Whose woods these are I think I know,
His house is in the village though.
He will not see me stopping here,
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer,
To stop without a farmhouse near,
Between the woods and frozen lake,
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake,
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep,
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

-Frost


"Genius rarely allows room for creativity."



[Prologue] I would recommend skipping the history section unless you’re extremely…extremely bored. I couldn’t sleep so 3 pages turned into 12 =T Sorry.

[Name] Shai Tanaka (Preferring her Mother’s Maiden name she had it legally changed the day she turned 18 from Shaffer)

[Age] Technically 23, but turned 19 during her first semester at Shokushu.

[Race] White/Japanese


[Gender] Female


[Origin] New York

[Major] Forced to choose between Nano Technology and Biotechnology.

[Measurements]
Bust: 32
Waist: 25
Hips: 36

[Physical] Shai has a slender/athletic build with long curvy legs. She walks with a sense of humility accentuating her height with a sense of grace and confidence. Her white locks fall down to her calves in a sleek, straight fashion. Her eyes are wide, but seem dull varying from a deep blue to a cool gray depending on the colors around her and the clothes she is wearing. The only time her eyes seem to glitter is when she is frantically drawing up schematics or tearing something apart. Having and immensely tall father and a rather short mother left Shai somewhere in between at 5’9’’. Her skin is a creamy pale, but not an unhealthy tone. Her lips are small but lush always seeming in a permanent pout, more due to her lack of smiles than anything else. She has a small but pleasant nose that curves slightly upwards giving her face the much-needed docility due to her lack of expression.

Growing up in New York in a wealthy family one would assume Shai would have a better sense of style. The only times she would wear a dress after she realized her independence from her mother’s feminine clutches, was when she was forced to some important gathering or another, and would quickly dismiss herself only to strip out of those into her more plain clothing. Her general style is either pure white, or jet black rarely accentuated with a royal purple. Others would tease her about being OCD because she would never mix and match clothing, and would rarely wear anything different than her adapted styles.

[Mentally: “You shouldn’t pry where you don’t belong.”] Shai has always been sweet, it’s been said that when she was born she didn’t even cry. Usually the nigh-albino is extremely quiet, never wishing to speak ill towards anyone or draw much attention to herself. She wasn’t always so reclusive. When she was younger the girl could be seen bouncing around the house cheerfully, without ever getting into any mischief- other than tearing apart various items to see what was inside. A trait she still can’t seem to let go. After a trauma during her early childhood her black locks were turned into a shocking white. It took years of therapy to even muster a full sentence out of the girl; to this day no one really knows what happened except for Shai. She carries a sense of stern coldness about her, but even despite her tragedy she will still be the first to offer a kind word when she deems appropriate.

At first glance, one would most likely think Shai was dumb, probably due to her lack of self-expression. Shai is a genius of sorts, not so much associated with her IQ level but she has a trait that most humans disregard as they dwell into society. She can look at the world in a different perspective. Instead of continuing the old traditional way of opening a letter, she will find or even create an instrument to make it easier. Rather than strictly using a remote to work the television she will tear the damned thing open and figure out how it works. Using this as her guideline through her early teens she deemed herself superior to others- “If the world turned cold, I would have the capability to survive- where others would perish.” She did not use this as a standard when meeting new people, but still it gave Shai the much-needed confidence she lacked due to her physical appearance.

[Specialties: “I hope these things work…they’re still prototypes.]
Shai is efficient in every subject, but finds poetry her weakest subject. She is able to read and appreciate the metaphorical references but finds no logic in the subject matter- therefore she has never been able to write a poem she deemed worthy of an A. Her memory is immaculate.

*Science: Officially her strongest subject only because she chooses to take a special interest in it. Ever since childhood she was always tearing something apart and putting it back together in an either better fashion or exactly the way it was.
*Technology: Associated with Science, Shai loves the empowerment she receives with the ability to create.
*Math: Always a whiz with numbers she was practically begged to join every math team, club, association that she ever encountered. “I would rather spend my time applying mathematics to something that actually mattered.”
*Engineering: Most likely Shay’s favorite aspect of applying her brain. She loves creating, and has drawn applicable plans of beauty to some of the worlds existing structures. Combining her Sciences with her extensive knowledge of building materials upon graduation she hopes to become head of an enterprise that brings the world into the next age of structure.

Anything Shai takes a special interest in she will most likely exceed expectations. Despite her quiet and sweet nature, if you were to look hard enough you would see a deep satisfaction Shai receives when confronted with a problem she can solve. She prefers problems that lead to new problems, or a problem that will occupy an extensive amount of time.

