The Loving Arms

Sandra

She smiled at the lizard, "Its a cute Lizard. Rather big but cute." She reached up and ran a fingertip down its tail. Interesting pet for an Interesting guy.
"Well I am sure it was hard, but being faithful to a marriage reguardless of their job is more important.... to me anyways. Shes cute. How did you end up with a pet Iguana?"
She scooted closer to get a look at the large reptile, wondering how old it was?
 
Ken & Ditzy

"Well in Chicago I had a dog, and don't laugh...named Barbie,
but when Sue divorced me somehow she got custody of the dog.
So when I moved down here to start my private investigator business and my new life I thought, hell why not new everything?
I started working out getting into shape, learned how to not live like a slob, and bought an iguana, the guy at the pet shop sugjested it, he said it would be a good pet for someone who can't be home every night, and she was so damm cute....so for the last two years it's just been me and her really." He said as he scratched Ditzy between the eyes. "And it was either her or a snake, and they are'nt as fun to play with" She laughed at his joke and stroked Ditzy lightly, he asked, So you wanna check out that party upstairs later?"
 
Sandra

"oh.. the party.. Well I got an invitation to it, But I think it may have been a mistake. I just barely moved in today, It may be for the past owner. Do you think it would be rude to pop in? I'm not sure, and I dont know the woman who is throwing it. I am weary of strangers, Funny though.. I am relaxed around you?" She turned away a second blushing again at her bolder comment. She was to new to this. She was used to men yelling at her, or expecting her to look pretty and be silent. When she was escorted out, it was by bosses, photographers, Directors and such. It was not like she was there for conversation. Just a gem on their arm. Dropped off with a chaste kiss, and orders to do this or that. She was a little out of her element with a guy talking to her like she had a brain.
"Shall we go eat? Dinner should be finished any minute.."
 
Ken makes a move

"I think she just put an invitation in every mail box with a name on it, over half the people in the building are newly moved in, most of the building was closed for a while for renovations and repairs, thats why it's so clean and new looking, they do it every four years like clockwork....and dinner sounds great."
He put Ditzy down on the floor and she started walking back to her "room " to lay back down on the heat pad Ken had out there for her bed.
As Ken and Sandra were headed for the door, Ken worked up his nerve and said..."You know, if you feel like you might have been invited by misstake....uh...you could go as...my date maybe?
And if you get uncomfortable around strangers...I make a pretty good body guard."
 
Sandra

"Would you do that for me? I wouldn't mind going with you, You are the only one here I know. And An ex cop, I trust you." She smiled up at him. Her eyes still held a little innocence in them, and her gaze was very warm and inviting. She would love to go as his date and told him so. They were having such a wonderful time, she wouldn't mind spending the evening with him.
"If for any reason you want to go off with someone, Just let me know. I really don't expect you to babysit me all night. A date would be nice, relaxing and fun.. right?" She tiptoed up and kissed his cheek.
"A thank you for ....... " her hands moved around indicating the day, "All you have done for me Ken. It is really very sweet. And I see chivalry hasnt died yet.." She entered the elevator and pushed the penthouse floor.
"Now let's go feed you something fattening.." She smiled brighter, she was having a good time with him.
 
Ken

Ken offered Sandra his arm as they walked,"No chivalry is'nt dead, it's just a skill that's no longer in common pratice, except by romantic softys like me, and it's been my pleasure to escort you around and make you feel welcome here, it is your new home after all,and one must feel welcome in there own home."
She smiled ( god that smile,it could melt butter) "That's so sweet of you to say"
Ken's feet were hardly touching the ground at this point, and when they were at her door and he could smell the wonderful aroma of what she had cooking, he knew he was doomed.
"If what you serving for dinner is half as delicious as it smells, or half as fattening as you say, I can see I am going to have to add a block or two to my run tommorrow" He said with a smile.
They walked into the living room and she said "have a seat and I'll check on dinner,would you care for a drink?"
Ken sat on the couch, "Yes please, a drink would be nice"
He could hear her voice frome the kitchen, "What would you like?"
Uncosciously he ran a hand through his hair and straitened the tie he was not wearing. "Whatever you've got is fine" he called back to her,as he looked around the room.
He glanced at the coffee table and saw a magazine that had a woman on the cover who looked a lot like Sandra, and on closer inspection found that it was indeed her.
"Well I'll be dammed" he wispered to himself. So thats what she does for a living, I realy need to get out more,he thought.
as she came back into the room with two glasses in her hand.
"Dinner will be just a few minutes so make yourself comfortable"
She said as she handed hiim his drink.
 
