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Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Allan smiled and put his fist to his chin. He thought for a second. I take it your marks were pretty good? Maybe we can come to a deal of some sort. He took another bite of steak, chewed, and swallowed. He looked around, then leaned back in his chair and opened a nearby cupboard. He pulled out two wine glasses, closed the cupboard, and opened a drawer just beneath it. He paused, and pulled out two bottles of wine. He set both glasses and the wine down on the table, and leaned back again, returning with a cork lever. He opened a bottle of read wine 1984 Rosebud Red wine, from Greece. he muttered under his breath. He poured her a glass, then one for himself, and looked her straight in the eye. You seem to be a bright girl, and a very nice person. I may very well have made a mistake in not talking to you in High School. You want to go to college, and I'll assume you had fairly good marks. By now, I'm sure you've realized, I have more money than sense, or that I know what to do with, so here's what I'm proposing. Allan pushed her glass over to her. I live alone, and while certain tasks that need doing are mostly automated, upkeep and such is still a massive pain in the ass. I'll pay for your college-- No, University-- tuition, if you'll do for me certain things that automated machines can't do. You're very welcome to stay here as long as you're working under me. Allan held up his glass, As for what those chores are, I don't know, yet. We can work out the kinks later. What do you say- Do we have a deal?
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

She stared at him for a moment after his offer. She held the glass of red wine in her hand, the gentle odor of the wine wafting up to her. They were both, of course, underage, but that didn't seem to matter here. In Allan's house it was like there was no outside world. There was no law, there were no police. Just Allan, as god of his world. And then there was her. There by accident, there by chance. Elsa didn't really fit in, she was the only other breathing creature in the entire house besides Allan. She finally tore her eyes away from his a took a sip of the wine, the warmth of it flooding her mouth and throat. She felt a tiny buzz raise up in her for a moment only to die down almost immediately. He would pay for her university, in full, if she'd stay and work for him. Work for you? she repeated, her voice full of questions. I...I don't know what I could do for you that a machine couldn't, she said bashfully, her face turning a soft red color. Wait -- she could think of one thing. He would keep her here as...a lover? He would pay for her college tuition if she'd stay and be a lover? That...she didn't know what to say to that. She opened her mouth and closed it a couple of times, that seemed to be the growing trend whenever she wanted to talk to him. I don't see how I could possibly turn down a deal like that, she said, her voice wavering a little. Then she nodded, Yes, yes I will work for you.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Allan smiled and leaned forward across the table. He clicked his glass to hers and took a sip. Deal. he said, and took a sip. He set the glass down on the table and smiled again, then replaced the cover on his now-empty plate. He stood, and checked his watch. Alright, I think there's one guest room wherein the bed's actually made. Allan stretched and looked to her again. I'll... show you to your room, he offered, but paused, Hmm... Clothes are the only real issue, methinks.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

She took a couple more sips of the wine, feeling now that she needed to have the gentle buzz of a glass of wine to get through this. This had taken a strange turn, not one she had expected at all. At best she thought he would invite her in, they would talk, and then she would leave -- mission over. But now she was going to live with him and 'work' for him? Like a hooker, almost. Then she set her glass down and stood up to follow him to the guest room. Her cheeks flushed when he mentioned the clothes, I, um...I obviously didn't bring anything with me. My apartment isn't very near to here, either...
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Allan stood up, pushed his chair in and frowned. Oh. Hmm. I could send for-- No, I couldn't, damn. he mumbled, bringing his hand to his forehead. He walked around the table towards the hallway before he turned to her. Well, I do have a washing machine and such... he muttered. His eyes swiped over her body. Or, you could go naked. he thought secretly. She was good looking, but he hadn't really taken note of how good looking. He began to redden slightly, and turned away so as to keep it from her. He had suggested she work for him, but only now was the concept of 'sexual favors' beginning to dawn on him. He dismissed it as frivolous. He didn't really need that, did he?
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

