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Name: Kali Turner
Age: 18
Height: 5' 3"
Eyes: Green
Hair: Strawberry Blonde



Kali took a look around her from where she sat in the saddle upon the back of her Stallion "Sabbath". Her green eyes looked over the fields as the sun began to sink upon the horizon, a light breeze picking up blowing gently agaisnt her face, the scent of dandilions and sweet grass tickling her nose.
Kali had lived here on her Uncle's ranch for 18 years of her life. Her parents had been killed in a plane crash shortly after she had been born, so her Aunt and Uncle had taken her in and raised her as there own. Kali had had a great childhood, and one that was filled with the passion of riding. She seemed to take to it naturaly. In fact when her Uncle had decided to teach her how to ride when she was eight, there was little teaching needed. She seemed to know what to do from the moment her foot had entered the stirrup. When she was fourteen she had entered her first rodeo competition and had walked away with first place.
But now she was a strikingly beutiful young woman of eightteen years, proud and possesing a kind gentle heart filled with compassion.
As her eyes scanned the plains she knew the hour was getting late and that she should return to the house for supper soon...but a few more moments out shouldn't hurt. So gently nudging Sabbath into a canter she proceeded on her way across the fields.
 
OOC: Roger Kerrigan. A drifter. 6' tall, 26 years of age, brown hair, green eyes.

IC:
The evening wind woke him up from his blissful sleep and left him craving for more. He dreamt of that town again and the things he had left there. Roger touched his breast through his brown t-shirt to reassure himself that his keepsake was still there. It was so he just sighed a big relief and stood up, streching his arms to the sides, then picked up his denim jacket, hanging it over his shoulder. He also picked up his backpack filled with clothes and varous odds and ends that helped him survive on his own wherever he might have roamed.

Night was the best time to travel in this state, with people so suspicious of strangers, especially the likes of him, who usually come from nowhere and disappear to nowhere, but not without stirring some kind of trouble it seemed. He would eat later, Roger decided. It was not good to eat with a sleepy stomach. A short walk to wake that buddy up and I will sup after sundown, he thought to himself.

The brown leather trousers squeaked and cracked and popped and sang as he started moving. He loved it, with each pace they would make yet another sound. Sometimes Kerrigan would try and invent a song to that weird tune. He stopped after a few paces hearing a horse's hoofbeat. Oh-o, not good, a tall rider or a plain and nowhere to hide... Roger decided not to hide as he had made enough tracks to find him and simply carried on northward, humming 'Paint it black.'
 
Krista, Kali's cousin

OOC: Krista is technically Kali's cousin, but they have grown up together ever since the accident with Kali's family, so they are, in practice, sisters. Krista love Kali, but was always jealous of her. She was beautiful, smart, an amazing bull rider, and most of all, Krista was sure her dad was more proud of Kali that of Krista's considerable accomplishments. Krista has a darker beauty than Kali. Whereas Kali has blonde hair, and a tight little body, Krista is taller, has much bigger breasts than Kali, and shoulder length black hair.

IC:
I was following Kali along the trail through the fields, and I saw that Sabbath was treating her much better than my stupid horse. I didn't need to be riding today ... my boyfriend and I had just had sex for the first time last night, and I was so sore, it was unbelievable. I had came out to talk to Kali about it. I was pretty sure that she had had her share of the boys we went to school with, but I wanted to know. I wanted to compare notes, as it were, and see what she had to say about it.

I watched her ride off ahead, totally comfortable atop her powerful horse, her body seeming a part of the horse. Her body had always turned me on, as soon as I was old enough to admire things like that. Watching her bottom slap against the saddle over and over again I grinned, thinking about the many times we had 'explored', naked, in the room that we shared.

"Kali," I called, "Are we gonna stop soon, have a little rest? It's getting late."
 
"It's getting late" I heard Krista say. Turning my head back to her I gave her a sweet smile and nodded. I knew she was jealous of the way her Father..my Uncle..seemed to take to me more than he did her. Inwardky I was worried about that...I didn't want a strain between us. I loved Krista so much.

I also knew soething else, something that had me curious. Last night she had had her boy friend over and I knew what they had done. Her sounds of ecstacy still filled my head and as I thought about it I could feel myself becoming arousd. The crotch of my panties began to get a little damp and my niples stiffened a little. And the motion of the horse wasn't helping much either. "We'll be heading back soon..." I said quietly.

But still I couldn't help thinking..what was it like, what had it been like for Krista last night... True I had had boy friends, but I had never gone that far...So far I had only gone so far as kissing...I made a note to ask her about it later that night when we were alone in our room.

