dear. So you are interested in summer internship? You do realize that it will entail spending time in a country until very recently was known for its strict control and that it will entail a fair amount of hiking through the mountains of Transylvanian. Miss………And your name is Miss?”

Morrigan smiled softly as she saw his eyes drift to her breasts. It was a reaction she was used to and no longer embarassed her. Taking a moment as she sat to look him over she was startled to realize that he was still actually handsome despite his age and stuffy appearance. It made her wonder if he ever loosened up enough for anyone else to notice.

When his eyes at last drew back up to hers she smiled to him before answering, "Morrigan, Morrigan Smythsson. Please forgive my rudeness in not introducing myself when I came in. I understand about the hiking and what the country used to be known for but it's an area I've always longed to visit," she said truthfully, a wistful look in her eyes.

"My grandmother was born in Transylvania and use to tell stories that she remembered from the village she was born in and the beauty of the land she was born to. They emmigrated here when she was still young but she never forgot and because of the governments there she never got the chance to go back. I'd like to go for her."

Shrugging she laughed off her seriousness and continued, "So other than hiking and being cautious what sort of work would the internship entail?"

 

[cgraven]

"Morrigan, Morrigan Smythsson. Please forgive my rudeness in not introducing myself when I came in. I understand about the hiking and what the country used to be known for but it's an area I've always longed to visit,"

Dr. Kolkac bushy grey eyebrows lifted when Morrigan mentioned her grandmother as having emigrated from Romania. The subconscious act giving him almost the appearance of a shaggy old gray wolf. He was only half listening to the attractive young coed, a young woman that carried the blood of Transylvania and the Carpathian mountains would certainly be beneficial to his research. Morrigan gay laughter brought him back to the present.

"So other than hiking and being cautious what sort of work would the internship entail?" Her sparkling green eyes shown with her laughter and Dr. Carl Kolkac couldn’t help but notice what a charming young creature she was. When he snapped out of his daze his voice was a bit shaky and his cheeks tinged in crimson as her realized the young woman bust have noticed how his eyes where roaming over her supple young body.

“Well Miss Smythsson you would be recording my interviews with local villagers, helping me research the local records for reported sightings of theses supposed creatures, and then trans cribbing my notes.”

He hesitated a moment before continuing.

“As you would be representing the university you would be required to wear appropriate attire, skirts , blouses and the school blazer. Of course in the mountains hiking appropriate shorts and boots would be acceptable.”

He passed Morrigan and application form fully expecting that she would now change her mind as the internship was not just some frivolous outing to Europe.

 

[caela]

“As you would be representing the university you would be required to wear appropriate attire, skirts , blouses and the school blazer. Of course in the mountains hiking appropriate shorts and boots would be acceptable.”

All right the idea of wearing her school uniform most of the summer didn't really appeal but it would make packing easy enough and she'd sort of expected it. She'd heard about summer internships from other students of course and that some professors required a stricter dress code than others. She wasn't really all that surprised that this professor was one of them.

Taking the application from him she offered him a slight grin and pulled a pen from her bag. She filled out the application right there in front of him. It really wasn't that long and asked pretty standard questions involving her grades (solid 4.0 average) and major (undecided) as well as why she wanted the internship. Overall it only took about ten minutes to fill it out and she hoped he wouldn't count that against her but when she knew what she wanted she often went after it.

Handing it back to him she rose from the chair and offered him her hand, "Please let me know whatever you decide professor but I sincerly hope the letter I get is one accepting me as your summer intern."

With a last smile she turned and left confident that the meeting had gone well.

 

[cgraven]

Handing it back to him she rose from the chair and offered him her hand, "Please let me know whatever you decide professor but I sincerely hope the letter I get is one accepting me as your summer intern."

With a last smile she turned and left.

Morrigan Smythsson. Got her answer a week later, the next two where a whirlwind of vaccinations and shots visa and finalizing travel plans. On the second of June Morrigan found her self in Boston at Logan airport boarding the Austrian Airlines for Bucharest. Dr. Kolkac arrived looking like the typical absent minded professor, in his crumpled tweed jacket, and his glasses riding on the end of his nose. He patted his pockets searching for his boarding pass which the gate attendant took from his outside breast pocket. Most of the trip they spent sleeping on the late night flight. A day in Bucharest with a endless series of boring official meetings and applications for travel passes and then they wher on their way to the northern mountain city of Sinaia, the old summer capital and finally to the 14th-century town of Sighisoara and the birthplace of Vlad Tepes -- more notoriously known as Vlad the Impaler or Count Dracula -- and to the famous Castle Bran, often referred to as "Dracula's Castle." It seemed they where to stay in the castle.