She laughed a little, A washing machine? Wear the same clothes every day until...a long time? she laughed again but shrugged, I could order stuff online. Well, but then something would have to be sent to your house. Which...I'm guessing you don't want, she sighed. She didn't have an answer to that problem. Oh well, it would be solved eventually she supposed. She definitely didn't want to have to wear the same clothes every single day, but what could she really say about it? She followed him to the edge of the hallway and then down into it. She was actually growing a little nervous about this.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Allan marched up the stairs and walked down a hallway to a sunken black steel door. This is the specialty storage cabinet. Don't open this door unless either I tell you, or there are people in the house and I'm dead. That's very important. He continued down the hall to a set of double-doors, This is my room, if you have an emergency, or if you hear something suspicious, tell me. Oh, and knock first, please. He walked a bit further and pushed open another door. And this will be your room. Allan smiled to her and went through the doorway. As far as I'm concerned, this room is your personal section of the propriety. The state of this room, I leave up to you. Feel free to move the furniture around if you feel like it, make yourself at home in this room. He smiled again and pulled open the closet. It's a walk-in closet with a small safe in the back to keep any valuables, and there's an section of the wall that can be slid open in an emergency In it will be a small corridor, but you'll have to duck because it's very narrow and low. The end of that corridor leads to my room, which in turn has an emergency escape. There's a dresser on rollers in front of the emergency door, so when you open the door, you'll have to push the dresser out of the way. The same goes for the dresser in your room, there's a secret entrance from the room next to it. All of the bedrooms on this floor are connected like that. Only use that route under severe circumstances. Allan smiled for a third time to her, then walked to the door. I'll try to figure out a solution to the clothes problem. In the meantime, there's a bathrobe in the closet. It's wool exterior with a silk-lined interior, so try not to get it wet. He checked his watch. It's getting late, so I think I'm going to jump into the shower and go to bed... Oh, shit. Allan put his hand against his forehead. The only working shower on this floor is in my attached bathroom The other one, down the hall has a drainage issue I've been meaning to fix. Just tell me if you're planning on having a shower and I'll stay out of your way. With that, Allan headed down the hall, finally slipping into his room.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