Sandra

She smiled, handing him his drink, "burbon, one for you and one for me. Dinner will be ready shortly, and we can chow down. Now tell me more about yourself, Hobbies? Interests?" She smiled and sat with him on the couch.
Her eyes roaming up and down his frame, she didn't give away her thoughts. Just merely glanced now and then.
"How is it being a PI?"
 
A little small talk befor dinner

"Being a P.I.? It's not as glamorus or exiting as most people think, most of the time it's all paper work,looking up info from city records, or following some jerk aound with a camera so you can get some lovely candid shots of him and his mistress to take and give to his wife and earn a meager $160. But every now and then, you get a real case, like the old movies or a dime store novel, the ones that make a guy want to be a detecive in the first place, it does'nt happen offten, but it's awsome when in does. And then theres a fair amount of body guard work, I don't do alot of that, but it has paid a bill or two, and it keeps Betty in staples, so can't complain too much."
Sandra sat hith her feet curled under her next to him on the couch, He could hardly believe it, but she actualy seemed to find what he was saying to be interesting.
<<Well she is a model, I guess they get out less than I do >> He thought as he continued, as for hobbies and interests, I study judo, I work out, run 3 or 4 miles a day in the mornings,
I like to paint and write realy lousy poems, and I give a wicked back rub. <grin>
She let a small giggle slip out when he mentioned the back rub, "Is that realy true? I stand and pose for pictures all day long, it's murder on the back, I think you might be my favorite neighbor if you realy are good a back rubs" she said with a smile and a wink. Ken was going to realy have to behave himself with this one, she was a realy nice girl, but the way she flirts was going to make it hard form him to keep taking it slow when it comes to women, but when he thought about it he figured it was a good character building exercise. Or a test of how cold he could get his shower to run, one of those two.
 
Sandra

She walked into the kitchen and pulled out the bbq'd baby ribs, the salad fro the fridge, and the cobs of corn rom the stove. Setting them into serving dishes she set the table. All was ready. She turned to the tv set behind her and shut it off, but kept the remote handy. She walked back into the living room and called Ken,
"Dinner is ready, come get some chow!" She laughed and walked back into the dining room. Sitting down to eat she thought over alot of the things he told her. His life was way more interesting than hers was, but a long shot.
"Well I am hoping soon to work in comercials or something. Instead of just pictures in books. It pays the bills, but I get tired of being yelled at by all around me to do this and do that. Its hard on a person. IT gets to where you forget yourself and you just start to follow orders. And I used to be sassy and in control. Now I'm just quiet and I wait. Boring huh? My hobbies.. well When I was little i liked to camp and hike. I got older it was dancing, I got older and it was opera, ballet, and movies. Then I hit 18 and went to work. Some guy seen me walking home from school and followed me home. I thought he was a sicko or something. But he came to speak to my Dad about me working as a model for a kids magazine, and smaller things. From there it went bigger and bigger. I'm getting less and less shoots now because I put on weight."

She pointed to her chest and went back to eating. Wiping her mouth she spoke again, "What time is the party tonight again?"
 
Ken

Ken sat at the table trying his hardest to eat ribs without being a slob, meanwhile he listened to her talk about her dream of being in tv comercials becuase it would be better that haveing photographers yell at her all day, He had done body guard work for some tv people and had seen some comercials being filmed, and it was true, it is different than having a photographer yell at you all day, instead you had producers, directors, and writers of all sorts yelling at you all day. They even get so used to it they even yell at the body guards, "hey you there, the big one with the gun, should'nt you be in make up or something? why are you just standing there?" Amazing really you could walk in there and break them into pieces and they would be saying, "Hey I don't remember this being in the script for today!" Once your job of making make-believe becomes your life, life becomes made up for you and you lose all perspective.

He was debating on whether or not to tell her this when she said something that nearly made him choke on his rib,"I am getting less and less shoots now becuase I put on wieght" she said while pointing to her chest.
<<How the hell do I answer that one? Is she talking anout putting on wieght..uh.. where she is pointing?>>

He smiled politely and prayed she would change the topic before he blushed so red he matched the bbq sauce.

