Saphire's Jewels (closed)

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Big *hugs* to Saphire for writing with me.

Let's see where we go as we go down this list (and each other, lol.)

1) two campers meet out camping
2) Librarian and teacher or student
3) Coffee shop worker and customer
4) co - workers assigned the same project
5) milk man and woman
6) School Jock and School nerd


1. Campfire

Reginald enjoyed the solitude of the wilderness. I had taken him five straight months before he had a *day* to get away from the office, and darned if anything would spoil his "long" weekend. He had his pup tent, his downy sleeping bag, and a campground *all* to himself this fine Friday evening.

This fine *wet* Friday evening. The rain had poured. Thankfully, he had put up his small tent before it started. When you don't see the sun or stars, that's a good sign to camp early. He huddled all warm and comfortable in his sleeping bag as the rain pitter-pattered, then pitter-poured on his tent outside.

And then he had to go to the bathroom. Grumbling to himself for a bit, he left his tent, accepting his jacket becoming wet. It was dark, he took out his flashlight, and he found a tree.

He also saw another light.


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OOC- totally my pleasure hun *HUGS* when I said I had a few idea's I didn't think you would jump at all of them *giggles* if nothing else you will keep me entertained and busy *smiles* So I guess lets get this started.
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Name:Kristina Bell or Krissybell (her daddy's nick name for her.)
Age:22 years old
Studies: Photography her passion is wildlife.
Works: Part time in a coffee shop near her apartment.

(had to pick this picture I think every girl wishes to be her at least once)

Kristina Bell
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/saphirecameo/krissybell.jpg

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"oh yeah Krissy go take some photo's .......brilliant idea!!" Kristina trampled through the woods getting soaked, her mood becoming not unlike a storm. "ooow god ..grrr" Kristina tugs the leg of her jeans free from the snag "will this ever end" Kristina stops and looks toward the sky as if god himself should answer her.

It had probably been 2- 3 hours since Kristina had climbed down from the cliff face and decided to head back to her jeep, so far she was very lucky she had packed a small amount of supplies in her nap sack. A torch, water, film, camera, tripod, candy bar, apple. She had intended to climb the cliff face take some shots and be back home just after night fall...........this didn't seem to be how her plan was turning out.

Whacking branches out of her way she was whirling the torch around trying to find something she recognized as the way she came in........."Maybe.............nope" flopping down on a wet log no longer caring as she was soaked threw, her white shirt and dark blue jeans clung to her body like a second skin her long hair although tied back in her usual plat was plastered to her head she was a wreck and she was tired.

"Well Krissybell this is getting you no where" She scolded herself as she made herself stand up to keep moving. *CRACK, SNAP* Kristina turned around and looked scared to death, she couldn't see anything were the noise had come from "please no bears" she whispered to herself aiming the torch in that direction as she heard the noise again *CRACK, SNAP*

 

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As Reginald approached the light closer, he wondered... hmm... Chainsaw maniac? Blair Witch wannabee? Alien anal probe? (No, that was last week, as our customers asked us questions during our meeting.) He wondered about the wisdom of walking towards an uncertain light in the dark in the middle of nowhere.

Reginal shined the light towards the ground, avoiding her face. Seemed appropriate, although he doubted anything explicit was written for ettiquete about "in the middle of nowhere meeting god knows who in the woods in the pouring rain".

"Umm... are you alright?" Let's see. It's pouring rain, she doesn't even have a jacket on, and she's soaked to the skin. Yes, she's *definitely* alright. Reginald took off his jacket and placed it on her. The rain grew harder, and he began to feel the wet water soaking through his pajamas. "It doesn't look like you're prepared for rain. Did you camp here? I have a tent we can seek shelter in, although it's small. Come on."


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Frightened out of her skin Kristina couldn't speak she just stared at this hunk of a man traipsing around the woods in a wet weather jacket and pajama's during the pouring rain.

Blinking a few times and swallowing hard she regained the ability to speak but only after he had asked her several questions and given her his jacket. Krissybell would have protested but it was so warm and she was sooo cold, as if on cue her teeth chattered together.