Shai is confident when she does choose to answer, and she has been known to put some of her professors to shame during her Freshman year at MIT- that is, if she was having a particular bad day. She’s been known to correct professors and even some of the most renowned scientists. “Ah yes, putting imbeciles to shame since 1985”

Shai is not only fascinated with technology, the human body is the most brilliant machine she’s ever encountered. Shai is a Vegan, after extensive research she discovered what many have been trying to say for centuries- the human body is not designed for carnivorous tendencies. In between her long hours of studying and creating, she always manages to find the time to exercise extensively. She is currently working on a new theory. “It is my belief that if you keep the human body in a constant state of caloric deprivation, then you will increase your lifespan by at least 12%”

[Disadvantages: “Interesting how Society will shun you until they realize that they need you.”]

It isn’t hard for Shai to make friends, it’s all a science and calculations based on observation. Assess an individual’s personality and then formulate the appropriate topics to pique the individual’s interest. Shai simply prefers not too use her mind to obtain friendship, rarely has anyone reached out to her so why should she do society a favor by reaching out to them… Admittedly, Shai is terrible with people. If there was ever someone she desperately wanted to know she would be the most flustered individual you’d ever met. So scared of rejection what’s the point of even trying?

While she is brilliant, that can sometimes be the biggest disadvantage she holds. Always thinking in a logical manner it rarely leaves time to assess her emotions. It always leaves her to overlook when people are trying to get her attention, which leads to her loneliness. She created a mechanical companion, it was some kind of phase in Japan she’d heard when she sold the rough draft schematics to some toy engineers, but she’d never cared to check up on that. Despite the excessive amount of emotion she chooses to put into her creations, it does not make her whole and she craves human companionship.


Disclaimer: If you are allergic to giant walls of text I would Highly recommend you leave now while your eyes have yet to melt into your sockets. Should you choose to continue and you find yourself wanting to dig your eyes out with a spoon, please press Alt-F4


[History]
Shai’s father was a rich American who made his voyage over to Japan for his business enterprise Tarturas Corporation; A company that specialized in Engineering and Risk Management. If you were building something on a massive scale, if you’re cleaning up an oil spill, we’re the people to call- he’d say. It was in Japan he met Shai’s mother and began a wonderful life with her.

She was the child that didn’t cry, the one that cooed happily in her mother’s arms and didn’t have a malevolent bone in her fragile body. She was beautiful by any mother’s standards, complete with the soft tuft of raven colored hair. By age 2 she was already talking in full, formulated sentences and reading the dictionary- tough going for someone who doesn’t have a sophisticated word base. Her parents couldn’t readily complain, she wasn’t mischievous- aside from always tearing things apart, but considering she usually put them back together 98.99% of the time it wasn’t viewed as a troubling issue, in fact her Father reveled in glee that he may someday be able to pass his legacy onto his budding genius.

When Shai was barely into childhood. It was the day neither her parents, nor Shai would ever forget. It began with Shai buzzing excitedly around the house when she learned she was going to get her first glimpse at Japan- the technology country. “Japan! Japan! I’ll need a kimono mommy, we’re going to Japan!” They had so many fascinating things that could barely wait for the next morning. In a rare occurrence the girl left the house and trotted happily down the trails leading from the house compound towards the woods. Nightfall descended and Shai’s parents were worried about her, and immediately began their search. What they found hours later, they were certain wasn’t even their daughter, but the huddled up form of a child nonetheless. As they neared they noticed that the long locks that were as white as the frilly dress she was wearing- their daughter’s dress.

“Oh sweet mother, Shai what happened to you?” Her mother screamed in agony as she clutched her daughter protectively to her chest. But Shai said nothing for a whole year after, and not much after that. She was still the same in many respects. The girl found her solace tearing apart various electronics around the house, and she still always had her nose buried in a book about some form of science, math, or other subject that was seemingly beyond her age of existence. But her entire presence was different, changed forever.

After acing nearly every subject her first few years of schooling, it was highly suggested that by age 10 she was admitted into education nearing the University level. “You can’t make me Adam.” She said in a factitious tone.
“What happened to Dad? Father?” Adam said gently taking a seat next to his daughter. She was brilliant, but ever since the accident even an act of defiance pleased him to know his only child still had a spark of personality left. “Of course I can, but I’d rather you want to challenge yourself. Do you really wish to hold yourself back with the basic no- average learning of normal kids?”
“You call them normal Adam.” She said with a hint of resentment. “But I still wish to experience the normalcy of an average childhood, and I’d prefer not to socially condemn myself.”

Shai’s father sighed, obviously frustrated but nearly as intellectually brilliant as his daughter yet honed with far more experience, decided upon a fair compromise. “I’ll make you a deal.” He said bluntly, piquing his daughter’s interest. Shai silently closed the book she was buried in.

“What?” She asked after a moment of elevated silence.