He had shyly stolen glances at the charming young beauty and then would blush when she noticed. He seemed to brighten and become more relaxed once they where in Europe. When they where told they would be sharing a room at the castle he did not seem to blink even thought in Bucharest he had insisted on separate rooms much to the amusement of the hotel desk clerk. During their journey to Sighisoara he was a virtual travel log on the sights and the history of the region.

Dr. Kolkac had left Morrigan to shower and get ready for dinner while he went to the libray of the castle. He was about to make some notes when he realized he had forgotten his pen. When he returned to their room he found Morrigan eberging from the bathroom in nothing but her towel and he blushed furious ly but made not move to leave his eyes devouring her beauty in her near naked state his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

 

[caela]

Dr. Kolkac had left Morrigan to shower and get ready for dinner while he went to the libray of the castle. He was about to make some notes when he realized he had forgotten his pen. When he returned to their room he found Morrigan eberging from the bathroom in nothing but her towel and he blushed furiously but made not move to leave his eyes devouring her beauty in her near naked state his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

The shower had been delightful. The last few weeks had been such a flurry of activity that now that they were at last to their destination she'd luxuriated in the large shower provided. Tomorrow she wanted to test the tub but she didn't have quite that much time tonight.

Humming to herself she'd wrapped a towel around her and emmerged to find Dr. Kolkac staring at her and unable to move. Like him she blushed furiously and for a moment her mouth simply hung open not knowing what to say.

At last she managed to stammer..."Can I help you Doctor?"

 

[cgraven]

Like him she blushed furiously and for a moment her mouth simply hung open not knowing what to say.


She was beautiful more beautiful that Carl had realized. He legs long and sculptured her towel barely covering Morrigan’s sweet young pussy and her well rounded heart shaped ass as she clutched the towel to her high firm breats. The young woman’s luxurious hair clung to her face and rivulets of water tricked from th girls silken mane.

At last she managed to stammer..."Can I help you Doctor?"

Carl suddenly found Morrigan in his arms his hard muscular body pressed to hers, and his lips brushed the young coed’s in a searing kiss. Carl stepped back bushing crimson.

“Miss Smythsson I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me.”

He could not take his eyes from her and it was obvious that dressed or more to the point undressed as she was had deeply affected him. Carl steeled him self for the slap across his face that he knew would be coming.

 

[caela]

Morrigan gasped in surprise as she was pulled tight against the professors chest. His lips on hers were hot and demanding but gentle as well as caught her so unawares that she simply responded without thought. When at last he released her she stared up at him in shock. She hadn't known he was in such good shape but pulled against him she'd felt the hard lines of a body kept in peak condition despite his absentminded appeareance.

“Miss Smythsson I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me.”

Morrigan blushed and realized that while he apologized he was still standing incredibly close and making no move to leave so she could dress. She knew she should smack him but the kiss hadn't been entirely unwelcome even if it had been unexpected.

Biting her lower lips she chuckled softly at last and looked up to meet his eyes, "I think it's usually called desire Doctor. If you don't mind I should be getting dressed."

 

[cgraven]

Biting her lower lips she chuckled softly at last and looked up to meet his eyes,

"I think it's usually called desire Doctor. If you don't mind I should be getting dressed."

Carl was surprised when the blow to his cheek did not come nor did she lash out at him screaming How dare you! Her lips in fact had parted to his and the memory of it, the sweet taste of her and the feel of her young body pressed to his emboldened Dr. Kolkac. The light of the quarter moon streamed through the open window of their room, its soft light bathing the near naked beauty. He stood their looking at Morrigan and he felt that desire for her spreading through his body. The one thing he was sure of was that he did not want her to dress, in fact he wanted quite the opposite. His eyes shown with desire for her as he stepped closer, his body now close to hers she could fell the heat of it, his lips a breath away from her.