As we continued on I began to turn Sabbath in the direction of the house, and as I turned...I wasn't sure but maybe I had sen someone walking over one of the hills just up ahead. Or was it just a trick of the light...
 
Roger Kerrigan

Just as he was getting to the part 'I look inside myself...' he turned again, trying to use the advantage of a hill to judge whether he had been followed by the rider or not. There was a rider, alright, and he or she got a twin. It couldn't have been a chase or a hunting party for if his memory served he hadn't done any mischief or stepped on anyone's toe in this county. So maybe it was the landowner having a ride in the premises, taking in the views or looking for a place to watch the sunset with his special ladyfriend. Whatever, Roger thought it would be nice if they didn't find him, see him or even suspect his presence.

He quickened his pace, his rested muscles working slowly but surely, taking him up the gentle slope to the flat, wide peak. From up there he could see the surroundings very well and he didn't think the view to be especially promising. At some point in the far distance the plain was cut by a dirt road only to continue endlessly on the other side.

"Man, this sucks," Kerrigan muttered to himself, punching his backpack with his right elbow to make the way it clung to his back more comforable. "Might as well carry on..." He started moving again, crossing the flat hill towards the descending slope and the dirt road in the distance.
 
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Krista

I brought my horse up alongside Kali's, and looked over at her. When she threw me a questioning look, I laughed, and shrugged it aside. "Nothing, just looking." I shook my head and looked forward, trotting alongside her, wishing we could get back home.

"Whatever happened to that boy you were seeing, Kali? You go and break his heart?" Kali couldn't seem to keep a boyfriend for longer than a month. She was gorgeous, true, but when all her talents shone through as much as her beauty, it seemed that boys just couldn't accept it all. It couldn't help that every friend of her boyfriend probably let it slip that he wanted to get into her panties, that could shatter a guy's confidence that he was the only one who held her heart.

As we rode along in silence, me waiting for her to reply, I thought about my boyfriend. Mikey and I had been going out for a little over a year now (a pretty long relationship for seniors in high school), and I thought I loved him ... was pretty sure, in fact. The night before had been so magical, my first time, and I couldn't wait till after dinner, when kali and I could discuss the details.
 
Kali

At her question my heart sunk again for the third time that week. Brad and I had been dating for only a short time, we had started on our second month and were at his house sitting on the sofa watching a movie. Before we had started doing that we had gotten into another arguement concerning sex. It seemed from the moment we met that was all he wanted..couldn't he had seen that I just wasn't ready yet? Yes I loved him..did love him.
But sometime during the arguement we just started laughing and kissing, both said it was rediculous to argue over and decided to watch a movie....but sometime during the middle of the mvie the front door opened and a girl walked in. It didn't take long, just a few short seconds...and she intorduced herself as his girl friend. Needless to say I had been shocked, and hurt deeply. And even though we had never done anything major...I felt used.
I had left his house quickly after another heated arguement, I left as quicly as I could so tey couldn't see my tears and walked back to my home.

Several minutes had passed before I finally answered Krista's question, my words shaking and hinting of both anger and sadness "Who needs him anyway."Then looking over at her I shouted "I'll race ya the rest of the way in!"

Squeezing my legs and thighs together sent Sabbath into a dashing gallop, at first I had left her far behind but then she began to catch up rather fast. Soon we were nearly side by side. Dashing past the place I thought I had caught glimpse of a lone figure walking I had no real time to take a look for it, instead she and I both raced along the fields back to the stables at the ranch house.

The race was a close one, REAL close, in fact by the time it was over and we were both gradualy slowing to a stop we had tied. Krista had gotten better it seemed. I dismounted and walked Sabbath the rest of the way into the stable, patting and rubbing his neck soothingly. "That was a good run Kris" I said with a grin. "Wonder what's for dinner."

After we had sabled our horses and made sure they were waterd and fed I turned to Krista and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Come on, lets go eat..and maybe if we're lucky your Dad will let us take his new jeep out for a spin afterwards!"
 
Roger Kerrigan

Dammit! I did have to look at those blasted riders, didn't I? I forgot where I was with the song and that pissed me off. When I heard them galloping I almost got a heart attack, thinking they actually were a chase party. Luckily, it was only a friendly race over the fields, or so it seemed. Well, all the better for me, I didn't have to explain my presence here. It would seem that the owners pay little attention to whoever crosses their premises. On the other hand there was no way in hell to patrol this tract of land. I thought that it would be better to go in the direction reverse to that of the two riders.