“If you can obtain your education and get to a college level of learning by the time you’re 14, I’ll let you go to High School.” He paused to gauge his daughter’s reaction. She stared at him indifferently, but he knew that she was his daughter and would never resist an intellectual challenge. “You see, if we waited for you to come of the appropriate age to enter high school, and it turns out you despise it then those were years wasted. However, if you already had your education…call it a social experiment if you will. Then you wont feel so different when you enter University at 18- that is if you decide to finish high school.”

He got no immediate response from his daughter but after what seemed an eternity of him holding his breath he finally got a resonated ‘Fine’. He was satisfied with the outcome.

Adam had fully expected Shai to meet the terms of their agreement, but was more hopeful that she would realize her foolishness and continue to pursue her education. The terms unfortunately were hers and she was tutored by some of the best minds in the country, privately. Shai, however never lost sight of her goal. She determined her genius to be an abomination of the natural order, but it was hers nonetheless. She was determined to make the quota and was finished with the agreed level of schooling even before she turned fourteen. Thus she entered High School, but to her father’s delight continued with her education with online and physical classes to MIT.

High School was an entirely different experience when you were going for the social aspect. She didn’t even need to be there yet on her first day she found some form of happiness brushing her hair and picking out clothes her mother had bought for her first day of ‘regular school.’ It hadn’t even crossed her mind that her appearance, most notably her hair might come and a shock to those who had never seen such a thing before. Hence her first few days of high school filled her with emotions she’d only read about. Shame, Embarassment, even Hatred toward the girls who giggled manically while they pointed at her pathetic image wandering down the halls. Right when she determined she was going to give it all up, to leave and damn all of those people when she became rich and powerful because her brilliance…she met Josh.

“Hey, you dropped this.” The most delectable specimen she’d ever laid eyes on. His deep green eyes, his massive frame honed due to his obvious athletic involvement he donned his football jersey proud, he dropped the emerald green folder into her waiting hands and every part of her being wanted to be flirtatious, wanted to reach out and grab his attention, but she couldn’t bring herself to say a word. He frowned, his face was so beautiful to her, but said nothing and turned on his heel to run down the hall to catch up to his friends.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid, ignorant! For a genius I’m the biggest moron I’ve ever met.” She screamed to herself in the girl’s bathroom after taking great care to assure she was alone. He had made her feel something, something nobody has ever made her feel before. She remembered vividly looking into his deep green eyes, devouring his form with her own gray eyes he was so much taller than she was, and made her feel small and insignificant in the entire world. A feeling she never had endured before, she felt her body tingling all over and her face grow hot. Was this lust? No, it had to be love.

The door busted open unexpectedly and she heard the flutter of several girls chatting a million miles an hour. “You know I heard she does all of her homework and finishes it before the class even ends.” She heard the voice of a girl resounding off of the white, pastel yellow walls. “I know, I T.A. for Mr. Paul and I checked all of her papers, she got every single answer right! On every one of them!” Shai bit her lip in fear, a feeling she hadn’t experienced in a long time. Were they talking about her?
“So she’s smart, big deal…I heard she was talking to Josh today.” They were talking about her! “More like stared him down like a bitch in heat. She totally blew it.” She heard an enormous laughter from what could have only been four girls. “Well, anyone talking to Josh has to deal with me, and he wouldn’t even think twice about that freak. I mean she’s like albino.” “She’s not albino, they’re supposed to have red eyes.” Shai smiled, someone was standing up for her, in some catty sort of way. “She’s not completely unfortunate looking.” She heard the room go quiet as death. “Josh is mine, I’ll beat her ass if she even thinks about talking to him.” Unable to bear anymore of the conversation Shai boldly threw open the stall door. It was immensely satisfying to see the look of shock pass over each pretty, made up face of the Florence High Cheerleaders. They’d been the main source of much of her displeasure here. She said nothing, she felt she didn’t have to, but strode angrily out of the girl’s room and to her next class.


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Weeks passed and Shai found herself more infatuated with Josh than she could have ever imagined, and even formed some sort of relationship with him. If you call tutoring a relationship. Turns out he was rather poor in English, but it allowed them much desired time alone. He was nice, he was never mean to her and always had something nice to say, which in turn made Shai want to be a better person. Each day she found herself saying nice things to strangers and the result after two years gave Shai a number of accomplices that took her places and actually made an effort to get close to her. It was all a façade, a lie. If any of them knew Shai was here for an experiment, as her father put it, then they would all shun her. It didn’t bother her much, and she was proud to say that she and Josh were friends.

Not everyone agreed with Josh and Shai spending so much time together, but after three years of a close friendship nobody could really say anything to sway Josh from being around her.