"The party? Oh no! The invitation said to R.S.V.P. by phone, and I forgot to call, I wonder if it's too late? Is your phone hooked up?"
 
Sandra

She smiled, "Yes the phone is hooked up. Go ahead and use it.." She sat back and waited for him to rejoin her....


OOC: sorry brain dead right now.
 
Jillian

I'd thought I'd heard someone at the door, when if fact it had been the phone ringing. I walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone to answer it.

"Hello?"
 
Ken

"Jillian? Hi this is Ken Novack,from #42 down on the 4th floor?"
Ken hated talking on the phone, he was always afraid he would sound like an idiot.
"Yes,Ken how can I help you?"
Ken was begining to wonder if he should have just gone down the hall, he was better at talking in person.
"I got your invitation, and it said to R.S.V.P. by phone, so I was wondering, what time should I show up?"
 
Sandra

She got up from her seat at the table and cleaned up her dishes. Rinsing everything off, she started the dish washer and moved into her room. Glancing around she found her suit cases and her evening wear bag. Semi casual? She needed something not so 'model' material. Down to earth type of gal look. Or she would be recognized.

She came out of her room, holding a soft velvet skirt and a matching halter top that came to just above her belly button. The 'in' style now. Showing off the midriff. She set these things out and walked back into the living room. Ken was still on the phone so she sat waiting for his to finish.

She flashed him a smile when he turned around to her.
 
Ken

Ken turned around to tell Sandra what Jillian was saying,
"She says around 7 pm" Sandra was sitting in the living room smiling at him, the way the light came in from the near by patio door backlit her and framed her body in soft light, she looked like an angel.
He was mezmerized, and almost droped the phone, but he recovered quicky and with any luck she did'nt notice.
 
Sandra

"Sounds good to me, I'll be ready by then.." She sat there smiling as he gawked at her. Did she have something on her face? She gave him a curious look, but stayed seated on the floor.
"Anything we bringing besides ourselves??"
 
Ken

Ken said goodbye to Jillian and hung up the phone,"It's being catered, so we need not bring anything, but just in case I'll stop down at my place and get a bottle of wine as a hostess gift"
She smiled at him and said, "That's a good idea"
And as he crossed the room to sit on the couch he asked her, "so what would you like to do intill then?"
 
Sandra

"Well... Is there any rules for the complex? Anything broken I should know about? I wont get stuck in the elelvator will I? She giggled.
"Well you havent asked me much of anything, anything you want to know about me? Since we're going to be friends.. I hope.. I figured You might want to know somethings??" She scooted next to him on the couch, but didnt get inappropriately too close.
 
Dr. Sandee (Lee)

Lee put his groceries and liquor purchases away and strolled into his private workout room off of the balcony. He figured he had about an hour to devote to his passion for physical fitness before getting ready for his new neighbor's party.

"Oh damn," he suddently remembered. "The invitation requested a R.S.V.P. by phone, so I'd better give her a call before I forget again. Must be getting senile in my 'old age'," he grinned to himself as he picked up the phone and dialed her number.

"Hello, Ms. Malory? This is your next door neighbor, Lee Sandee. I was just calling to thank you for inviting me to your party this evening and letting you know that I'll be happy to attend. I'm looking forward to meeting you in person. Is there anything I can bring or maybe help with the setup or anything?"

"Oh, no thank you," she replied. "Everythings pretty well set. Caterers, you know. I'm looking forward to meeting you too. About sevenish, then? Good! See you then."

"What an absolutely beautiful voice," he thought as he hung up the phone. "If she's half as lovely as she sounds, I really am eager to meet her."

Stripping off his clothes as he entered the completely mirrored, exercise room he gazed critically at his multiple naked reflections. "Not bad for a '40 something' shrink, he thought as he settled onto the 'Bow Flex' machine to start his daily workout routine.

"Things are definitly looking up on the ol' homestead," he chuckled to himself. "I've been a 'recluse' too damn long - time to get back into the 'swing' of things and see what I can do about my boring social life."

"What 'social life'?" his mean spirited conscience queried. "You ain't got none!"

"Oh, shut up!" he chided himself. "Go back to sleep. I'm too busy to listen to you right now.
 