Coming to the dirt road I confronted a dillema: go by the road and turn westward or cross the road and go northwest across the land. I'd rather not go where I might meet someone by chance but all those hills were damn tiring. I let the backpack fall to the ground and streched my arms and back hearing some of the joints pop audibly. I produced a map and a flashlight to check how the road progressed in both directions but it was not marked. In the west was a NS asphalt road leading to a town of Madrigal some 7 miles North. Hmmm, I might hitchhike it there or cross the land of the riders, I thought to myself. Either possibility was fine with me so I took a dime and flipped it. Heads, so we're taking the longer way by the road and then North to Madrigal.

I put the map and the torch away, place the backpack on my back again and started west on the dirtroad. What was I singing? Damn, I forget. Nevermind, I lost the verse anyway. Might as well try something new.

"Sombedy saw you at the station
You had just suitcase in your hand
You didn't get no information
You walked off with another man..."

I sang to myself while falling into a quick, steady pace, hoping the riders missed me and half hoping there would be no car passing me.
 
Kali

I left the stables huriedly, I wasn't trying to get away from Krista, I was just real hungry..and the smells of the food from the kitchen window were urging me to quicken my pace.

As I opened the door to go i I could see the table already set..only there were three plates instead of the usual four. My Aunt Jessica was still going around setting things out. I could see a baked chicken, potatoes, and green beans set outon the table. A large pitche r of tea in the center of it all.


"Where's Uncle James?" I asked curiously.

My Aunt turned around and gave me a smile "He'll be in later, he went to help Mr. Jenkin's fix his tractor. He's gonna be harvestig some of his wheat tomorrow morning."

"Ahhh.." I said as I looked out the window. Uncle James had left his jeep here so he must have ridden over on his horse. I could also see Krista as she was making her way toward the house after shooing away a few chickens which tried to block her path.

"You do know the Rodeo is next month..are you going to be in this one?" My Aunt asked as she shut the fridge door...of course I was. So I answered her wih a nod and a bright smile. I knew the next few weeks I'd be practicing hard. I heard that there was to be a new event in this Rodeo..something to do with racing around and jumping barrels.....

Aunt Jessica...even though she was my Aunt she was the only Mother I ever realy knew..she was in her mid fourties but still looked GREAT. I loved the way the sun would hit her red hair and make it look like it was on Fire. She was very Motherly to me, buit even so she didn't let Krista feel any less, treating us the same and giving us both her unconditional love.

Uncle James...just like my Aunt he was the only Father I ever realy knew. He was a couple of years younger than my Aunt and he was the one who had taught me all about riding. Well for the most part. Like everyone said I took to riding like a Duck takes to water. But even so he was the one who usualy got me ready for Rodeo events...However this time I was hoping that Krista would enter with me.
 
Krista

Kali and I raced the horses back to the stable, and it was pretty close, but only because Kali let up towards the end. I didn't mind losing in horses to her, it was something she had always been good at, and something which I just couldn't grip as well as she could. The smell of dinner wafted into the stable from the house, and I realized I was starving. Kali gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, and ran inside while I finished putting the horses away. I stood there for a moment and thought about the kiss, I always do when she kisses me.

I walked into the kitchen, and she was talking to mom, helping get dinner ready. My mother and I were almost perfect copies of each other, both tall, we each had nice big breasts, dark eyes, and a "cute little button nose" like my dad always said; the only difference really being that she had fiery red hair, and I got my dark brown hair from my dad. I kissed her hello, and sat down at the table, starving.

As mom started serving dinner, she asked "How is Mikey doing, Krista?" She smiled knowingly, and I blushed from head to toe.

"Fine," I managed to eek out. I stared down at my plate and tried not to think about my mom knowing that Mikey and I had been fucking last night. How could she know? Was I that loud? I looked over to Kali, for assistance ... mayb she could get mom off this subject, and quick.
 
Roger Kerrigan

Walking the dirt track for a dozen or so minutes I reached the main road that would lead me to Madrigal. The sun had set and a rumbling deep in my stomach reminded me that I hadn't eaten for the whole day. It was high time to check what I put in the backpack two days ago. Finding a comfortable, big stone to sit on I put the sack between my legs and started rummaging inside. Deep inside I found a can of sardines and a few old rolls, my hand also found a carton of orange juice and a beer... I'm always game for beer, I thought to myself. Opening the can crudely with a knife I started eating, trying not to break my teeth on the roll and chasing the fish down with generous gulps of beer. The can was over in no time... Damn, I was still hungry but the first hunger was sated for now so I just buried the empty can and bottle under the stone I was sitting on, tied my pack again and burping loudly moved on North along the road, from time to time looking over my shoulder to check if a car wasn't coming that could lift me over to the town where I could eat something more nutritious and maybe find me a bed to sleep in.