“You know I thought you were weird when I first met you?” Josh said lazily stretching out on the grass of the long deserted football field.
“I can’t imagine why.” Shai said sardonically.
“Not because of the way you look…but you didn’t say anything, to anyone really. Nobody even really knew your name, and I when I handed you that folder you just looked at me.” He said trying to choose his words carefully, not wanting to offend his friend, but in any case, he knew she was above that. That’s why he liked her so much.
“Yeah well, I’m not very good with people.” He cut her off.
“You looked like you wanted to say something to me, but it was like you couldn’t. What was it?” He turned on his side to look at the girl he’d come to desire, staring her down the way she did that first day.

Shai was familiar with flirting, but for once she didn’t prod her memory for some magazine she’d read, or some TV. she’d seen where girls would do something to play with a man’s feelings. She let the feeling come naturally to her, and blocked out all feelings of insecurity. She propped herself up on her elbow and stared back at him, in a ploy of paranoia Shai deviously looked around and leaned in close, ushering Josh closer to her and said barely above a whisper. “I wanted to say…” She leaned in and pressed her soft lips against his, but pulled away quickly. “This isn’t my notebook.”

It was a Saturday night only an hour before one of the biggest games that Florence would play this season, this determined if they would make it to the finals. “I’ll make you a deal Shai.” God, how did he know that was her weakness. Shai had come to wish Josh luck since he was the starting Quarterback his senior year, and there was rumor that there were scouts in the audience. Something about her presence in the boy’s locker room made the other players a bit more rowdy.
“I’m listening.”
He leaned in close to whisper in her ear. Her eyes went wide with surprise when she heard the most shocking request of her life. She stood still, unmoving her eyes fixed on the locker just past Josh’s shoulder. “Fine.” She said after what seemed an eternity to Josh. He grinned widely, but her cold stare stopped him short. “But if you lose…” Her cold stare turned into the most malevolent glare he’d ever seen from Shai, and he knew the consequences.

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Whenever he had the opportunity Josh scanned the stands for Shai’s face. That’s what he loved about the way she looked, she was so easy to spot in a crowd. Tonight was all clad in white, he liked her that way, it made her seem innocent and angelic. Every time he caught a glimpse of her she seemed agitated and worried, but it was only a reminder of his prize should her win this game- no when he won it. This was the last play Florence had, it had been a close game all night and he was overwhelmed with fatigue, but each view of Shai gave him a rush of adrenalin. This was the play that would make or break Florence, but it was always the play that would determine the outcome of his relationship with Shai. He called the play, it was set into motion, he sprinted down the field, he ran his fastest, evaded everyone that came after him and once his was into the key position he turned, and like clockwork the ball was soaring towards him. He jumped, he caught, and he scored. Everyone cheered but Josh stood there, his chest heaving with every labored breath. He ignored everyone else, and searched the stands again and there she was, jaw agape her eyes wide with disbelief. Had she really thought to get away that easily?

“Not only did we win, I scored the winning touchdown. I think that merits an extra prize don’t you think?” He grinned wide, showing off his perfect teeth.
“You can’t change terms after a deal is made, sorry but nice try.” His smile melted in disappointment. “You’ll pay for your sass missy.” He jeered, but with a hint of seriousness behind his cheerful tone. It was long after the game on a Friday night when they pulled back up to the school, Josh was only reassured by his decision when he saw that the floodlights that had illuminated the field only hours before had been turned off and the entire structure was elated in darkness. He got out of his truck and made the effort to open Shai’s door for her, since she seemed to be unmoving.
”I changed my mind.” She said when he peered inside the passenger door.
“You can’t change the terms after a deal is made.” He mocked. “But sorry, nice try.” He wrapped his strong hand around her arm and pulled forcefully.

“Ow, Hey! I still have my seatbelt on, prick.” She screamed, but he seemed not to notice. With an irritated grunt he unbuckled her and continued to yank her from the truck.

“Are you sure no one’s here?” She asked, calculating the hours it would take to clean up the football field, even with the volunteers she still had a feeling that the school would at least still be occupied by some of the janitorial staff.
“It wouldn’t really matter if they was, they’d just get to watch.” He said before pushing her inside the locker room. The same locker room she’d been in an hour before the game.
Shai stood unsure of herself and leaned against the cold metal of some of the lockers watching Josh’s silhouette as he fumbled for the light switch.



“And look, the windows are already covered for you, so stop being paranoid.” He joked motioning towards the windows that had been covered with black construction paper. Shai fingered with the fabric on her sleeve and watched as Josh turned the dial on his locker, producing a black duffle bag.
“What is that?” Shai said warily.
“Well you’re in no position to ask questions now are you? As per our agreement.” He said plopping the bag onto the bench. “Your body is mine until the sun comes up.” He considered her for a minute, she looked so helpless, bound by some silly agreement. He know though, that she wanted to be here. The way she was biting her lower lip, how she shifted her weight from one foot to the next, how her body is shaking underneath her clothes…He was going to have fun with her. He left the bag for now and walked over to her, his form towering over hers, peering down at her with his emerald eyes.
“Do you love me Shai?”
Shai couldn’t bring herself to even look at him at the moment, but found his strong hand caressing her cheek, leading her gaze up to his own.
“Do you?”