"I...I ..I wasss Taking ph ph photo's" she stammered out so cold she thought she would become a human ice cube "didn't ex ex expect rai rai rain" Kristina huddled further into his jacket even though she felt so guilty he was getting soaked through.

When he asked her to follow him to his tent she was hesitant but she didn't have any other choice and it would be cruel to make him get as wet as her, so she followed he through the woods to his very small tent.

Sitting just inside the tent Kristina removed the jacket and handed it back to him "here don't you ge ge get as cold as me" she nodded insisting he take it. But already she was missing its warmth.

 

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Reginald gave a wane smile to the young woman. He felt wet and miserable, but her eyes simply warmed his heart. As her teeth chattered, he gave her a sympathetic frown. "Here, let me hold these for you." He picked up her supplies, and helped her along, showing the flashlight here and there, so she could make her way back to the camp. They silently entered, and he accepted back his coat, soaked as it was from the rain. As they sat, the flashlight cast a light against her hands. They were pallid, pale, shivering. He instinctively touched them, feeling their coldness. "You're so cold. Here." he said, holding her hands in his. He gave something of a laugh. "I'm sorry, my hands must be colder than yours. He held them to his chest, and wrapped his hands around hers. "There. Does that feel better?"

OOC: Mmmm... What if one of them were a ghost? lol.


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Kristina nodded as the warmth began to return to her fingers. "thank you" she said her voice now able to sound normal but she was soaked threw and her joints ached from the cold.

"it's really pouring out there" she said in an attempt to make conversation and ease the awkwardness of being cramp together in this tiny tent. Her eyes went to the fly of the tent and then back to the man who had saved her from becoming an ice cube. "I guess I should thank you......I must have gotten a little disorientated in the rain, I could have sworn my jeep was around here".

Krissybell felt embarrassed surely he thought she was a ditz traipsing around the rain lost holding a back pack and nothing else for survival. "I am normally good with directions" she added defensively even if it was a lie.

It was then that Kristina realized her shirt was clinging to her body like a second skin, hopelessly she tried to pry it from her body and wring it out by twisting the hem, "I guess its kind of pointless" she mumbled half to herself in defeat and began to unplat her hair so it would dry.

Without looking up she apologized for being a burden "I guess I wasn't in your camping plans sorry about interrupting" she looked at him then around his tiny tent again, she then added with a smile "then again I guess this rain wasn't in your plans either"



ooc - ooo spooky ......I frighten easy hehe but its up to you if you want ghost or not its your thread sweetie lol

 

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Reginal smiled back at her. "No, it's perfectly fine. I'm enjoying the company." As he saw her wring out her shirt, he couldn't help but notice her curves, and the way her clothes clung to her body. He adjusted the flashlight to give her what privacy he could. It merely reflected off the side of the tent, silhoutting her body, showing him more than he needed to know. Thankfully, it was dark, and he said, "Um... I'm wet too. Hope you don't mind if I take off a few things." With his back to her, he peeled of his shirt, struggling a bit as it stuck to his body. He did the same with his pants, hoping it would not make her uncomfortable. He found a towel and turned to her, the light of the flashlight just hinting at the muscles on his body. "Go ahead and turn around. I'll dry your hair off for you." Funny, he should have just given her the towel. But he let what he said stand, and began patting her off.


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Krissy wished she could get out of her wet clothes too, but she obviously had nothing to change into so wringing out her shirt would have to do. Glancing side ways she couldn't help but notice the tone of his body he was a handsome man.

As he removed his shirt she tried her best not to stare in his direction but being so close in such a small space made it very hard, Krissy untangled the last of her hair and let it dangle down her back.

Her hair now free but very damp she was uncomfortable to say the least but very startled by his offer to dry her hair. The fact that he had even thought to offer was touching, however Krissy didnt even know his name but in the end turned slowly so he could. After awhile it was actually soothing and relaxing having his strong hands pat and rub her hair with the soft dry towel.

Kristina closed her eyes, and began to relax she was exhausted from her trek through the woods in the pouring rain and her body was only just starting to get feeling back. But she was still cold from head to toe her nipples peeked under her shirt like hard stones because of the coldness and the dampness of her shirt she hoped he wouldnt notice.

