Take a look around....

Arky

The picture looked back at me. Or rather, the cows in the picture did, but nothing else happened. I closed my eyes at Bell's mocking tone. The brief surge of panic I had experienced settled into a surreal acceptance of the situation. I glanced at Angelica and flushed at my freakout. Jerry still looked like Jerry, except for the eyes which blazed with a dark intensity I'd certainly never seen. "No, I guess I don't get it," I said. "So he didn't consume you, but you're possessing him." A thought struck me, and I looked at Angelica and back. "But if he had breathed you in, he wouldn't have survived, and so neither would you. But then what do you want? You can't mean to..."

I stared at him for a moment, wondering if and how we would be able to get Jerry back. I held out my hand for Angelica and said, "Let's all go downstairs. This hallway's making me feel hemmed in. Besides, I think at least two of us could use a stiff drink." I started down with Angelica, watching if Jer/Bell would follow. Cripes, we weren't warned about this in history class.
 
OOC: ok guys time for you to freestlye for a bit :)
The card with the motel name on it is meant to be a hint!
 
Pete

Back to her place? We'd been working together for months and she'd never even hinted at where she lived, much less invited me there. I'm about ready to complain about finishing the game then I realize DUH!. Or is she just being nice to me after a really bad day? Only one way to find out.

"Sure anything that I dont have to cook sounds good, and since I bought the drinks, I'll let you cook." I wrap my arm around her waist as we walk out to my car, and again I help her into the car before I get in.

As I start the car I turn to look at her, and again I see an attractive woman, not the person I've been working with for ages. I shake my head as I say, "You are going to have to tell me where you live, since I've never been there."
 
Eliza

As he accepts my offer, he wraps his arms around my waist and I feel a chill course up and down my spine. "Stop it!," I said to myself. "This is Pete, your partner. You are offering him some dinner simply because you both havent eaten and you dont want to deal with leftovers." "Sure." Another voice pipped up in my mind and I quickly sqaushed it flat.

In the car, he asked for directions and I gave them. It didnt take us long before we pulled up in front of my apartment house. He escorted me through the door and foyer, opening the entrance doors for me like a true gentleman. I gave him a startled look but accepted his offer gratefully. This was just too wierd. Pete and I were acting like more than partners and it kinda freaked me out. I wasnt used to seeing him in this light.

Fumbling for my keys, I chastised myself for acting like a schoolgirl with a crush and finally got my apartment door open. Moving inside, I heard him follow and went right to the fridge, pulling the lasagne out as well as the makings for a salad. Placing the lasagne on a plate, I slipped it into the microwave (thank heavens for technology. Without it working women would be screwed) and begin to chop the lettuce.

Calling out to him, I said,"Can you get the french bread from the cupboard? And there is a partial bottle of wine in the fridge. Dinner should not take more than a few minutes to heat."
 
Pete

Watching Eliza fumble for her keys made me smile. So I am not the only one walking on pins and needles. Good. I follow her into her apartment, and she takes off into the kitchen like she is afraid to be in a room with me. I just stand there looking around. Noticing how little decoration there is on the walls. How there are few pictures there are of her, her family and or her friends.

I start looking around at the pictures that are of her, and miss something that she says to me. "What?", I ask. She tells me again to get the bread out, and that there is wine in the fridge. I get out the bread and hand it to her, and ask, "Where are the wine glasses?" She points to a cabinent right above her head and I have to press my body close to hers to be able to reach it. "Excuse me.", I say as my crotch rubs up against her leg, hoping that she cant feel my cock come to life.

I pour myself and her a glass and walk back into the kitchen. "Here you go."
 
Eliza

The moment his crotch touched my leg, I missed the lettuce and almost got my finger instead. Quickly recovering, I begin to make the salad with a new ferver, adding tomatoes, cucumbers and other veggies before turning to prepare the bread.

I accepted the glass of wine gratefully though I wasnt sure that more alcohol was what I really needed at that point. Taking a sip, I finished up the bread and put it in the oven to let the garlic butter melt for a few minutes.

Taking another drink, I go over to sit down on the couch across from Pete. Looking at him, it strikes me again how handsome he is. It was funny that you could work with someone and still not see things about them. Or it could just be the alcohol talking.

"Dinner should be ready in a few minutes," I said to him not knowing what else to say. A convesationalist I was not.
 
Pete

"Good I am hungry." I reply to her statement. I shift uncomfortable in my seat a few times. I hope she cant see the hard on in my jeans.

"Kind of a sparce place you have here", I comment after more silence. That was an intelligent statement there. Way to go brilliant.
 
Eliza

At his comment, I looked around the walls and nodded. "Well, besides the fact that I am not an interior decorator and I dont have time to go shopping for decorations, I really dont have any personal pictures to decorate with."

