Sex on my Birthday

[intriguess]

My birthday is tomorrow and been trying to arrange to have sex on my birthday which is undoubtedly not going to happen. So figured I'd spin a thread instead, which of course will be more autobiographical and therefore be related to aspects of my other threads as far as they are pulled from real life.

IC

The joys of a September birthday, being too close to begining of semester to make friends, just far enough in that everyone has plans to go home or whatever. So throughout school planning a birthday party had been only among established friends. Then in college trying to make new friends usually didn't occur until after her birthday. She'd had some doozies for birthdays, and then she started her job in August which made for the same problems, such that she ended up working on her last two birthdays.

Life had certainly stirred her life up and she somehow ended up unemployed just in time to take care of her nieces while her sister was recovering from heart surgery, and then stay with her grandmother until they were able to place her in a long term care facility especially designed for Altheimer's/Dementia.

So her personal life had taken a hit, and come August when her grandmother moved. She felt lost, and she ended up pursuing her Doctoral degree and arranging things so she could have sex on her birthday. Now it was a matter of which of her various guys she was seeing was available.

 

[scribe_m]

Scribe appears on Intriguess' doorway, a small white box in a gilded golden bow. "Dear Intriguess, it appears that today is your birthday. I wish you well, this day of days, and hope the guests shall arrive soon. You may open this box, though that does not mean you have received the gift." Scribe bows gracefully.



Scribe.

 

[Logan2]

Logan moved around the flower shop a third time and still couldn't decide which flowers to buy. Of course he wouldn't buy them right away since her birthday was tomorrow but he wanted to make sure the exact right flowers where available, but somehow he couldn't decide which the right ones where.

There where the red roses. The red wasn't to heavy to suggest anything, it was more of a friendly warm red that would brighten any room and bring back some resemblelence of spring.

Or should he take the red/yellow gerbera. The blossom leaves where yellow on the inside and red on the outside which gave them the look of a staring rainbow.

The last options where the white lilies, but they suggested a purity that Logan didn't want to pursue.

After some more minutes he decided to take the gerbera. They conveyed the spirit of spring even better then the roses and would fit niecly into her appartment. He made sure that he could pick up the flowers early tomorrow and went looking for the other part of her present.

 

[GamerEmpire]

[OCC: I want to know if this is closed. If not.]

David [occ: that is my real first name so address me as such if you wish] walked around at least 24 different stores to find a gift for Intriguess. He decided on a rather expensive one, a new Dell laptop. Paying a couple hundred dollers and putting the laptop in his backpack, he walked the roughly 3 mile trip from that store to her house, and stood causally next to the other 2 men.

 

[intriguess]

She had left various messages expecting maybe one of them to follow through. She should have known better, not that she considered herself irresistable, even though most of her guys would say she was. She woke up fairly early, wanting to make the best use of the day. She walked downstairs in her pj's debating what to have for breakfast when she noticed the extra cars outside.

Peeking out the window she was shocked to see three of the guys she was dating on her doorstep. She was wondering if it was a competition thing, or she'd just ended up lucky as last week none of them had been sure they could spend time with her today. She fervently hoped this wasn't going to backfire in her face. They all knew there was nothing exclusive, but knowing it and seeing it were two different things. She headed to the door still wearing what she slept in, an old comfy snug t-shirt and silky pajama pants.

She almost expected them to yell surprise and for a camera crew to come out of no where. "I'm so not a morning person," she said as she invited them in. She took the gifts and set them aside for moment as she went looking for a vase for the flowers. "I didn't expect such a response." She admitted as she looked at them all.



OOC I really didn't expect multiple responses, also I never use my real name and intend to do the entire thread without ever using a name, so if you feel the need for a name use intriguess

 

[Logan2]

Logan entered and handed intriguess his other presend. After she unwraped it she found a small box of fine belgium chocolates. He had sought for a present that was sweet and a bit exotic, just like her.

He smiled at her. "Should I sat something up while you dress?"

 

[GamerEmpire]

He walked in and sat at a table, looking her over. Maybe she wasn't too popular, but oh well, she was buiteful enough for him.

 

[scribe_m]

Embarrassed, Scribe says, "Oh, how rude of me. I regret not knowing the habits of yourself better. Yet you do look lovely and radiant this morn. I wish to you, then, a Happy Birthday, the merriest of these occasions. What shall we do? What shall we do? Shall I produce a delicious cake? Games to play? Or shall you regale us with a tale of your exotic literature?"


Scribe.

 

[intriguess]

The offer to cook was well far beyond her expectations. She accepted the compliments graciously, and somehow managed to hug each of them and place a warm kiss on their cheek. She was not the type to play them against each other, and was slightly overwhelmed by the concept of entertaining them all at once.

"I would love some French toast, if you wouldn't mind figuring out the kitchen while I slip into something a little less casual." She could have said comfortable, but it seemed a bit cliche.

 

[Logan2]

Logan walked up to the kitched, opend every door until he found the fridge and produced some eggs, butter and milk. Then he searched for a pan, a shallow bowl and spices and started to scramble the eggs, add some milk and spices.

"Could some of you guys look for the bread?"

 

[scribe_m]

"Bread? Bread? Delicious bread! I present to you the finest bread crafted by honest hands of hardworking bakers!" The kitchen seemed to shine a little radiently, as The Scribe produced an uncut loaf of bread. Taking a knife, he began slicing it, and looked forward to the taste of french toast.

OOC: I keep picturing The Baron for "The Cat Returns" but even *he* doesn't act this way...