 

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Reginald noticed. Or rather, he did his best to hide himself noticing, not too difficult with her back to him. He hoped that she wouldn't slide back, as there was *another* part of him that definitely noticed her. He resumed drying off her hair, slowly massaging it, rubbing her shoulders as well. The towel was slowly growing wet, and finally damp. "There. I have another towel. It's not exactly dry clothing, but you'll catch a cold in those wet clothes. You're shivering." He stretched the towel across her back, an impromptu screen allowing her some token privacy to remove her shirt. He did his best to turn away his head, although the light of the flashlight allowed a silhoutte of her curvaceous body to show on the towel.

OOC: Mmmm... accept the towel and ask if it's okay to lean back and rest.


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Krissy was shivering but she had almost been asleep until her stopped rubbing her hair. Realizing he was right she accepted the towel and smiled to herself as he held up the other towel in a screen for her to strip behind.

Slowly as her body was a little achy she removed her clothes peeling the wet layers from her skin, she shivered a little as she was naked and then wrapped the towel over her breast and tucked it in at the side to conceal her modesty.

"I'm...I'm done" she said hardly above a whisper as she tried to stifle a yawn. "I can't believe how tired I am" she smiled softly and was about to ask the kind man if he would mind her resting a little but she really couldn't unless she leaned against him.........it was then it occurred to her that she didn't even know his name.

Extending her hand she smiled and politely at him and said "My names Kristina by the way but you can call me Krissy" Yawning again she whispered an apology "so sorry I am just beat"

Looking around the tent she knew there was no way to lay down unless she was either laying down with him......in a towel that was not going to happen no matter how nice he was, Or she could lean up against him and maybe borrow his sleeping bag and just rest a little bit till the rain eased and she could get back to her car.

"would......I mean...hmm would you mind if I borrowed your sleeping bag just for a few minutes shut eye........I hate to ask but I am dead on my feet" as if to prove a point she stifled another yawn.

They shuffled around the tent a little and he handed her the sleeping bag then offered for her to lean on his shoulder,insisting he was fine and she needed to rest. Far to tired to argue Krissy did lean against him and closed her eyes.

 

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"Oh! I'm sorry. My name is Reginald. My due apologies, but given the circumstances..." his voice trailed off at his forced formality. This was entirely not what he expected from his trip, though he was not unaccepting of it. She leaned on him, them bundled somewhat in his sleeping bag. He was thankfull he had an air mattress -- his back on hard wet ground would be unwelcome. As he too drifted into slumber, he lay back, her body now pressing into his, her head resting at the crook of his neck. He closed his eyes, and began to dream.

He found himself awake in the woods, the sound of rain around him, falling from the sky, yet not uncomfortable on his flesh. He was walking alone now, no torch in his hand, yet the darkness illuminated for view. He found himself walking in mud, then stopping. Something not a tree was lifting from the wet mud. It was the form a woman, rising. He found himself holding her in his arms, not in an embrace, but as if he were keeping her from falling, sinking again into the watery murk. He produced a wet towel, and slowly wiped the mud from her face. Her eyes looked at him, sad and with tears. Her hand touched his cheek, and he could not help but become drawn to her, lightly touching her lips with his, then kissing her.

His own body stirred, as her body lay on his. As his breathing became that of slumber, his manhood became firmer, as it is wont to do during sleep -- and certain dreams.

OOC: Yeah, yeah, ye olde shared erotic dream shtick. Hope it works, lol.


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mmmm Kristina was liking this dream, her arms clung to a handsome stranger as he kissed her convincing her she was safe and above all desirable, his hands explored her body seeking to rid her of her towel, mmmmmm yes she whispered into his mouth as he kissed her again.

Her whole body was warm and tingly she was completely lost in this dream... and who could blame her. It was so real so tantalzing and it sure did chase away the cold.

Pressing into him her hands roamed over his body, over his naked chest mmmm she moaned again as her fingers skimed over his flesh and he kissed down her neck, it was amazing like he knew were to kiss her best.

Krissy could hear the rain pouring out side and a loud clap of thunder but she was unsure if it was in her dream or in reality and at this point she didnt care, this felt too good.


