2 Days Earlier.....

Taryn checked her watch again for the fourteenth time since she'd run out of things to busy herself with. Four o'clock on a Thursday, only two minutes later. For a moment she sat with her legs tucked under her on the window seat of the stairs and considered cleaning her studio. It would give her something to do and it needed to get down. For another moment she pictured herself on hands and knees scrubbing, "Everytime she'd find a minute, that's the time that they begin it, Cinderelly, Cinderelly." Though in this case she had too much time to do nothing, a quick glance at her watch declared it two minutes after for.

With a resignd sigh Taryn unfolded herself from the seat and stubborn decended the stairs like a child being punished for not doing her chores with more chores. She was a big little kid that couldn't have what she wanted. Music always wafted through the house and as she set about her task Bon Jovi bid her take his hand, he swore they'd make it living on a prayer. For three hours she tore into her inner sanctum, sweat beaded on her brow, she sang at the top of he lung and a time or two she wanted to cry from the job she loaded onto herself. Equipment had to be moved & her muscles were sore from the strain of it all, but it felt good to be busy. When the door bell chimed, however, she didn't think twice about procrastinating.

Filthy from her chore with paint for freckles to boot, Taryn yanked open the door without checking who waited on the other side. Her face was split in a wide smile as she took in the sight she'd waited all week for. She checked her watch, seven minutes after seven, "I thought you guys would never get here." Taryn stepped aside as Dean entered followed by Andra & Jacob. Satchles, bags & hampers were dumped next the stair case as Dean swooped her up & off her feet into a fierce hug. Standing just over six feet it was no hardship it pluck tiny Taryn at five foot three to pluck her from where she stood by the door.

"We thought we'd never get here." He gave her a proper squeeze before she setting her on her feet infront of Andra.
"Sweetie." Andra squeezed her tight around the waist squealing. Andra was an even five foot short with bright red hair and always seemed on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Taryn squeezed back with equal enthusiams before she was turned to Jacob.

This was the first time meeting the man but they'd spoken often with him and knew, like her, he was mentee to Dean and Sandra. Countless times she's met her mentors at art galleries, flown across country for showings and workshops and drove hours for holidays in the last five years but Jacob had always been absent. There was always something or another, showings of his own, or workshops in his town, or work & life in general. She's known him only three years but curiosity about the man behind the art.

He was as tall as Dean at six foot two but where her mentor was lean Jacob was muscled under his grey t-shirt and faded blue jeans. His hazel eyes, framed by loose dark hair, never wavered from hers, his nose was straight and his lips were drawn thin from clenching his jaw. He was, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful and handsome men she'd ever seen. He held he gaze still as he set down his luggage to free up his hands to greet her. Without hestitain Taryn stepped forward and up onto her bare toes to wrap her arms around his solid neck. Awkwardly he pat her back and mumbled something that sounded like hello into her hair.

Taryn pulled back from the embrace of sorts, leaving her right hand on his shoulder, "Wanna eat first or shower?"

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Taryn: Olive toned skin, grey eyes, short brown/light brown wavy hair, 5'3", 136lbs, medium build, 23 years old, body artist & photographer (nude, etc), Drives white Chevy Suburban & black Acura SRX

Jacob: Caucasian, hazel eyes, dark/black hair, 6'2", 165lbs, medium, athletic build, 26 yrs old, photographer (nude, etc), drives white Dodge Charger

Dean: Caucasion, brown eyes, dirty blond hair, 36 yrs old, 6'2", 158lbs, small build, nude photographer

Andra: Caucasian, green eyes, red hair, 36 yrs old, 5', 112lbs, medium build, nude photographer

Jacob, Dean & Sandra drive down from Jacob's home (maybe 2hrs away?), arrive at Taryn's Thursday evening.

Dean & Andra are married to other people but are polyamorous. They are in an intimate loving relationship with spouse & gf/bf

Taryn owns her own home, 2 level on a hill, very open with light colors (whites etc), art studio is downstairs to left, very large w/high end equipment.

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****So Far*****

- Dean, Andra & Jacob have arrived at Taryn's home. Jacob, however, is acting strangely and appears overwhelmed when he meets Taryn.

- Jacob's bad behavior continues throughout dinner until Andra silently confronts him.

- After frightening Taryn half to death he apologizes and make amends. His apology doesn't sound like the typical I'm sorry though.

- Jacob is seems to have come to a decision but what of Taryn? Everyone is more than happy to see him out of his sour mood as they leave for the All Day Artist's Workshop

- Jacob is on the verge of violence and has to leave to get some fresh air. Concerned, Taryn goes to check on him but will he 'man up?' Has he finally 'evolved?'

- A brief but intoxicating kiss sends Jacob into a tail spin, unfortunately Wendy appears and makes off with Taryn before the encounter could answer Jacob's questions. It seems it was enough, however, for him to have a change of heart.

- Andra appears yet again to offer her words of wisdom, what Jacob will do with it is anyone's guess.

- Jacob spends some quality time with is dirty mind only to have Taryn stumble onto him.

updated Jan 29 '10 by Grim.R