Post by gabriel hart on Aug 1, 2009 0:20:38 GMT -5
gabriel isaak hart,
twenty one, resident , ollie edwards.
first of all , i'm curious as to when you were born and where. how old does that make you today ?"i was born in london, england and raised there until i was about nine years old. nothing great happened the day i was born... it's probably he most random day of the year and i guess you can know that my mother was in labor for 12 hours. other than that, i'm here cause i was enlisted in the army right after high school even though i got accepted to stanford. i'm only here cause i have a few friends around and if i ever decide to go back to school there's no better place than the university."
whats your status here , exactly. can you tell us what you do for a living ?"i've been living here for an entire year now, i don't really stay around too long when i'm home though. i go back and forth between london and the states to see my family back in new york. i'm still thinking about some things, getting my act together."
and your parents , who are they and what do they like ?my dad's a corporate law attorney, he has a firm and everything. he's only doing in it because he wasn't able to join the army as a teenager. why? he hasn't told me yet. we get along fine but he's a sick guy. i mean, he has heart issues and i'm just trying to make him happy for as long as i have left.
my mom died when i was about ten years old. she's one of the main reasons why we moved to new york in the first place. she'd always wanted to go but my dad didn't want her to be away from her family. everything we do is for her.
so what about siblings , are there any other important family members ?"i've never wished for anyone else. i'm perfectly fine being the only child."
i see , now could you tell me your favorite and least favorite things ?"i like dogs, motocross, concerts, plane trips, jet skiing, loud bass, sex, shot glasses, working out, jim morrison, bob dylan, acoustic guitar, and oldies.
hate snobs, prepubescent teeny boppers, being lied to, bad memories, disprespect, overly tattooed girls, being judged, assholes, and dealing with death."
so what about relationships , how do you find those ?"when i was younger all i ever really thought about was sex and getting laid. how many girls can i fit into a week, after what i've seen and been through i'm more of a one woman man when it comes to the actual relationship. i mean, i've been with a few girls... more than i can count on one hand, but i've just been waiting for that right one. i like to think that i'm a good guy to be with. i won't know until i get into a good relationship though, right?"
we've asked about family , significant others , but what about a pet ?"i'm not really a pet person."
last but not least - your best kept secret , what is it exactly ?"it's a secret. i'm not telling anyone because it's too much of a burden, okay? no one knows this but me and the guys who were there with me. nothing to tell cause nothing was seen, the end."
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When confronted with an appealing young man Isabella had been taught one thing for sure: self restraint. Self restraint was having a very difficult time sitting with her at the moment. It wasn't every day that she met someone so effortlessly desirable or even remotely as charming as Dean was. She'd have to be lenient with the desires that tugged at certain parts of her body, but not so much that all the mystery would be lost. Her one size too small bikini was already taking away roaming space for the imagination, she couldn't allow her own selfish physical indulgences to ruin whatever it was that kept him interested in her.
She hadn't expected for him to get so close to her. It wasn't as if she were iffy about the close proximity, her own affection toward people tended to make them uncomfortable. 'no holding back,' she thought, and just before she could do what her lips were itching for... He pulled away and his shirt was on the floor. There wasn't even any physical contact yet and she was already feeling flustered. So many other guys probably would've been shoved away as politely as possible, but this one was not going to get that from her. Her blue eyes locked for a moment on his body as his shirt formed a pile on the sand beside them, she now knew how men felt when girls pranced around in their tiny swimsuits. It was a feeling similar to torture and frustration. Torture because their own humanity was what hurt to touch and feel another person's perfect sex appeal and the frustration came into play when one realized that it was also that same element that needed a lot of time to be domesticated and kept at bay.
Before she knew it he had his pants were down joining the shirt in a pile beside her dress, they were barely clothed and hadn't even tasted each others skin. It was all that she could do to tear her eyes away from him and glance at something else, anything else, the water was no longer of interest to her. Then he went ahead and did it, swept her up into his strong arms and her own instinctively were wrapped around his neck in no time. He had taken her by surprise and for this caused for her to gasp and hold him tight for just a moment. God, how it felt to be so close to his lips again, to see that smile that no matter what anyone thought was meant only for her at this moment. All of her thoughts of action and reaction went right out the window when the shock subsided, there didn't seem to be any other direction to go but up. Her lips parted just slightly as she ran her tongue over her lips while he neared the water and inclined her body closer to his, grazed her tongue along his lips and smiled as she pulled away from him. "Mmmm." Was the only thing that crept out of her lips as she escaped completely from his grasp on her and planted her own two feet on the sand.
Taking this time to grab a hold of herself and regain any composure that was lost in the process of tasting his lips, she tested the cold water and shuddered. It wasn't so much the temperature that caused this, but she decided to go right ahead and continue on her endeavor to get hypothermia on the first date. "My god, it's cold Dean." She said, as she ran her hands along the ripples of the water that slowly was reaching her thighs. "I really don't think i can go any further." She said, finally stopping in mid-wade as she turned to look at him. Her eyes locking on his as she did so. "I thought you'd be faster at this than me." It wasn't that easy for her to hide the fact that she was cold, everything that she thought could be found in her expression and the way her lips trembled while she spoke.
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