(ooc- sorry for the delay got caught up with some other stuff)

 

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Reginald tasted within his lips the taste of mud, dirt, rocks, and stone. Yet her mouth seemed so real, her tongue exploring his, as she caressed his body, his soul, perhaps. He held her tighter, the wetness tinged with dirt, as he felt her skin through the soaked towel. He began licking now, his tongue trailing down her neck, the towel dropping to the ground, sinking into the mud. His hands felt her chest, the prominent nipples of her hardening bosom. He heard her words, encouraging him onward.

A clap of thunder disturbed him, drowsily waking him up into a half-sleep. She was lying on top of him now, the towel loose. Her head turned towards his, seeking. His head rolled towards hers, finding her lips. They shared a smooth kiss in the tent, echoing the passion in their dreams.

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"mmmmm" pressing her body to the stranger Krissy let herself go she gave and took with passion she teased and tormented offering her body freely to him as the towel disappeared between there bodies, his hands caressed her skin and explored freely, his warm hands...........WARM HANDS!!!

Kristina opened her eyes just in time to see Reginald lean in for another mind numbing kiss......placing her hands on his chest she strained to push him away "No...wait stop, I was dreaming.. I didn't mean to..." She pleaded and then wished she hadn't because he did stop and he did look at her but he didn't back away and suddenly she became all to aware of her naked body pressed so sexually to his and the heat rising in her cheeks.

 

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1. Campfire

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Reggie said. A flash of lightning outside of the tent illuminated their faces, a mixture of confusion and wanting. He stroked her cheek gently, feeling the warmth on her face. She was here, real. "It's okay," he said. "It's okay."


2. The Library

Gladys pushed up the wire frame of her glasses. She knew The Book was here. *Here* In this library. She heard the rumors of its darkness, its ability to stir within those who touch it their deep desires, but this was nonsense. She was prepared, and touched the special magicks she had underneath her blouse, checking that they were still there.

However, The Book was in the restricted area of the library. Not a problem. As a visiting graduate student, she had access to this area. But she would have to be supervised, though this would only make her a little uncomfortable. She almost would welcome the stranger's company.

OOC: Hope this one works as well!


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(OOC - little confused by the change??? wasnt the other one just getting going??? I will think about this one and reply tomorrow my head is crying out for a pillow at the moment)

 

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Oh, I'm so sorry!" Reggie said. A flash of lightning outside of the tent illuminated their faces, a mixture of confusion and wanting. He stroked her cheek gently, feeling the warmth on her face. She was here, real. "It's okay," he said. "It's okay."

Krissy looked up at him his eyes so warm and inviting, for a brief moment she forgot her naked body pressed to his. A loud crack of thunder made her jump a little rubbing her body to his even more, Krissy blushed and began to pull away her hand searching for the towel to conceal her naked body but her eyes were locked on his.........he had kissed her so devinely.........he had felt so warm so......

 

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So he kissed her again. The divine lightning and throbbing rain took unto them a different quality. He touched her hair, oblivious to the forwardness of his touched. He looked deeply into her eyes, seeing naught but wanton passion. He leaned closer to her, and kissed, this time more deeply. Their rising warmth fought back against the curse of the cold wet darkness.


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Krissy stiffened for a brief second as his lips came in contact with hers again but soon she melted into him her hands placed against his chest began to stroke rather then push and her mouth joined the kiss her mouth surrendering to his as he deepened the passion.

A soft moan broke from her as his hand caressed through her hair his mouth tasted and felt so divine it was drugging.....soon the patter of rain on the tent and the rolling of thunder and crashing of lightening simply added to the intense feeling of desire within the tiny tent.

 

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Reginald felt Krissy, touching his chest, kissing him back. His lips melted into hers, as he could feel himself rising, his manhood becoming harder. Her hands ran through his hair, part delicate, part wanting. He himself was already stripped down to his boxers, and she was naked but for her panties. As they kissed, he began rubbing into her, his hardening tool pressing against the slit of her underwear. He moaned into her, and held her close, pressing her into him. The rolling of the thunder outside echoed their moving hips, riding together as their feelings welled within them.


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Never before had Kristina felt so carried away so out of control and yet so wonderful, she was panting and moaning and becoming bolder in her actions.