She opened her mouth but against every inclination to proclaim it out loud, nothing came out. In an instant the sweet Josh she had come to know had disappeared entirely. His face twisted in anger and his arms shot out slamming her hard against the rough metal of the lockers. She cried out, stunned by the sudden outburst, confused by his anger. He pressed his body hard against hers, one hand pinning one of her wrists above her head and the other engulfing a handful of her lush hair. He yanked her head backwards and buried his tongue deep into her mouth. What was happening? Why was he doing this to her? Despite every feeling of fear inside her she couldn’t help but feel that tingle she felt when she first looked into his green eyes, and the heat rising within her.

Obviously frustrated Josh released the hold on her hair and his hands began exploring her form. He’d always known she was small beneath her layers of clothing, but had only gotten small inclinations to her actual size through strategic hand placement. He forced his hand under her shirt and worked his way up and was quite surprised when he was greeted by more than a handful of firm roundness through the thin material of her bra.
“Josh, stop, I don’t feel right.” He ignored her, his fingers lightly tracing around her hardening nipple before squeezing the mound roughly.
“Nngh.” Shai shuddered, unable to identify with what she was feeling. His hand worked its way out from beneath the shirt back down to the hem where he pulled at the fabric, slowly working it up her torso.
“Stop please! I don’t-“ He silenced her with another kiss but instead of accepting this fate she was severely panicked. She tossed her head frantically and pulled away from his lips. “No!” Infuriated he yanked at her shirt and sweater, she fought back equally but he overpowered her and soon after the struggle began, her shirt was off leaving the cool damp air of the locker room to caress her revealed bare skin. She didn’t have time to enjoy her freedom from his grasp because almost instantly he descended back upon her and was fumbling with the button on her white jeans.
“Josh, you’re hurting me!” She squealed as the struggle ensued, he violently banged her against the harsh metal, uncaring as to which way he bent this and which way he twisted that. Nearly fed up with Shai he growled, her pants had luckily been forced down to her knees and he saw the beauty in a new light. Never would he have guessed that her skin would be so flawless, her hips so curvy, her legs so long and beautiful. Now the only thing that stood between him and his utmost desire were two flimsy pieces of lace. Pieces that if she wouldn’t cooperate, he could easily tear from her flesh.

In a last effort to pull her pants completely from her, Josh had gotten so aggravated with her he grabbed a handful of her hair and slammed her head against the lockers. A dazed Shai fell to the ground in shock, amazement, and confusion. Why was Josh being so mean to her? What was this hot feeling inside of her? Obviously happy with his work, he pulled the jeans from her body and carelessly tossed them aside. She seemed subdued for the moment and he could feel himself getting hard already, just from that look of confusion she was giving him. He would make her scream.

He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back to her feet, she fought but barely obviously still stunned from the blow. He fumbled with the contents inside of the bag.
“Josh why are you doing this to me?” She talks too much, he thought. That’ll have to be fixed. His hands finally found the cord he was looking for and he yanked its length from the bag.

“Are you going to be a good girl? Or am I going to have to bang you up again?” He said firmly, in a voice that didn’t even sound like his own. Shai, so caught up in confusion just nodded and felt her knees buckle. He led her to the ground and yanked both of her arms behind her back, wrapping the cord around her wrists and arms until she could barely move them. He liked seeing her this way, she was his and no one else’s. She seemed so helpless leaning her head and shoulder against the locker, stripped down to those sexy white lace panties and that bra that held a wonderful surprise of fullness for him. The way she was tied too, giving her that irresistible arch in her back that made her breasts perk up even higher. He wrapped a handful of hair in his fist again, but seeming to catch on to the idea Shai rose with his pull to avoid the yanking headache she was sure to receive had she decided not to. Josh seemed content with himself, but just to be a dick he threw her back against the lockers again. She grimaced as the tender part of her head once again was thrust against hard metal. “J…Josh.” She groaned as he felt his tongue lightly grazing the side of her neck, before he sunk his teeth deep into her flesh. Shai cried out in pain and a dizzying darkness swept over her, Josh held her again the lockers pinned by his weight. His hand yanked the lace of her bra down freeing her firm breasts from their prison, elevated by the material bundled beneath them. Once freed his hands ran down her slender ribs, rubbing downward until they found her firm buttocks. His hands kneaded the flesh greedily as he slipped one of her hard, light pink nipples into his mouth. Shai arched her back as she felt the warmth of his mouth on her sensitive nipple. “Nngh, stop.” She cooed, but against all of her logic she didn’t want him too. Everything he had done to her thus far caused a foreign sensation inside of her, and while her carnal side of her reveled in the pleasure she received, the scientist in her was piqued in curiosity.