Looking over at him, I shrug. "My parents died when I was six. My mother was an only child, both sets of grandparents were dead and so I got passed from one of my father's siblings to another during the time that I was growning up. I changed schools so many times that after awhile, I stopped even trying to make friends knowing I wasnt going to be around long enough to enjoy the friendship."

"Needless to say, no one cared enough to bother with pictures of any kind and I was too young at the time of their deaths to speak up for myself and say what of their belongings I wanted. By the time that I was eighteen, my sole posessions were a suitcase full of clothing, a teddy bear that was falling apart and a necklace in the shape of a heart with a small diamond in it that my mother gave me on my fifth birthday." My hand went automatically to the chain that hung around my neck. Over the years I had to buy longer chains to fit my neck but, other than that, it was the same one that I had gotten all those years ago.

At that moment, the timer to the microwave went off and I put down my glass of wine to hurry into the kitchen and extract the lasagne from there and the bread from the oven.

"Dinner is served," I called out to him,"And its self serve around here. Just grab a plate, fill it up and we can eat in the living room."
 
Pete

I kind of rock back in my seat as she tells me about her childhood. No wonder she is so enclosed. She has never really had anyone care after her. I shake my head as she goes and gets the food out of oven.

I walk in slowly into the kitchen as she puts the finsihing touches on the lasagna. As she reaches out for a plate, I put my hand on top of hers.

"Liza, I'm sorry. I didnt realize everything that you have gone through. I didnt mean to be a male pig. Can you forgive me?"
 
Eliza

His hand stopped mine as I reached for a plate. Looking up into his eyes, I couldnt help but think how beautiful they were and how deeply they seemed to look into my own.

"Pete," I said softly,"You were simply being a good detective. Noticing things. Why do you think you are so good in this business? Besides, I gave you my 'father and umpteen brothers' speel down in the bar. I should apologize to you for lying to you. I didnt mean it like that, really, I just use that story to cover up a few things I dont like about my childhood. I hate having people feel sorry for me...like you are doing now."

I looked down at our hands and was shocked to find that my fingers had moved to entwine with his. I had honestly not done that on purpose. I made no effort to untangle them though and instead I looked back up at him, cocking my head to one side before saying,"I'm okay and I grew up to be something besides a criminal or multiple personality because I didnt have the loving mother and father bit going for me. I am pretty happy with my life and my grandparents from my mother's side loved me so much that they left some money to take care of my needs though they never got to meet me. My mother was pregnant with me when they died. All in all I have very little to complain about and whole life ahead of me to gain what I....want."

My voice faltered on that last word and I found I had stepped closer to him so that the space between us was almost not there. Tilting my head just a bit more, I let my lips brush against his, then linger. In my head a voice was asking what I thought I was doing opening myself to get hurt and doing it with my partner for god's sake. The feel of his lips against mine though silenced the voice and I froze there, simply enjoying his closeness.
 
Pete

".. as you are feeling sorry for me now." I hear you say that, and I think to myself, "Is that what this is, Pity?. NO. There is more there than that." You have continued talking as I am thinking to myself as I almost jump back when I feel your lips brush up against mine. The sensation of you touching me sends chills down through my spine.


I reach up to gently caress your face as I pull my lips back away from yours. "'Liza, I probably want this more than you can every imagine, but right now we both need to focus on what is going to happen tomorrow. " I see the flash of pain in your eyes as you think that I am rejecting your advance. "I want you, this evening has made me realize that I have wanted you for a long time now, but as usual my timing is horrible. We both need clear heads to try and figure out this job. After that, we can both take a couple of weeks, go to the Bahamas and really explore our feelings for each other. Ok?"
 
Eliza

He stepped back and I felt a twinge in my stomach and an ache in my heart. I felt stupid for having pressed things and, even though he said that he wanted me too, I immediately begin to doubt it. "Well, stupid," I said to myself,"Thats what you get for crossing a line you never should have in the first place."

Turning from him to serve the dinner, I said,"You're right. We have to concentrate on staying above whatever is happening. I am sorry. I shouldnt have...well...anyway its time to eat." I handed him a plate, turned what I hoped was a smiling face to him and then took my plate into the living room to eat.
 
Pete

Damn.. She thinks I am not interested. She thinks I am trying to just be polite about blowing her off. I take the plate from her, and follow her into the living room. However, instead of eating, I just sit there and stare at Eliza.

Should I? Will I be anymore distracted by her tomorrow if I kiss her? To hell with it.

I stand up and walk over to her. I gently remove the fork from her hand, and help her up so that she is standing in front of me. I lean down and cover her lips with mine, snaking my tongue across them, trying to dart inside of her mouth.
 