She walked up the stairs behind him, observing the starkness of the hallway and the doors as they walked down it. Everything seemed so formal, so rigid. She didn't really like it, but she certainly wasn't going to say that to him. She also didn't think adding any 'feminine charm' would be appealing to him, so she didn't even bother to think about all of the cute accents she could add to the walls, the flowers that would look nice on the table downstairs, or -- yeah. He wouldn't go for it. She walked into the guest room after him, evaluating it quickly. If she was going to be living here for awhile, she was certainly going to have to make the room suitable to her liking. The room was fairly barren, though it was certainly fancy in places. The bed was large and the sheets were obviously silk. They were a pale blue color and the pillows had fine ruffles on them. It was a pretty bed, though mostly plain. There were matching curtains on the window, that was nice. She wanted to redecorate, but she had a feeling he wouldn't go for that. She figured she'd just rearrange the furniture sometime. Her face flushed when he mentioned the only working shower being in his room. Luckily she'd showered before she'd come to find him this day so she wouldn't need one tonight. Tomorrow she would though, definitely. Elsa never went a day without a shower, that was horribly disgusting to her. Sanitation and cleanliness were high on her list of priorities. O-okay, she stammered as Allan did his mysterious running away again. He seemed to do that very well, and he had in high school too. He must've mastered the technique. She closed the door and sighed, taking off everything except her shirt and panties, that's what she would sleep in. She climbed into the bed and fell asleep easily, considering the day. When she woke up in the morning she was surprisingly refreshed. She slid out of the bed and picked up her clothes and the bathrobe. She threw her pants on just so that he wouldn't think she was coming on to him just yet or something but hid her bra under the bathrobe. She knocked on his bedroom door, now she needed a shower.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Allan swung his legs out of bed and his arms shot straight up in the air. He yawned and groaned loudly, stretching his back. He shook his head, his hair falling in front of his face, then shot his head back. He pulled his hair into a ponytail and stretched an elastic onto it to hold it. He stood up and yawned again, then grabbed his bathrobe from the corner of the headboard and pulled it over his shoulders. He walked over to the bathroom and turned on the taps within the walk-in shower, standing out of the way of the water. He stepped out, and as he waited for the water to warm up within the pipes, let his bathrobe fall around his ankles. Suddenly, there was a knocking at the door and Allan sighed. He put his bathrobe back onto his shoulders and tied the sash. He calmly walked to the door as the knocking continued. He opened one of the double doors and leaned on the other. He blinked, rubbed his left eye and smiled. Mhm, he hummed quizzically, What's up? The sound of the shower running could be faintly heard in the background.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Ummm... she stammered when Allan answered the door, standing there in his bathrobe with his hair tied back like that. She'd never seen him look so casual, so...normal. She really liked it. I was going to ask to take a shower. But... she paused for a moment, searching for the right words, I see that you already plan to take one. I'll wait, and then she began to back away from his door. How awkward that she had wanted to take a shower at the same time that he was about to. Thank god she'd knocked too, like he'd asked. If she'd just barged in...that could've been bad. Actually...would it be bad? She pondered that for a moment as she stumbled backwards away from his bedroom door. She'd liked him in high school, she still liked him. That was what had brought her here. She hadn't been with a man in awhile...a long while. Several months. She'd broken up with Tommy in May, after he kept ridiculing her for being nice to Allan. She hadn't gotten any since then. She was beginning to grow...anxious.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Allan furrowed his eyebrows, and then a look of concern came over his face. No, please, he said, stepping outside of his bedroom and gently grabbing her arm. He ushered her into his room, You go ahead, I'll take my shower after you do. I'll be out here. I think I might sleep for a few minutes longer, just wake me when you're done. he said. Allan smiled and put his hand out towards the bathroom. All yours. he said, and walked back to his bed. He flopped back onto it, arms outstretched, letting out a breath.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Elsa's breath caught when he grabbed her arm and tugged her into his bedroom. Tommy and the other guys she'd been with had done things similar to that, but always meanly. Allan wasn't doing it meanly. He just wanted her to come into the room, so he'd grabbed her arm to get her there. A chill ran up her spine. Oh, thanks! she said as easily as she could possibly muster and then trotted into the bathroom. She shut the door and hung the robe up, taking all of her clothes off. She stepped into the hot shower and breathed a great sigh of relief. The hot water felt great. She tried not to think too much about the things Allan seemed to be able to do to her without even trying. He made her heart beat quicken, her breath catch, chills run up her spine. He was almost...magical.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Allan listened to the sound of the shower running, and heard the stop-start of the water as Elsa stood under the stream. Allan smiled to himself and began to doze off-- Allan opened his eyes and sat up. He looked around and realized he wasn't in the bedroom anymore. At least not in his bedroom. He looked around. He was in... Elsa's room, the guest bedroom. Allan blinked furiously. He tried to stand. However, when his feet touched the ground, he felt heavy and fell back onto the bed. He sat up again and slid back on the bed. He stood up on the bed and walked to the side, and touched his foot to the ground. Suddenly, his knees felt weak and he fell back onto his back, his eyes closed. When he opened them again, Elsa was peering down at him. She was very close. Elsa, wh-- But he was interrupted. Suddenly, he lost control of his body. He felt himself roll over, pinning Elsa to the bed. However, she just smiled, biting her lip. Allan saw the bed move upwards-- or maybe it was him moving downwards. She was wearing the bathrobe from before, but as he watched, the sash untied itself. He saw the bed beginning to dissolve into a plateau of sand, and before long, the whole room was sand-- and Elsa was naked. He looked up, and she looked down. Her mouth was closed, and soon her eyes were, and her mouth open in an O. Suddenly, he felt something pulling on his dick, but he couldn't look down. First it felt like fine cloth, but then it began to get sticky and... Allan sighed, his eyes closing halfway. It felt like something else, now, something... Amazing. Allan tried again to look down to see... He forced his head down, but as he did so, he began to wake up. No... No. NO, nononono, nooo! he thought to himself. Suddenly his eyes fluttered open. He panted, and rubbed his forehead. Damn... he muttered under his breath. He sat up and became immediately aware that he had a very stiff erection poking up under his boxers. He'd pitched a tent during his dream, and there was a tiny circle of darker, sticky fabric. Allan cursed under his breath, and pulled his bathrobe around his waist, tying the sash again. He sighed again, closing his eyes, and crossing his arms. He could hear the water still running, but decided to stay awake until she was done.
Thread: Stalker Turned Victim? (Kaysan x Nurse)

Elsa let out a soft moan of relief when she stepped under the hot water. It felt absolutely amazing. She turned around a couple of times, feeling the water splash around her and flow down her naked body. She ran her hands up and down her skin lightly, giggling to herself as she felt the water move around her. A piece of her wanted to stay under this water forever, to let it engulf her being. She felt safe under the water, strangely enough. The heat wrapped her in a comforting blanket, the gentle flow of the water was soothing to her. But she knew Allan was outside of the bathroom, waiting. And this was his house after all. She soaped herself up and then rinsed off, washing her hair in the same way. She frowned at the shampoo though, it was obviously men's shampoo. If she was going to stay here, which she knew she was whether she ended up liking it or not, she was going to need womanly shampoo. She'd have to try to find a way to address that with him. When she was finished she stepped out onto the bath mat and pulled the towel furthest away on the rack off. She figured his would be the closest. She rubbed it all over her body to dry herself, then rustling her hair with it to dry that too. She pulled the robe on and wrapped it around herself tight, tying the belt. Her clothes needed washing, she wasn't going to be able to stand wearing them again today unless she could wash them. She opened the door timidly and saw Allan laying there on the bed in his bathrobe with his eyes close. She, of course, thought he was asleep so she tiptoed over to him. Allan, she whispered, leaning over him a little, I'm finished with the shower.
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