Wit a boldness Morrigan had never seen in him before his lips pressed to hers in another searing kiss and his fingers slowly tugged at the towel that hid her from him.

“Morrigan"

He sighed in to their kiss. His voice laced with passion and desire.

 

[caela]

Morrigan had expected him to leave but instead he drew her to him once more. As his lips claimed hers she whimpered softly not sure what to do. Part of her knew she should pull away but a larger part of her didn't want to. He kissed well and she could feel the warmth of desire sliding through her body. For a moment she pressed closer to him but when she felt his fingers tugging at her towel her own grip tightened on it not letting it fall.

“Morrigan"

She could hear the passion and desire in his voice but that single word broke the spell over her and she managed to step back with a shake of her head, "We shouldn't be doing this, if anyone found out you'd be in trouble."

Grabbing her clothes off the end of the bed with one hand she darted back into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. Leaning against it she had to fight to catch her breath while she still clung to her towel.

"Morrigan, you twit!" she hissed at herself, "Behave damnit, he'd your professor and acting the fool could get him fired if anyone found out."

Quietly she dressed and didn't emerge from the bathroom until she heard him leave the bedroom.

 

[cgraven]

We shouldn't be doing this, if anyone found out you'd be in trouble."

Grabbing her clothes off the end of the bed with one hand she darted back into the bathroom and locked the door behind her.

Carl was sure that he had seen his own desire mirrored in Morrigan’s flashing greens. She had responded to his kiss had pressed her supple young body to his and he felt the passion and pleasure ripple through her and then she had run like a frightened little rabbit. He pressed his forehead to the bathroom door his hand tried the door knob but he felt the residence of the lock, the young coed’s musky fragrance called to him stirred some thing deep and dark in him and its intensity scared and enticed Carl Kolkac at the same time.

He wandered out on to the small balcony of their room. The moons silvery crescent smiled down on him as if he where a lost child, its ghostly light bathing him and the Carpathian mountains in its shimmering light. The howl of a wolf echoed in the valley and again his soul longed for… something…….he was not sure what.

He could not go down to the banquet in their honor alone he would have to wait for Morrigan or surely tongues would wag.

He turned at the sound of the lock door opening and turned as the young ravishing coed emerged from the sanctuary his lust had driven her to. He waited there o the balcony cloaked in the moon’s pale silvery light.

 

[caela]

Morrigan felt calmer as she emerged from the bathroom. She prayed the meal wasn't meant to be formal because she hadn't brought anything formal to wear. Instead she wore her school uniform as the Professor had told her she would be often in their interview. She hoped it would suffice.

Sticking her head out the door into the hallway she was confused. She'd been sure he wouldn't go far without her. She'd simply thought he'd gone into the hall to give her the privacy to change when he realized she wasn't going to come out of the bathroom.

Smoothing her skirt down to just above her knees she wondered idly where he'd gone. She couldn't remember her way down to the banquet hall on her own and hoped that Dr. Kolkac would return soon, she could hear her stomach rumbling and knew she needed to eat.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed she sighed softly and tried not to think about that kiss. She hadn't thought sharing a room with him would be so bad, it wasn't ideal certainly, but even now she could feel desire tugging low in her belly and she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep quietly beside him.

Luckily the room was large enough to warrant extra furniture and there was a couch near the fireplace. She'd sleep there.

 

[cgraven]

Carl watched as Morrigan emerged from the bathroom she was stunning her beauty breathtaking even in her simple school uniform. Smoothing her skirt down to just above her knees then edging towards the single bed if the room she sat looking the embodiment of sensual innocence. His foot scraped against a paving stone of the balcony and for a moment, bathed in that ghostly moon light Dr. Carl Kolkac could have been one of the undead from of Transylvania’s haunted past.

The moment of panic and fear that shown in those flashing green eyes thrilled Carl form some reason and Morrigan was more desirable and enchanting to him in that brief moment than ever before.

“Our host will be expecting us Miss Smythsson.”

Though Carl had reverted to his familiar formality the look in his eyes showed his still smoldering desire. He escorted the young coed down to dinner and all eyes turned to her as they descended the long formal stairway. It was oblivious that all the men present where taken with her beauty and Morrigan received more than one envious look from the women.