Ken

"Well... Is there any rules for the complex?" She asked,Ken let her know the only three rules he ever knew about in the building,
"There are 3 rules, #1. no naked swimming durring daytime hours,
#2. you are respocable for anything done by a guest of yours or a pet, #3. you can't build oy make any modifacations to your apt. without permision from the owner of the building."
She looked at him,"that's it?" he looked back,"yup, that's it"
"Anything broken I should know about?" He shook his head,"Nope everything just got a compleat overhual less than 2 months ago." She got a joking look on her face and a flirtatious twinkle in her eye,"I wont get stuck in the elelvator will I?" She giggled. Then she turned serious again,"Well you havent asked me much of anything, anything you want to know about me?Since we're going to be friends.. I hope.. I figured You might want to know somethings??" Ken thought about that for a minute,then replyed carefully,"not yet,no." She looked at him in shock,"Just what is that suposed to mean?" He looked her right in the eye and said,"I am enjoying the mystery, I want to get to know you a little bit at a time rather that alot at once, it's more fun that way."Now she was even more surprized and shocked than before,"Oh" is all she had to say after that,She scooted next to him on the couch, but didnt get too close.
 
Sandra

She sat there just looking at him. Curious now as to why he didn't want to know more right away. Most decided with in seconds if they wanted to know you or not. Apparently he was interested in knowing her, just not all at once. She smiled, that was a new approach. She scooted a little closer, still turned facing him.
"Anything interesting to you yet Ken?" her voice dropped a few octaves, flirting and yet hinting at something else. She met his eyes and held them. He had this look, something in his eyes that attracted her.. Maybe it was kindness? She wasn't sure but she smiled thinking about all the reasons she could like him more than she should. She was trying hard to remember he was a stranger, and she was to him too. Her eyes dropped to his mouth, looked very inviting to her. Full lips, sensual mouth. Only men could get away with that kind of mouth. She was tempted to kiss him and find out if it tasted as good as it looked. She raised her eyes back to his, and flused a little.
"Ummm....I forgot what we were talking... about..?"
 
Jillian

She hung up the phone again and smiled, looking around once more. Ken and Lee had both called and Ken was apparently bringing someone with him, another of the tenants in the building. Jade, too, had said she would be there, so that made four total so far. But, it was never too late for people to call. After all, it was only 4:30. Still plenty of time. She walked into her room and flipped back on the screen. She could see Lee in his shower and Ken and his lady friend on the couch, talking for the moment. She sat down in the chair to continue watching. Why not? She had nothing else to do at the moment....
 
Ken

There was a passion building in the air, and from the look in Sandra's eyes,she felt it too.
Ken fought the urge to run his hand though his hair agian( a nervous habit of his) and scooted closer to her, he mastered the urge to run fi s hand through his hair,by slowly reaching out and running his hand through hers.
"Does anything interest me yet?...well there is one thing..."
She started to blush as she asked "Yes,whats that?"
He sroked her hair away from her eyes, and tucked it behind her ear with the very lightest of touches to her warming earlobes.
She gave a small shiver, apperantly her ears were a hot spot for her.
"Not to sound terribly cliche' about this, but of all the beautiful and inteligent, charming women in the world, you moved in to my building"
She looked deeply in to his eyes.....
and giggled, "That's the sappyest thing I have ever had someone say to me." He too had to laugh at that, "that's the sappyest thing I've ever said to someone,<laugh> I don't know what I was thinking"
She took his face in her hands and said, "I know what I was thinking....that it also was the sweetest compliment I've ever been paid" And then without any warning from his brain what-so-ever, his body took over...he leaned forward and kissed her.
 
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Sandra

She was surprised when he moved in and suddenly kissed her. But the second their lips met she burst alive with desire. Moaning into his kiss, she scooted closer to him. Her hands ran from his cheeks to behind his head, pulling on his neck. She deepened the kiss, and tugged him over her. Falling back on the couch, she held him there. her tongue began to tease his lips and tongue. Darting in and flickering a little, only to move back out of range of his tongue. She sighed, and pressed upwards into him, parting her thighs so his body could come up snugger with hers.
 
Ken

I she was surprised by his kiss, he was down right shocked by her responce! (not that he was complaining) she pulled him closer on top of her, and returned his kiss with some of her own.
And she was really getting in to it.

He pulled his face away from hers, and began kissing her neck up and down, working his way slowly back toward her ear.
She was running her hands across his back and started slowly grinding her hips into him as her licked her sensitive ears and neck...
 
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