Eliza

I was startled by Pete standing over me. Gently he took my fork and stood me up. I couldnt breathe. We were so close that I could smell his colonge and the aroma made my heart turn flips as he drew me closer.

Than his lips were on mine in a kiss that stole my breath away. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck as I opened my mouth for his probing tongue and met it with my own. Pressing myself against him, I let myself go and kissed him with abandon before pulling back.

Looking up at him, it flashed into my mind again that he was feeling sorry for me but the look in his eyes pushed that thought away. Reaching up to brush my lips against his again, I whispered,"Pete, I...God, we have to stop. Its been way too long and I dont think there would be any stopping if we continued like this. You were right, we need to concentrate on tomorrow." And I truly ment it I just wished my body would get the message.
 
The feeling of her arms wrapped around me was so peaceful. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I belonged. This is where I am supposed to be.

"Liza, if I dont make love to you tonight, I wont be able to think about anything else anyway. So why not?"

I lean down and kiss you breast through your shirt. I can feel your nipple getting hard, trying to make its way to my mouth.
 
Eliza

I moaned both at his words and the feeling of his mouth against my hardening nipple. My hands went back up to tangle in his hair and press his mouth closer to my sensitive flesh.

"Oh, God...Pete...I want that too,"I whispered in his ear as I kiss up and down his neck and nibble lightly in his ear. I knew there was no going back from this point and I didnt care.

Pulling him gently from me, I took his hand and guided him into my bedroom. It was as sparsly furnished as the rest of my apartment but the queen size bed was soft and inviting. Not as inviting as the sight of Pete's body right now but it was comfortable.

Moving forward, I slid my hands under his shirt and lifted it up and off of his upper body. Running my hands along his muscled chest, I begin to kiss it, letting my tongue run around his nipples and simply tasting his bare skin as I let my hands explore.
 
Pete

The feeling of finally being together with 'Liza was more than enough to make me come close to losing control right there. Her hands running through my hair, her lips on my neck, each little kiss sending a tiny bolt of electricity running into my body.

I followed her into her bedroom, and she started undressing me. First my shirt ended up on her floor, and tilted her head down and took my nipple into her mouth. I felt her hands wandering my body, exploring.

I just stood there, with my hands in her hair, wondering why I was so stupid to wait so long to kiss such a beutiful woman.
 
Eliza

I moved down his chest and to the waistband of his pants, kissing and licking his skin all of the way. As I approached his waistband, I begin to undo his pants with trembling finger...my mouth devouring the skin that was right above it.

Finally his pants fall away to let my prize spring fourth and I gasp a moment as I look at the throbbing hardness before I go down on my knees and begin to lick and kiss along its length. Using my tongue to poke and prod the veined hardness, I moan as I taste his salty sweetness...working my way up his cock to the head where I let my tongue swirl all around it before kissing back down his shaft to his balls which I take in my mouth one at at time..letting them roll around on my tongue before pulling back and letting them pop out of my mouth.
 
Pete

The feeling of her mouth nuzzling and sucking on my balls makes me want to come right then and there. The passion fo finally getting something that I've been denying myself for months is almost too much. I lean back against the wall, trying to support myself so that I just dont collapse onto the floor.

I let my hands go down to tangle themselves in your hair."'Liza, your mouth feels so good."
 
ooc: still here

OOC: but very confused... our lady friend has vanished, and I've been possessed by a spirit. I have no idea what, or even if, I should post...
 
OOC: neale, LRD's taking the part....hopefully she'll be posting sometime in the next day or so :)
 
Angelica

OOC: Ok... if I do something wrong... yell at me lol



I walked with Arky down the creaky steps. Confusion took over every other thought and action. Maybe this was all a dream. It definately had the plot of a dream. "Three people go into a house and one is possessed by a great inventor. Which ones will get out alive? Please watch the continuing episodes." I must've said it out loud, because I felt eyes on me.

I couldn't help but laugh. This was too unreal. Maybe I did need that drink. Maybe a few drinks.
 
Eliza

His words spur me on as my mouth moves back up to lick and kiss his hard staff leaving a wet trail as I worked my way up. Getting to the head once again, I covered it with butterfly kisses before moving my mouth over it to encompass it in warmth and wetness.

I let my tongue tease him, moving along to lick and probe before moving my mouth down slowly...pushing him inside of my mouth inch by inch, teasing and tasting him the whole way.
 
Arky

As Angelica and I walked reached the bottom of the steps, I looked back to see how our "guest" was doing. Angelica seemed dazed, but I said, "Watch him so he doesn't get hurt. And if you even think something else bad is happening, yell for me. I'll be right back."

I went across the room and opened the liquor cabinet. Lots of brandy and cordials, guess the old lady liked her nightcaps. I poured three stiff glasses of brandy, then took a deep shot from the bottle before moving back to the others.
 
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