The feeling of him rubbing against her his desire obvious, he had rolled to now cover her and look down on her, Krissy's kisses trailed from his mouth to his neck to his shoulder as her hands circle his neck and stroked his sides her hips rising to meet him her delicate panties becoming wet she was sure he could feel it.

Her breast swelled and her nipples became hard as they brushed against his chest the contrast of her soft skin and his broad chest massed with tiny curls of hair was electrifying, he was so masculine compared to her so desirable.

The thunder crashed and Krissy gasped a little in owe of the situation but with no desire to stop it............she had never been this reckless or this carried away by raw human desire.

 

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Reginald was oblivious to the world around it. It was Kristina, him, the tent, and nothing else. He pulled off her panties, her hips raising off the floor of the tent. He pulled down his boxers, his massive manhood prepared to enter the woman. He took his cock and rubbed the head of it against the folds of her pussy, making it wet with her juices, smearing his precome over her slit. His cock head tingled with the feeling of her wetness, he rubbed the underside of his cock against the outside of her pussy and he let out a gasp. He then entered her, filling her moistness with his hard wanting cock. He lowered himself, kissing her full on the lips, feeling her firm bosom against his chest. As the rain grew harder, so did he. Lighting would crackle, and the sound of thunder echoed their moans in the small tent in the darkness in the rain.


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Krissy moaned, his thick rod teased her then slid into her wet pussy the walls of her woman hood surrounding him gripping him firmly but the moistness her excitement allowed him to fill her effortlessly, he filled her so fully her body quivered and delighted in the full sensation.

He kissed her deeply and she responded opening her mouth allowing him to kiss her so passionately her arms ran along his back and his sides as her hips lifted to meet him , her sensitive nipples brushed against his chest with ever thrust this tent was full of hot passion and bliss "oh ooooh yes" she moaned softly as her head buried into his neck and her lips and tongue found his collar bone.

 

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Reginald gasped as he entered Krissy. The air was so cold and her body so warm that his breath made a warm cloud as he felt her take him in. Her silken moist touch engulfed his manhood, sending nothing but pleasure into him. As he lowered himself to her, he felt her lips touch... nibble... lightly bite into his skin. He murmured a soft pleasure, as her tongue licked his neck. He returned the favor, holding her earlobe between his lips, flicking it with his tongue. Meanwhile, his hips were slightly raised, better able to thrust in and out of his new love. Her legs wrapped around his back, allowing her to rise up, meeting him as he entered her, again and again. "Ohhh..." he moaned, feeling her wetness slide and grip his swollen manhood. He lowered his mouth to her breast, kissing and licking downwards, finally taking one of her breasts into his mouth and sucking madly.

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Reginald gasped as he entered Krissy. The air was so cold and her body so warm that his breath made a warm cloud as he felt her take him in. Her silken moist touch engulfed his manhood, sending nothing but pleasure into him. As he lowered himself to her, he felt her lips touch... nibble... lightly bite into his skin. He murmured a soft pleasure, as her tongue licked his neck. He returned the favor, holding her earlobe between his lips, flicking it with his tongue. Meanwhile, his hips were slightly raised, better able to thrust in and out of his new love. Her legs wrapped around his back, allowing her to rise up, meeting him as he entered her, again and again. "Ohhh..." he moaned, feeling her wetness slide and grip his swollen manhood. He lowered his mouth to her breast, kissing and licking downwards, finally taking one of her breasts into his mouth and sucking madly.


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Krissy gasped and moaned with every pleasure every delight he bestowed upon her, her hands running down over his back and shoulders her legs squeezing him and meeting his rythem......"oh god yes" she moaned softly as he suckled her nipple and drove his hard cock deep inside her wet folds, her control was lost her mind was reeling and she wanted to ride this passionate wave all night.

Krissy thrust up to his down and gripped at his body for control she loved the intensity in which he was taking her the fire that seemed to be burning in this tent was out of control. soon there bodies were slick with sweat and there breathing labored but the magic kept on the rhythm never slowed it just kept right on......and on till she thought she could take no more and would faint from delight.


(OOC - sorry was away for awhile trying to catch up with everyone now)