One of his greedy hands moved away from that firm ass of hers and his fingertips gently traces her nether lips through the thin lace. He grinned in satisfaction hearing her soft moans through cries of protest. ‘What a slut.’ He thought sheepishly to himself before he lifted her up off of the ground.

“What are you?!” Shai exclaimed, but before she knew it her legs were over his strong, muscled shoulders and his tongue prodded at her covered entrance. The heat mixed with the growing moisture against her lips made Shai shudder with anticipation. His tongue snaked its way around the fabric and he tasted her for the first time. His breath quickened as his tongue, fighting against lace trailed the outside of her lips up towards the tiny bud he knew to be her clit.

“Nngh, Josh!” She moaned, he loved hearing his name come from her lips in ecstasy. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, further securing her from falling. One hand worked towards the fabric and pulled it to the side revealing all of his Shai. He planted an appreciative, soft kiss on her tiny bud before he ran his tongue back up and down her hairless slit. Circling that snakelike tongue around her clit until she began to ride against him.

Never before had Shai felt anything like this. It was comparable to drawing her first schematic but a thousand times better than anything she’d ever felt before. The hot sensations through her body seemed to course through her invigorated and synchronizing with her elevated heartbeat. Oh how she wished her hands were free so she could run her hands down her smooth body, massage her breasts as Josh had done. Almost as if he had read her thoughts his free hand reached up and harshly tugged at his hard nipple.
She moaned softly, her body jolting with each forceful tug she received. This was the most amazing sensation ever, but something was missing, her body craved more. In carnal response she found her hips swaying with his tongue, riding his tongue as he explored every part of her dripping cunt. Her honeyed juices mixing with his slick saliva, that thick tongue working around every crevice of her sex. She felt her heart beating faster, his chest heaving violently with every labored breath. What was happening to her? She couldn’t explain it.
Every sound she made only condoned his actions. He knew she wanted him, but would force himself to hold for just a bit longer. He glanced up at her, satisfied that her body was taking control over her mind, wishing it was his hard cock fucking her instead of his tongue. He had to be patient; she was worth every second of his holding off. He increased his rhythm, circling his tongue and wrapping his warm mouth around her eager, throbbing clit. Her breaths were coming harder, her body was trembling in his hold, and he knew she was getting close.

“Josh, Oh Josh! I love you!” He pulled away from her that instant and let her slide down the rough surface of the metal, wanting her to feel every agonizing inch before her trembling feet hit the cold cement floor.

“Now you love me huh slut? Well let’s see how much you love me when it’s time for you to return the favor.” Shai was unsure of what he meant until she saw him unbuttoning his own jeans, she watched solemnly, still breathing hard from the sudden passion she was ripped away from. Her body ached, desired to be filled and fulfilled.

“Another time though,” he said looking at his watch. It was 4:30 and he didn’t have much time left with his prize. “Bend your skinny ass over that bench.” He took a handful of her hair and tossed her over the bench, taking a moment to admire the beautiful view of her ass bent, begging for a nice slap. He obliged accordingly and mused at her faux scream. He knew she liked it. He gently traced her slit with one of his fingers and slid it inside of her. “You’re really tight Shai, and look how wet you are.” She moaned lightly as his finger pushed inside of her honeyed depths. ‘That’s it!’ She thought to herself. ‘That’s what I want.’

Josh braced his thick cock outside at the entrance of her tight sex, tracing her slit and pressing the head against her opening just slightly.
“Do you want me Shai?”
She nodded, biting hard at her lower lip. He grabbed a handful of her long hair and yanked her head back, drawing a scream. “I didn’t hear you, Do-you-want me-Shai?”
“Yes! I want you, please fuck me Josh!” Shai could hardly believe the words coming out of her mouth. Someone else had to have said it, but no, it was her voice. Satisfied Josh plunged inside of her, meeting with a slight resistance, but easily pushing past. Shai screamed in pain and pleasure as he began to pump in and out of her dripping sex. Slow at first, as he realized this was her first time. As her moans began to decrease in intensity he increased his speed, shoving his cock deep into her welcoming depths. Her muscles clenched and throbbed around his eager cock, tightening around him like a vice, almost unwilling to let him go with each withdraw.
“Yes, god this feels…yes!” Shai moaned, rocking her hips against his, welcoming his length into her warm pussy.