Dr. Kolkac was seated to the right of their host a local official and Morrigan to his left. The dinner was a typical European affair. Aperitifs before dinner, The wine flowing like water, each coarse having its own special wine, and an endless series of toasts, which all where expected to participate in. The meal dragged on hour hours not the typical quick affair she was use to in the states and Morrigan’s glass never seemed to be empty. After dinner there as coffee and brandy and when their host noticed that Morrigan was a bit hesitant he smiled charmingly.

“ Miss Smythsson this is a very special brandy from the region and I very much would like you to sample it.”

All during the meal Dr. Kolkac had stolen side long glances savoring his young interns chaste beauty.

 

[caela]

Morrigan started at the sound of a footstep scraping on the balcony and for a single moment panic and fear flooded through her and her eyes widened while her imagination drew up images of all sorts of monsters coming to claim her. Seeing it was only Dr. Kolkac she smiled warmly, her relief evident in her eyes.

“Our host will be expecting us Miss Smythsson.”

"Of course Doctor," she saw just as formally and took his offered arm. Being escorted down the stairs she felt entirely out of place. As she'd feared most of those present were dressed much more formally than she was but that didn't stop the appreciative looks from the men or the envious ones of the women, many of whom Morrigan though looked much more beautiful than her in their formal dresses and jewels.

Dinner was a much longer affair than she was used to and even before the third course she was feeling lightheaded from the wine. She'd enjoyed the occassional party of course but she'd never been a heavy drinker and all of her friends teased her about being a "lightweight" unable to hold her drink. She stuck to sipping at the different wines they brought her but it seemed that the servants circulating among them never let her glass become even half empty so she had no idea how much she was truly drinking.

When the coffee and brandy were brought around Morrigan was grateful for the coffee but she was quite ready to avoid the brandy. The drink looked good and the aroma that rose from the glass she'd been given was heady but she was already much closer to drunk than she wished to be and didn't want to embarass herself in front of such company.

“ Miss Smythsson this is a very special brandy from the region and I very much would like you to sample it.”

Sipping at her coffee Morrigan tried to think of a polite way to decline and simply couldn't come up with anything. How did one tell their host that they didn't want to drink his brandy without offending him? It was something she hadn't had to worry about in the States and now she was stuck.

Picking up the glass she sipped at her brandy and found that it was as smooth and heady as she'd expected it to be. Offering their host a small smile she spoke quietly and hated hearing the slight slurring of her words. It wasn't bad but she knew if she drank anymore she'd embarass herself and Dr. Kolkac.

"It's delicious Sir. I don't dare drink anymore though I'm afraid, the wine from dinner is already going to my head. I don't hold alcohol well," she admitted with an embarassed smile.

 

[cgraven]

"It's delicious Sir. I don't dare drink anymore though I'm afraid, the wine from dinner is already going to my head. I don't hold alcohol well,"

She admitted with an embarrassed smile.

“Ah I understand that temperance is a virtue Miss Smythsson and normally I would be offended but how can one take offence from such beauty?”

Her host pressed his lips to the back of Morrigan’s hand and his dark handsome looks where reminiscent of the famed count Dracula. He took her arm and Led the calmly beauty from the dinning room across the hall to the ballroom. The rest of the guest following in their wake. As they entered the small orchestra struck up a waltz and ther host took Morrigan into his arms for the first dance. Dinner had been a three hour affair and it seemed now their was to be a ball.

His arms held her firmly and guided Morrigan through the waltz. As the passed the mirrored wall she saw both their reflections in the ornate morrows. His body sensually flowed against hers. Several other men danced with the stunning young American beauty and then Morrigan found her self in Dr. Kolkac’s arms. His body pressed to hers he held her in the classic pose of the dancer his right hand firmly on the small of her back, his left holding her hand lightly. The strains of the waltz Caressed her as His hips pressed to Morrigan’s as they swayed and glided to the music. As the music faded, Carl lead Morrigan from the dance floor made their apologies and helped her up to their room.

 

[caela]

“Ah I understand that temperance is a virtue Miss Smythsson and normally I would be offended but how can one take offence from such beauty?”

