The Dating Game - K Snyder

[koan]

He's mysterious, he's subtle and I bet he's got a really sexy deep voice. He's...

K Snyder

The passwords have been handed out and let me tell you my PM box was flooded when they found out who they are competing for.
The game begins with K's first question.



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[K.Snyder]

Question 1...

If I had given you the choice to choose one of two options would you rather a) Go on a horseback ride through the Appalachian mountains, upon which afterwards we would have dinner in a secluded lodge by a beautiful lake deep in the countryside, or b) An all exclusive cruise through the Caribbean islands where we would eventually go to parties on the beech only after we swam in the crystal clear blue water on white sandy beeches throughout one of the most beautiful, and sunniest of days, which would you choose, and why?

[contestant2]

Neither of those choices could possibly be a bad one if it meant time spent with you. The beach sounds lovely and the parties sound fun as ordinarily I like to mingle. However if I were on a date with you, I'd have no interest in being around others because all my attention would be given to you. As it should be. So I would happily hang out in the Appalachians with you. I love the mountains anyway, everything about them; how they're cozy and romantic and sometimes a little spooky as well. Not that I'd be afraid in the slightest as long as you were with me. I think we'd have a lot to talk about as we made our way. From what little I know about you, you seem like a down to earth person and I know I am, so I'm sure we'd feel comfortable with each other.
I think dinner at a cozy lodge would be perfect because food and passion are inevitably linked and you're a smart man...you'd be able to tell with one look into my eyes what I'd been thinking about all day. And with you, how could I not think about it? Not that I would come out and say it on the first date. But I'd make sure you knew, be it by an "accidental" brushing of my hand against your leg or the goosebumps I'd give you while brushing your hair back off your face. Or sitting so close to you that my breast grazing your arm just could not be helped. Whatever way I could translate to you by touch, or a look or a smile, the way that I felt, while still leaving opportunity for you to make the necessary move should you maybe feel the same.
It would be nice if, after dinner, we could take a walk outside in the near dark. I doubt you would mind too much if you felt my hand slip into yours as if it were just a natural thing. I'm sure whatever we were to talk about it would be something good...until I pretended to trip over a branch, pulling you down with me. There would be a soft crunch as we settled into fallen leaves. It wouldn't be so dark we couldn't see each other and whatever hints I was trying to give you back at the lodge seem like that of a schoolgirl compared to what now becomes a wanton request whispered softly into your ear...murmured by warm lips against the nakedness of your throat...like the shiver that takes over you as I trail my nails over your back. I catch your eyes and you see that I'm playing for real.

[contestant3]

K, I'd choose the Appalachian Mountains. We'd ride our mounts through the deep forests and dismount at the most beautiful of waterfalls. We'd watch the deer and beavers at the rivers edge and lie on the banks in the midday sun. After a picnic lunch we'd mount up again and head up the mountains to the cabin arriving in time to sit out on the porch to sip a wine and watch the sun go down between the mountain peaks. I would then cook you a steak dinner. After a long bath we'd sit in front of the open fire on the big bear rug in our bath robes. We'd drink expensive scotch and talk and watch each other in the limelight of the fires' glow. What happens next is up to you.

[contestant1]

Oh my Love, my Light only a true gentleman like yourself would give his girl such wonderful choices for a date. Any place with you would be a dream come true. But if I have to choose I would pick the Caribbean cruise, we would disappear on our dream boat and savor every moment together on the beautiful blue seas. Our days would be filled with sharing the precious moments that only true lovers could ever share. As each day draws to a close we would take a romantic walk along the beach watching the sun come down and then.............................................. ...
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You better make sure you ate and drank plenty you will need the energy!!

[K.Snyder]

Those all sound lovely...

[K.Snyder]

Question 2

I have been injured after dramatically saving you from being injured yourself...

How would you make sure that the rest of my day was as comfortable as you could possibly make it, and what sort of day would you have planned for us?

[contestant1]

The fact that you are injured would break my heart. I cannot believe that your love could be so passionate, risking your life to save mine. I am consumed with passion and grief, how can I make this up to you my love. I would wrap you in silk and feed you strawberries and cream all day long. Then climb into your bed and rub my poor baby’s injuries until you feel ‘strong’ enough to come back to me and continue where we left off. We will be more careful in future so as not to injure ourselves next time.

[contestant2]

Seeing you hurt would bring me to tears. I would do anything you asked of me. What we did the rest of that day would depend of course on how you felt, and how badly you were hurt. If there were something special you wanted I would see that I made it happen for you. I think the best place for you to be would be in my bed with pillows personally fluffed by me and the comforter tucked around you. I certainly wouldn't leave you alone as you might need me for something. I would slip into my satin nightgown and curl up beside you with my face against your chest. You would probably feel my tears on you because I would feel very badly that you were in pain on my behalf. I would ask you if you were as comfortable as possible and what I could do to make it better. I'd snuggle in closer and look into your eyes and thank you for protecting me. My kiss would be passionate but my touch would be as gentle as would be necessary. As I reached down to trace circles on your stomach, I would suggest that we just stay home and be together. After untold hours in bed, you might remember there's a race on which you've missed most of because you were busy being tended to by me so I would help you to the sofa, and find the remainder of the race ...or soccer game...or whatever looked good to you and then I would slip into the kitchen and see about our dinner. There's nothing defrosted and time is an issue so I make spaghetti for us and throw together a romaine and endive salad and carry our dinner to the sofa. I apologize that there is no garlic bread but it really doesn't matter. Out of the corner of my eye I can see your face in the light of the tv and how it reflects off your eyes and I say nothing, but I am awed by how handsome you are and how much of a gentleman you must be that you would put yourself in harm's way to keep me safe. I think I must truly matter to you for you to do that for me and I feel my heart twinge at the thought of you. I forget to be sneaky and you catch me staring at you and I reach up and caress your face and tell you how special you are. I am a little overwhelmed just by the nearness of you and without thinking I slide across your lap and wrap my arms around your neck. I feel your arm tighten around my waist while your other hand becomes tangled up in my hair and like a mantra playing in my head, I think God I want this man .... and then for a split second I fear I've said it out loud and I pull back from you but I see we're all right. I slide off your lap as gently as I can, not wanting to hurt you further, and I help you ease off the sofa, taking your hand and drawing you back to my bed where we proceed to make history.

[contestant3]

Well K, if you hadn't of tried to help me across the road in the first place neither of us would have been in peril. Put your scout badge away.

Sorry you got hit by the truck instead of me though. Yes I'd ring an Ambulance for you and come visit you in hospital. I'll bring you grapes and flowers, but because you are 'nil oral' I'll have to eat the grapes for you. what can I say ? all the excitement and blood made me hungry. And I know you have my best interests at heart.