Josh could barely contain himself, he’d wanted this for so long and finally he had Shai all to himself, he pumped inside of her and felt himself release his thick cum inside of her quivering cunt. He collapsed on top of her beautiful form and planted a kiss on her cheek.
“I’ll make you a deal.” He said. After a long silence, and their breaths began to steady he was relieved to hear her voice.
“Well?”
“If I can get you home before your Dad finds out you were gone all night, you have to come to my house next week…Mom’s out of town.”
Shai smiled to herself despite still being unable to move her arms.
“Fine.”

[This is practically where the history ends, below is a short story depicting what happened with Josh ;D It’s sexiness if you’d like to continue reading.]
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“No really, I’m happy for you.” She said, her eyes still averted towards the ground.
“Well, I couldn’t have done it without you.” He said placing a hand on Shai’s cheek. “You seem to have brought me a lot of luck, not to mention happiness.”
Shai cringed at the word ‘happiness’ if he was so damn happy, why was he leaving. Then again, it wasn’t like she couldn’t get into any school she wanted, but Josh didn’t know that.
“When do you leave?” She asked, kicking a rock away from her foot, swinging her legs absently from the bleachers.
“I go for a tour of the campus next week, but you know…after I graduate you still have an entire year left,” He thought of how many whispers he’d heard of guys around the school who wanted a piece of Shai and glared bitterly at her. “Maybe you’ll meet someone.” Wrong thing to say, when Shai didn’t say anything for a long while he gave her a hug.

“I want us to always be friends but…I just don’t think I’d be able to handle a relationship on top of school and football.”

Shai hissed. “You didn’t seem to have a problem with it this year.” Josh seemed hurt, but her logic was undeniable. “No, I understand Josh. I’ve seen it a million times. Guy meets girl, guy copulates with girl, guy gets bored with girl, guy doesn’t need girl anymore.” Perhaps she had jumped to conclusions, or perhaps she had been delusional and consumed by emotion, instead of thinking. Shai got up and started to walk towards her car.
“Shai.”
“It just seems this whole ‘High School’ thing is going to come to an end a year earlier than I expected. I’m leaving.”
Now it was Josh’s turn to be insulted, and confused. “I graduated your level of education when I was twelve, I’ve been postponing full-time University because I enjoyed your company. Since you’re leaving, there’s no point in my staying.”

That following Fall, Shai had enrolled in Shokushu where she began her advanced education. Her father made the suggestion, insisting they had a brilliant Engineering program. Shai’s interest leaned more towards Biotechnology and Nanotechnology, Subjects in which Shokushu also specialized. She began her journey with no problems, but soon began to encounter strange night terrors. Still vexed by Josh’s rejection of her she was closed to many of the students she encountered. But there were a few, a few who managed to touch her heart. Over and over she remembered her past, suspended in the present unsure of what was reality and what was created for her. Her mind logically tried to break her from her comatose, and once it had succeeded one last dream aroused her thoughts.

Plague

Shai’s head gently rose as she looked around the dimly lit room. She tried to move but found herself bound tightly to a chair.
“Shai, you’re awake. Do you know where we are?”
Shai was relieved to find Fenris there, but she shook her head in confusion. She looked around the room and saw that Adena was there as well, all three of them bound to similar chairs. “Adena, are you alright?” Shai whispered to the newly awakened teen.
“Yeah, I…I’m fine.”

Shai begin to stir into consciousness, her memories fading into blurred images of Fenris’ Golem the sickening stench of rotting flesh and thousands upon thousands of gallons of torrents of blood swirling about an entire room. The Slaughterhouse, she would never forget that place. Tumbling down to land into the murky, thick concoction, her last images being that of Adena and Fenris, then darkness. A choking, sickening darkness as blood began to fill her lungs.

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“Miss Tanaka.” Shai’s eyes fluttered open and she was in a hospital bed. She jolted upright and looked frantically around. “FENRIS?!?! ADENA?!” She grabbed the nurse’s collar in an outrage. “Where are they?” The nurse looked confused. “Miss Tanaka, who?”

Shai frantically ripped the IV from her forearm and leapt from the bed, bolting out into the hallway. “Fenris! Adena!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. “Plague you son of a bitch if I ever see you again I will kill you!” She screamed, before feeling a harsh prick in the side of her neck, and then becoming overwhelmed by darkness again. Finally, a dreamless sleep.