Morrigan blushed at the compliment and couldn't even manage to stammer a thank you before he was leading out to the ballroom. She couldn't help but think it was a good thing he knew how to lead because dancing wasn't her speciality. Still he led her very well and when they spun past one mirrored wall she had to fight down a gasp of surprise. He led well enough that he even made her clumsy attmepts look fluid and graceful.

By the time he released her, her head was spinning. Too much alcohol and then dancing as well had given her a headrush that made her feel lightheaded. Before she could recover from it someone else had swept her into their arms. It seemed for a time that she didn't even get the chance to slow down, one man would release her and another would claim her until finally it was Dr. Kolkac whose arms wrapped around her waist.

She smiled up at him glad to see a familiar face. She knew he was pressing closer to her than he needed to but she didn't fight his grip around her waist or argue when he made their excuses. She thanked their host for a lovely evening and allowed Dr. Kolkac to lead her back up to their room.

"Thank you Doctor. I need to sit down," she said and sank into an armchair near the fireplace. Looking around she was struck once more by the fact that they were supposed to share this room together and her resolution to sleep on the couch. She was glad it looked plush and comfortable or it would be too easy to curl up in the bed.

"I'll sleep on the couch tonight," she said quietly. "I just need to gather up the energy to get up and change, alcohol always makes me sleepy," she said with a yawn. Her head drooped against her chest and before she could get up to change into her nightgown she fell asleep in the chair.

 

[cgraven]

"Thank you Doctor. I need to sit down,"

There was no doubt that Morrigan was a little more than tipsy as she plopped into the chair. Her cheeks where rosy and her speech a bit slurred.

"I'll sleep on the couch tonight," she said quietly.

"I just need to gather up the energy to get up and change, alcohol always makes me sleepy," she said with a yawn.

Carl smiled as she sensually stretched her arms above her head and then she was gently snoring lost to the world of the living. He shook his head as he gathered Morrigan into his arms and carried her to the bed. Carl cradled the young beauty in his arms and slipped her school blazer from her shoulders. Carl neatly folded it and placed it over the back of the chair. He slipped her shoes from her dainty feet placing them by the bed. He just stood there for several minutes watching her sleep and he sighed. If the young beauty slept in her uniform then it would be rumpled for their morning meeting. Slowly her took off Morrigan’s blouse and then eased her skirt down over her hips.

God she was beautiful. and Carl could feel his passions for her rising again he bent down and rolled her thigh high stockings off. He leaned over to kiss the stunning young beauty good night his lips brushing hers.

 

[caela]

Morrigan was dead to the world. She didn't feel the doctor undressing her at all. She was already lost in dreams and, because they were dreams, wasn't surprised to find that the doctor had a starring roll. As did their handsome host.

She dreamed that she danced with both of them, each of them taking turns spinning her around the dance floor until she was warm and dizzy from it all. At last she made them allow her to sit down she she could catch her breath and noticed a full moon rising outside the over the gardens.

It was beautiful and made her breath catch until she looked at the two men she was with. As the moon rose higher she noticed a feral light coloring their eyes and felt fear creeping up her spine. Her dream became a nightmare as both men release ear splitting howls and began to change before her very eyes.

Not waiting for the transformation to complete she cried out and started running to escape the castle.

As her dreams haunted her she whimpered and thrashed in the bed as if her body were physically trying to escape the torments of her dream but was unable to wake up.

 

[cgraven]

As her dreams haunted her she whimpered and thrashed in the bed.

Carl enfolded the tormented young beauty in his arms he held her tight to his body as she whimpered and thrashed in her wild nightmare. He was afraid to wake her less she become more frightened so he held her, bathed her face with kisses and whispered she was safe, safe in his arms. Her struggling supple young body caressed and pressed to him. Her hips ground against his and he could feel his own arousal pressing to Morrigan’s belly. His hands brushed her silken mane from her angelic face and he held her tighter as her nightmare seemed to peek and she fell panting in to his arms. At last Morrigan stilled as her head came to rst on Carl’s chest.

 

[caela]

At last she managed to escape the grip of her nightmare though she would have sworn that she could hear their hosts laughter following her as the dream faded. Enfolded in Carl's arms her dreams became more pleasant and her breathing evened out at last. Nuzzling his chest in her sleep her arms wrapped around him as she sank into deep, peaceful sleep.