Shoot, I forgot where I had been with a song again. Oh well, time for a new one...

"Sirens are screaming and fires are howling
Way down in the valley tonight
There's a man in the shadow with a gun in his eye
And a blade shining oh-so-bright..."
 
Fine had been an undestatement. They had been in the guest room next to ours and from I could hear he was doing Great...even though I couldn'tsee anything the sounds they were making had been turning me on, and as one hour moved to the next I had started playing with myself, moaning in ecstacy along with Krista.

As I looked over at her beside me at the table I gave her a wink along with a squeeze of her thigh, making another noteto ask her what it had been like....but I could also tell by the way she had answered Aunt Jessica that she felt a bit uncomfortable talking about it.

"So..." I began, trying to change the subject some..."Are you gonna enter the Rodeo with me Kris?? It'll be a lot of fun!"
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OOC: Okay for now Kali's Uncle (Krista's Dad) is being NPC'd

James Benchley

IC:
As Kerigan began on his way once again he could hear a clopping sound in the distance, then rounding a bend in the road he could see a man on horseback riding towards him. He was dressed in an old gren button down shirt, a wide brimmed hat, and a pair of old jeans. He didn't look threatening and seemed to be minding his own.

Moving off the road a little more he waved to him and slowed a little. "Howdy stranger...." he said with a smile.
 
Krista

Kali's hand on my thigh was reasurring as it always was, and I ignored my mother's comments, and focused on Kali's question. "I don't know," I replied. "I never ride very well in competitions .... maybe I'll just come and watch you." I smiled at Kali, and reached down, intertwining my fingers in hers.

We ate in silence for a while, until Mom got up and walked to the window. "I don't know where your father is ... I hope everything is ok." She walks into the other room, and calls somebody. I didn't share anxiety, instead thinking about Kali. Our hands still intertwined, I lift hers to my lips and kiss it.

"Thank you, beautiful," I whisper, "I didn't want to talk about it with mom, that would be weird."
 
Kali

I smiled at her asshe kissed my hand, but I wanted something more. Scooting over a little in my chair I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the lips. It lasted a few seconds but it was long enough to taste those sweet lips of hers. Then I resumed my sitting position as I looked into the other room. My Aunt was still looking out the window and from the sound of it he was talking to Mable, Mr. Jenkins's Wife. Then I started to eat.

Usualy My Aunt would join us but she was worried...our Uncle had always joined us at the table. Looking over again at Krista I smiled a bit and was about to say something when my Aunt came back into the kitchen. "Well he's on his way home, he left about ten minutes ago. The tractor took longer than he thought it would" She told us as she sat.

Nodding to her I smiled. I was just about done with my dinner now. "My my..." My Aunt said as she looked t my plate "Someone sure is hungry."

"Oh it's very good." I replied. "But realy Krista..why don't you ride this year? You could sign up for one of the starting events, they're usualy easy...and besides..from what I hear, you're a pretty good rider." I said as I gave her a wink, wondering if she got my double meaning.
 
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Roger Kerrigan

"And a good evening to you too," Kerrigan answered the stranger's greeting. He knew this region to be familiar for its hospitality but this was weird. Greeting a perfect stranger in the middle of nowhere... This was no mountain trail to greet everyone but Kerrigan knew a good guy when he saw one. Living in the company of bad guys did that to a person.

"What might you be doing in these here parts? Oh, where are my manners. The name's James, James Benchley." The man alit and extended his right hand which Kerrigan promptly grasped in his own and squeezed tightly feeling James's fingers clasping on his own like a vise. "Oh ho ho" James laughed like a Santa Claus "now that's what I call a grasp." He patted Roger's arm.

"Kerrigan" Roger introduced himself. "I was on my way to Madrigal over yonder. With night drawing near and my stomach rumbling I thought to call it a night in a warm bed. I think I heard there was a motel there?"

"Yonder?! What are you? An actor? I'll be damned if I ever heard a man speaking so... But the motel... You'd catch fleas sleeping there, mister, not to mention loose bowels after Jina's cooking. You on your way through or intending to stay?" James asked.

"Well, I thought maybe look for a job, what with the harvests coming and all. And I'm no actor, James. Used to be a musician is all."

"If you're looking for job you can help on my farm. I could use another pair of strong hands. If you're honest that is. Are you an honest guy, Kerrigan?"

"Yes, sir," Roger answered realising that James probably wouldn't believe him anyway.

"You not lying to me right now, are you, son?"