“So Miss Tanaka how are you recovering?”
“Quite well I would like to think, I’m eager to begin my classes again.” Shai said to the cocky, vixen that was the school’s psychiatrist. She’d seen her once with one of the headmasters, a long time ago it seemed.
“We’ll see Miss Tanaka.”
“Please, call me Shai.”
“Shai…Last month you said you were having nightmares?”
“I don’t recall any nightmares.”
“Really now?”
“No.” Shai was lying, she’d played this game before. Pretend to have no clue what they’re talking about.
“How are you dreams lately, Shai?”
“I don’t really dream, the rare occasions I do it’s about new schematics I’d like to draw up, but…they wont give me a pencil and paper. I’m confused, did I do something wrong?” She asked with a façade of innocence.
“No Miss Tana- Shai. There’s something you should know.”
Shai stayed silent.
”You’ve been in a coma for three and a half years.”
The news hit Shai like a bag of bricks. Adena?! Fenris?! If they had escaped then hopefully they had graduated and got away from this terrible place. Three years of my life is gone? How old does that make me, what month is it? Fenris, Adena God I hope you’re okay.
“That’s unfortunate.” She said, struggling to keep an indifferent appearance.
“Indeed. We’ve been treating you on the island per your father’s request.”
Liar. More likely you forged a letter and told him I wanted to sever all contact with him and that I was eloping with another student.
“Of course, Shokushu has one of the best medical facilities. I am grateful, I am alive.” Shai said with no hints of cynicism.
“We’ll see about getting you back into your classes, of course you will have to take some tests to ensure that marvelous brain of yours is still in perfect working condition.”
Shai nodded, musing in the thought of ripping every pretty brown strand of hair from this whore’s head.

They conversed a bit more about Shai’s future and her classes, and after what seemed an eternity to Shai, she was finally allowed to go back to her dingy pathetic excuse for a room she liked to call a ‘cell’.

The woman brushed a long tuft of her hair behind her ear as Shai exited the room. This student was very elusive but she was unsure whether or not Shai was faking. By all accounts it had seemed the treatment had worked, if not then they could simply clone the brat and still benefit off of her wonderful mind. She sighed. “The clones are never as good as the original’s.” She whipped out her cell phone and dialed.

ring….ring…ring.. “Hello?”
“Mr. Shaffer, it Me.”
“How is she? Can she come home?”
“She seems to be fully recovered even as far as believing she was in a coma. The last five years have been difficult in maintaining her suspension… but you understand we will never be able to release her.”
“I have made a large contribution to your facility, you will release-“
“I’m sorry Mr. Shaffer. You knew the risks of sending her here. You’re as aware of the circumstances as any of us are, the percentile that are exposed are never allowed to leave.”
“You said she was recovered, that means the memory treatment’s worked! You will release her.”
“No. You know these experiments aren’t perfect, what would happen if she were to remember what happened to her during her stay? It can’t be risked. If you miss her that much we can send you a clone. Nothing more, nothing less…and if you even think about breathing a word, you know what we’re capable of.” With that she slammed her flip-phone shut, thus ending the conversation. After a moment of recollection she dialed another number.

ring…ring…ring… She heard him answer, but he didn’t say a word.
“Headmaster?”
“Yes.”
“Tanaka seems fully recovered, I would like to release her back into the student body with strict observation of course.”
“I trust your judgment.”
“Sir…I don’t trust her Father.”
“Mr. Shaffer is a generous-“
“No, sir.” She bit her lip realizing the implications of interrupting the vicious headmaster.
“He needs to be terminated. He wants his daughter back and is now realizing he wont get her back.”
“I’ll see you in my office, twenty minutes…don’t be late.” click

“…Shit.”




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*Le Gasp* D= OMG IT WORKED YAYYYYYYYYY HORRAY FOR TAKE 5 WOOO

*prances around all giddy like*

Welcome. You put forth some real effort with that story of yours.

(And here it is! XD)

With a leg draped over his red velvet chair, Prof. Montclair idly flipped through another folder he had 'procured' from the administration offices.

Gold eyes moved impossibly fast, scanning whole paragraphs with blinks, the pages almost flying, making a sound like hastily roused pigeons in some far-of town square.

Throwing the folder down, he stopped to think. The Kali lamp on his desk was steadily puffing out sweet opiate smoke, filling his nostrils with pleasant aromas and his head with wildly variating musings.

Dropping his feet to the floor, Montclair pulled a scrap of tattered parchment and began to write the beginnings of his thesis, 'How Long It Takes For An Arrogant Intellectual to Break: A Study of Shokoshu High's Prodigies and Their Various Flaws'.

(A superbly fleshed-out character and a distinct style of Roleplay. Very good.)

Well, now. That's one of the most impressive openings I've seen. ^_^

I'd love to play with you, and in fact would look forward to it greatly if you wished to. If you want to play with me as well, feel free to send me a pm... and even so, bravo on the detailed and entertaining opening!

Saaaay...Don't I know you from someplace?

I seem to recall those particular tentacools ;]

WOW.

-pant- -pant-...took me forever to come here...

However, a welcome is in order, another one, at least...have to say, you do have a nice writing style, however...long...-gleep-

*Claps slowly and licks his lips*


I'll definitely be keeping my eye on you...Shai...