Cedric.
aka. Washu! ^O^

 

[intriguess]

She was glad she'd taken a long hot bath last night, so that she didn't have to bother with a shower this morning. She preferred baths to showers in general and with her thick hair, unless she wanted to spend a lot of time with a blow dryer she had to wash it at night. She took a moment to comb out her long hair and debated what the heck to wear. She wanted to be somewhat comfortable, of course that accounted for nearly her entire wardrobe.

She slipped out of her pj's and it being a cool September morn, opted for a pair of comfy jeans and a long sleeved shirt to wear over her danty panties and simple white bra. She could smell that they were indeed making breakfast as she ran a comb through her hair one last time before heading back to the kitchen.

"Glad to see you haven't set off the smoke detectors yet," she joked.

 

[Logan2]

"Na," Logan said, "making breakfast is my second favorite thing and so I'm pretty good at it." He fetched 4 plates and placed them on the table. "I couldn't find the coffee."

He looked expectationly at her and indicated the coffee machine that was allready filled with water.

 

[intriguess]

She let out a full throated laugh, it was so precious. It was funny how she'd been intimate with each of these guys yet they knew so little about her. She supposed it was her fault, she was naturally guarded and when she finally caught her breath she explained.

"I don't have any coffee, I'm not even sure where you dredged up that coffee pot." She smiled apologetically, "I don't care for the taste." She understood the confused look on his face, she'd commented on the smell of coffee the first time she'd been at his place.

"I do have some breakfast tea around here somewhere." She said as she opened a cupboard and pulled down an assortment of tea bags.

 

[Logan2]

"Doh," Logan slapped his hand on his forehead, "of course."

He helped her to make the tea and set the table for the breakfast.

"It is strange that we know each other that long and don't know that much about each other. I guess we should talk more."

He started to wonder if this was the case with all people he met, if he really knew anybody.

 

[intriguess]

"Well we don't exactly spend a lot of time practicing conversation when we are together." She found the sight of him cooking was kind of sexy and tried to quell her naughty thoughts. "Plus I'm not one of those people that enjoys phone conversation."

Heck when she thought about it she wondered if she'd ever had a phone conversation that lasted more than 15 minutes or went beyond confirming meetings, or making arrangements. Her phone usage was geared towards information only.

 

[Logan2]

Logan grinned at her,

"I remember one phone call I enjoyed tremendously." Then he got serious again. "But you are right, we don't spend much time talking, and perhaps that should change."

He help her set the rest of the breakfast and sat down with the other guys.

"But now lets eat, the french toast is still warm."

He offered each one a piece and then he took one for himself in the meantime Intriguess poured the tea. He raised his cup, looked at her and offered a toast.

"To your birthday and may we try to know each other better."

 

[scribe_m]

"Indeed, indeed!" cried The Scribe, raising his cup of tea. "A toast of tea to our honored Intriguess. Perhaps you can tell us tales of what you found most exciting, or we can indulge another of your whims?"


Scribe.

 

[intriguess]

With the tea, it was definetly an Alice in Wonderland moment. She did recall that particular conversation, she knew her phone etiquette wasn't that great and so occasionally called while preparing a bath or fresh out of one to give herself a sort of I know something you don't know boost.

"I actually expected a very quiet, very boring birthday. In comparision to my previous celebrations almost anything would look good."

 

[Logan2]

"You deserve more then a boring birthday, that's why we all have come. This whole day should be special. We all have the whole day off and so we can do whatever you want."

He started to count on his fingers.

"We can stay here and rent some DVD's, go shopping, hit the sack and have fun, go to an amusement park...your fancieest wish will be our command."

 

[intriguess]

The offer to go shopping revealed just how little he knew about her, but that was as much her fault as his. Of course the fact that she was far from the typical gal was undoubtedly the reason they were all with her. The song 'Its raining men' suddenly popped into her mind. Chosing something to do if just one of them was there would have been simple, faced with three it was a mind boggling choice. It was also a little surprising that Logan did mention sex, she was trying to understand the I'd rather share than not have any.

That's when she thought about the few times when she did dream about multiple partners. She wasn't sure if the others were equally comfortable with Logan's suggested of hitting the sack.

"A massage would be nice, the more hands the merrier?"

 

[Logan2]

"A massage it will be," he looked around the living room and then back at her, "but I guess not here?" he asked. He got up and waited for her to tell them where she would like to be massaged.

 

[intriguess]

(my guess is that gamerempire has vanished, not sure about scribe)

She finished off breakfast and realized that she hadn't been expecting guests and her bedroom, such as it was, was a mess. "The guest bedroom?" she offered, watching as the dishes got set in the sink to soak.

 

[Logan2]

"Sure, guest bedroom sound fine," Logan wondered what her guest bedroom would look like, he never hab been to her house before, it just hadn't come up and so he didn't even knew she had a guest bedroom.

"As long as there is room for you to lie down and us to massage you this should be okay."

 

[scribe_m]

Scribe appeared, clad less formally. He had removed his coat, his tie, and his a frilly shirt was now open, revealing the hair of his chest. He kept on his black baggy pants, but removed his shoes, his feet still clad in dark black socks. "I regret my delay. I left to make myself comfortable. And now, my lady, it is time for us to give comfort as well." He opened the white box he had presented to Intriguess earlier, to reveal a translucent bottle with a stopper. Around the neck of the bottle was a simple yellow ribbon. Scribe untied it.

"This, my dear, is the finest oil from the farthest land, to be applied to none but the fairest of maidens. Logan, my kind sir, please apply it to the tips of your fingers, once our dear Intriguess prepares herself for our touch. This shall be a birthday to truly enjoy."

OOC: Sorry about the delay. Glad to know what's in that (bleep) box, lol.


Scribe.