"No, sir."

"Okay then, time is money, chit-chat is not money. You put that bag of yours on the horse here and we can go to the farm. It'll be a piece of walk but I figure you can manage. We'll be taking that dirt track." James pointed with his hand in direction whence Roger came. Ah, so those two riders must have been members of his household.

"Heh, seems I've already trespassed your territory, James. That's the way I came from, crossing the plain."

For a moment James eyed Kerrigan suspiciously. "You haven't taken any of my turnips now, have you" he asked in mock seriousness and Roger broke into laughter.

"No, sir, I have not. And I can carry my stuff alright, thank you."

With James leading the horse, Kerrigan fell into step right next to him, looking at the man from the corner of his eye. Now that's hospitality for you, Rog, he thought to himself... and some trust to boot.
 
Krista

"You're a pretty good rider," she says to me, and my blush must be evident for miles. I almost choke on my dinner, and manage to get it down before too long.

I can still feel her kiss on my lips, and I lead our intertwined hands further up on her smooth thigh. "Oh, I like riding for fun, but I don't know about a rodeo ... I don't think I could keep doing it all day." I smile at myself, one-upping her for the double entendre, and finish my dinner. I giver her thigh a squeeze, and stand up, clearing my plate.

"Thank you, mom, dinner was wonderful," I say, giving my mom a peck on the cheek. She still isn't really paying attention, so I give Kali a wink, and nod towards our bedroom.
 
Kali

Taking Krista's cue I stood and put my plate away, giving my Aunt a kiss on the cheek as I moved past her to join Krista by the stairs that would take us up to our room.

Taking her by the hand I pulle her along a little hurriedly until I was opening the door and dragging her in. Shutting it firmly I turned to her and grinned a bit as I shook my head. "So it seems your Mom has an idea of what you were up to last nght huh....."

Taking her by the hand again I led her over to my bed and we both took a seat. As she went to kiss me I stopped her..."But there is soething I would like to know..." I said, a hint of a blush now on my face.."Ummm..what was it like? What happenned??"
 
NPC'ing for James

As James led Kerrigan back to the ranch house he looked over at him. "It wont be much farther, just around that bend up there and at the foot of the hill. Mmmm-mmm..can already taste dinner..can't you?" He asked with a smile on his face.

"Oh and...you'll be staying in one of our guest rooms while your with us. I'll have someone show you around tomorrow and help get you started."


It didn't take much longer to get there, and soon they were heading up the long drive to the ranch house. Up ahead they could see it, it was a larg two story house, a good sized barn out beside it with some stable area off to the side of the barn. On either side of them were fields of green grass swaying in the gently blowing evening breeze.
 
Krista

Kali pulls me in through the door, and we sit down on the bed. I lean forward to kiss her more fully than we could at the dinner table, and she pulls away. "Umm ... what was it like? what happened?"

"Oh, Kali, it was wonderful ... it was weird at first, because we didn't know what to do, but then it was sooo good," I tell her, sliding a hand up her thigh, resting it just short of her pussy. "When we were down in the living room, after mom and dad went to bed, he started just stroking my hair, and then I turned my head, and kissed him, and before I knew it, I had my shirt off, and my hand down his pants, and I told him I wasn't sure how far we should go. I mean, I'd given him a blowjob before, but I didn't think I wanted to go much further than that."

Thinking about my first sexual encounter, I can feel my pussy start to ache, and I let my other hand drift to it, massaging myself through my jeans. "I'm sure you feel the same way when you're with a guy, right?" Then it occurs to me, maybe Kali hasn't had sex before. I know she's had some good looking boyfriends, but she seems too excited to hear my story, so maybe I'm the first out of the two of us ...
 
Kali

As I listen to her story I can feel myself starting to become very aroused...God how I wished her and would touch me the way hers was touching her. Slowly I reach out to her then down, my hand moving over hers untik it was covering the top of hers, and I addeda bit more pressure to it, pressing it mopre firmly against her pussy..

Then upon hearing her question I blushed a little and slowly shook my head.

"I've umm..uhh..never been with a guy in that way..." I said quietly.
 
Roger Kerrigan

"That's okay. I can sleep in the barn, too. That would be no problem to me. I'm kind of an early bird and I'd rather not wake anyone. I'm used to sleeping outside or in other weird places."

Kerrigan sniffed the air, smelling something simple yet delicious. Typical country meals that filled your belly and made you comfortable. It didn't take long to arrive at the front door and Kerrigan entered, uszered by his host, bowing his head slightly. Even though he had eaten recently, his mouth salivated.
 
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