Limitations of the Craft, 2005

Remar, summer, 2005

mini-update

She wasn't clear anymore on how she found out about the party. Maybe it was whispered during class, or an email, or maybe she just happened upon the party and just happened to have her swimsuit. Either way, Susie knew the moment she laid eyes on him that he would be her undoing. Her training with the Way of the Happy Medium and perhaps her own unique hertiage had skilled her to recognize such things.

"Come, talk with me," he demanded swimming far too close to her.

Susie nodded mutely, the way his eyes held hers she knew that he felt it too. Those butterflies in her stomach, that jolt of chemistry as their skin touched underwater, the rising temperature in the pool.

His name was Anthony. He had graduated about four simyears ago and was still working at the local aquarium cleaning the dolphin tank.

He wanted to be a marine biologist one day, that was his dream since he was a child. If he hadn't entered into the scientific field, he would have been a musician or a member of the SCIA. Susie thought that he could have been a model if he wanted. She was distracted by his chest and the way his chest hair trailed beneath his shorts. The path to happiness. The thought popped in her head and she blushed as she chased the racy thoughts from her head.

"Do you believe in visions?" Anthony asked during a lull in their conversation.

Susie didn't have a choice but to believe in visions. Visions are what caused her conception, visions are what keeps her connected to her siblings in Simmerville.

Susie nodded, "How could one not?"

Anthony smiled. "Most sims think I'm crazy, but I see visions sometimes. I think there's more out there then science can prove."

Susie laughed. "But you're such a scientific guy."

"Yes, but even I know the limitations of my craft."

"Really?"

"Yes. I mean, science is great. It's given us so many things and innovations. It's opened our eyes to wonderful things, but somethings science is lacking in proof. However, that doesn't mean it's not true."

"Like what?"

"Vampires. Werewolves. Bigfoot. Aliens..." he said fixing a gaze upon her that caused her blood to rise.

"You believe in aliens?" Susie whispered.

"Of course. I think there are several species of aliens, not just the bug-eyed green ones, or the red eyed blue ones. Heck, I think we sims are aliens."

"Really?"

Anthony stood up and offered her his hand. "Come with me."

Susie followed him to a grassy portion of the yard that wasn't overflowing with sims. He laid down and opened his arms in invitation, inviting her to join him. She couldn't resist of course.

"So you think sims are aliens?" she whispered as his arm wrapped around her.

Anthony nodded. "Do you sometimes get the feeling that you're being watched, like a fish in a fishbowl?"

Susie nodded.

"I sometimes think that somewhere...somewhere out there, all our movements are being controlled by...by something bigger than us."

"All of our movements?"

"Well, not all of them. Sometimes...some sims are able to exert control and make their desires known, but I don't think we have ultimate free will."

"Interesting."

Anthony sat up suddenly. Susie watched as he extended his hand while smiling down at her. Just when she was getting comfortable with the sensation of his kinky chest hair bewteen her fingers and the dizzying distraction of his fingers upon her back.

"I would like to take you out."

"Umm,"

"On a date. Maybe to the new pier? We could skate and watch the boats come in."

Susie nodded. She didn't know how she had the strength to nod. Maybe it was the "being bigger than her" that forced her to say yes. However, there wasn't much forcing involved.

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BAM! Here's couple #4 from our magnetic couples post. We'll see where this goes. Anthony really would make a great model, it was like he was posing for most of the shots...or maybe he's just that intense when it comes to Susie.