Waking in the morning she was startled to find herself in just her bra and panties and her body cradled against the still sleeping doctor. She didn't want to wake him so she didn't dare move but closed her eyes and feigned sleep hoping he would wake soon and disentangle himself from her. She didn't know how she'd ended up this way but he had some explaining to do.

 

[cgraven]

He had felt Morrigan nuzzling his chest in her sleep her arms wrapped around him as she sank into deep, peaceful sleep at last. Suddenly he felt he supple young body tense. Carl could feel her heart racing the way her breath caught told him she must be wake. Even with out opening his eyes he knew it must be morning as he could feel the gentle warmth of the sun on his face. Yet Morrigan did not try to move from his arms or even take hers away from around him.

Carl Kolkac was much more skilled in the ways of the world than his young intern. He knew that when he did wake she would be furious demanding an explanation He had to try to do something to defuse the situation or she would go stumping back to MacGyver in righteous anger. He lay there for almost half an hour before his lips brushed hers in a tender kiss.

“Morrigan you where quite drunk last night my dear and what a naughty girl you where but your honor is safe.”

It was a bold move but the only one that he had open to him if he was to save his job.

 

[caela]

“Morrigan you where quite drunk last night my dear and what a naughty girl you where but your honor is safe.”

Naughty? What on earth could she have done? She remembered coming up to the room and practically falling into the chair, she even remembered telling him she'd sleep on the couch. The next thing she remembere was her nightmare. Was it possible she'd done something other than fall asleep in between? It wouldn't have been like her at all but she supposed it was possible.

Looking up at him she drew away, dragging the blanket with her, and nodded her head. Looking around for her clothes she found them and quickly made to grab them from the chair where he'd laid them.

"However I acted I apologize Dr. Kolkac. I promise it will not happen again. I'll make sure I don't drink so much again."

Disappearing into the bathroom she leaned against the door for a moment before twisting on the shower and shedding her bra and panties. She could believe that the Doctor hadn't crossed the line but she would have prefered to hear that he simply undressed her so that she could sleep comfortable than that she'd behaved badly.

Leaning against the shower wall she sighed softly as the water beat down on her. She knew she couldn't hide there long, they'd be expected down to breakfast soon, but she didn't want to face the Doctor again either knowing she'd made a fool of herself in front of him.

 

[cgraven]

Looking up at him she drew away, dragging the blanket with her, and nodded her head. Looking around for her clothes she found them and quickly made to grab them from the chair.

"However I acted I apologize Dr. Kolkac. I promise it will not happen again. I'll make sure I don't drink so much again."

Carl just smiled as Morrigan made a hasty retreat into the bathroom. He heard th shower pounding down at full force and he idly wondered how long this flight would last. There was something about the enticing young beauty that peeked his interest. She had definitely responded to his kiss before dinner last night and again during her nightmare and she had warped her arms around him as she slept. She appeared to be tow very different people. One a shy vivacious young coed, the other a sultry young beauty very much aware of her effects on men. He had seen it at dinner as her guard eased due to the wine and then again on the dance floor. She seemed to respond to strength, he had noticed when she danced with their host and again when she had danced with him. A thought crossed his mind could she be a submissive? Carl was well familiar with submissive from his youth in Europe and he wondered if this sunning young American coed had the inner strength that was the hallmark of a true submissive. Oh he had seen those in America who played the game of dominance and submission but few her truly where. Yet it was a life he had not led sense coming to McGyver one he dearly missed.

Carl knocked on the bathroom door as he turned the handle and found Morrigan in her haste had forgotten to lock it. He decided to put that thought to the test.

“ Morrigan I need to shave so make yourself decent I am coming in.”

He knew she was still in the shower and he gave her no time to get out. As he stood at the sink her avenue of escape was cut off. Carl leisurely lathered his face and began to shave.

“Morrigan there is no need for apologies….”

He Paused as his old fashioned straight razor scrapped his cheek.

“….On the contrary you where most delightful my dear and quite charming as well.”

Again a pause as the razor scraped along his throat.

“…………………………………thank you for a most memorable evening.”

Carl was dressed only in his boxer shorts as she poked her head out of the shower. If only she was what a delightful summer it might turn out to be.