So, I know I haven't really been doing weekly questions. So, I'll have to make up for it. Your friend crashes at your place. You watch T.V and they end up falling asleep on the floor. You are then faced with a life or death situation. For an unknown reason your friend is going to die unless you kick them in the ribs or the face. That's right. You have to kick them as hard as you possibly can in the face, or the ribs. The catch is you can't tell them WHY you are kicking them. If you do tell them, they die. If you don't kick them as hard as you can in those areas, they will die. So, what excuse do you come up with after you kick your friend in the ribsface? Would you kick them in the face or the ribs? Why? You're then out on a date with your lover. You're having chinese. Sudden from the back of the resturant a chain reaction happens as a waiter trips over a foot. Final Destination worthy At the end of the accident your lover ends up dead. HisHer brain impaled by a chopstick through hisher eye socket. How long would it take you to get over this fact and eat chinese food again?
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

To the first, I would. My excuse would be 'I tripped.'
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

Ribs or face?
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

Corporal Bunny said Ribs or face? Click to expand... Depends. Tim and Sarah have bad ribs, and would get it in the forehead as directly as I could. Everyone else, high on the sternum.
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

-Giggle snort-
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

I told Ducky I would kick her in the face, and say it was a spider.
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

I guess I would kick in the ribs saying that I missed my controller when I was frustrated with a game. As for the second, I don't eat chinese food anyway soooo...never?
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

First, face, and maybe saying I thought it was someone else and probably apologize repeatedly... Best I can come up with. Why would kicking them in the face or ribs make a difference? Second, I could probably live without Chinese, but I'm not sure that would faze me much... That could happen with a fork at any other restaurant.
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

First, in the face cause I could be like, Oh, I didn't see you down there. Second, Probably be awhile cause I'd be utterly sad. And most likely barfed after seeing her blood.
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

First one? I'd kick them in the face. I'd aim for the forehead, and kick. Because ribs can crack and break and puncture stuff. If I kick them just right on the forehead, I'm still kicking them but I have less of a risk of puncturing a rib. Second? Pfffttt FUNNY! I'd still eat chinese food, and I'd make sure my lovers family sued the hell outta the Restaurant
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

To the first question, I'd go for the face by running up to them and just giving them a running boot to the face, stating that I had an episode of Intermittent Explosive Disorder and nicely apologize for it before dropping a knee into their ribs. As for the second... I'd probably go without... For maybe about few months, anyway.
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

Well For the first one i would just kick him in the face. Then while he was unconscious i would nail him in the ribs. When he woke up i would let him kick me in the head. .... I'm not really scared of how hard my best friend kicks. I would just make up some random reason. As for the second... I would finish my meal! I paid for it damn it i am not wasting money!
Thread: Bunny's Second question of the Week

I would probably kick them in the ribs and tell them that if I didn't kick them in the ribs with all my might, I would splode into sparkly rainbows and then proceed to tell them I had two energy drinks and was high off caffeine. As for the chinese food thing....probably a few months or something. I would never eat at that particular restaurant without a face mask, however.
Thread: A noble stalker(Zero and Kanna)

The school bell rang through out the school as they school day finished for today. Ryllek was heading back into the locker room after finishing gym class to change and head out. However, on his way, he stopped by the school swim pool to see if the girl he had a huge crush on was there today. In the pool area, he found a spot in the bleachers to sit and watched the swim team, eventually blushing a deep red as he saw the girl he admired so much. He wondered if she wouldn't see him up here, for he would be too embarrassed and leave if she did see him.
Thread: A noble stalker(Zero and Kanna)

Cassandra had gotten out of class early, much like everyday. In fact, her last period of the day was more or less a free period reserved for swim practice. So, she and several of her friends had been in the pool for sometime before the final bell rang. She would do several different strokes during practice, and even race her friends in the water. All of the girls were dedicated to their swimming, and they only wanted to improve themselves. Of course, her large breasts had been bound in a very painful manner, just so they didn't get in the way. She didn't notice anyone watching from the stands, since she was so involved in her thoughts.