A World Without Sun discussion

One bed. Where men come to breed with you.

((Lovely. She'll like that a lot. (By the way, Cass hates it in the facility. Just a pre-warning.) ^^))

The book lay I open in front of her. Slowly, Cassandra picked up the slim volume and looked at the pristine new cover. "Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury," she murmured to herself. With an inquisitive look, she opened it up. The page before part one read: "if they give you line paper, write the other way," which was something that brought a rare smile to Cassandra's lips. But it soon fell, as she realized it was a freedom to do so which she would never have.

Carefully, she flipped to the first chapter. "It was a pleasure to burn." She read the first sentence out loud before delving into the strange and fast-moving world of fireman Guy Montag.

((I want to read that book so badly!!! I can't find it anywhere!))

Philip walked up to the door, he came here alot, not for the girls but for what they did together. He had one little boy from this place, and he was about two, but Philip still came here.
He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, he stood there in his jeans and a shirt advertising a band he didn't even like anymore.

(( It's amazing. READ IT. When you find a copy.))

Cassandra looked up, startled. The guards usually didn't knock until three hours from now- Oh. No. Could it be... A stranger? A man come to see her? Swallowing hard, Cass stood up and slowly, very cautiously, turned to doorknob. She opened it- and bit back a cry of fear, surprise and anger.

"H-hello. Are you sure you have the right room?" She asked him. It couldn't be possible. Her large deep azure eyes roamed over him, her white-blonde curls drifting around her shoulders like wisps of smoke as a current passed through the open window.

Philip looked St the girl that opened the door, he watched her hair and her eyes, she was beautiful. He lost his words for a minute then finely found them again. He ran his fingers through his brown hair, and looked at her with his big electric blue eyes.
"Yeah, we'll, I'm Philip" he held a hand out to her and smiled lightly. He couldn't wait to loss her, her lips looked so soft.

((yes! It's on my very long reading list))

She looked down at the ground before setting the book down on the only small desk in the room. Shame. The first sentence in itself was a cliffhanger. "Oh- um, ahem-" she cleared her throat uncomfortably and shook his hand. "C-Cassandra..." She said. So her assumptions were right. She should have known that literature didn't take one forever into a different world.

((My reading list is a ridiculous length of 830 books.))

He smiled and shook her hand "it's very nice to meet you" he nodded and stepped into her room "how old are you?"

She let go of his hand and stepped away as he shut the door behind himself. "Yes… nice to meet you too…" She replied carefully. She replied to his question simply enough. "Fifteen. And a half."

He nodded "I'm sixteen" he smiled lightly "have you ever done this before?"

She attempted a faltering smile at him. "N-no..." She replied, biting her lip. Cassandra looked him over, and remembered what she was here for. To steady the population of the damned place they called 'the world'.

Philip nodded and looked at her "it's pretty easy, on your part at least" he blushed lightly and looked down "do you want me to teach you?"

"Look," she told him, "I always knew this day would come... But you men are always off fine. And us? Nobody cares about us." Her voice was lowered to a whisper. She looked up at him. "I must abide by the laws of these buildings, so yes," she mumbled.

He looked at her surprised "severally don't have to, I was just offering" he nodded and looked down then back up at her.

"Actually, my guard so kindly informed me that I had to." She tried to search his mind for anything that would explain anything... But she found nothing. "Therefore, I graciously accept your offer," she said, and did him reverance, lifting the side of the skirt of her white dress slightly as she curtsied gracefully, then stood up and looked at him.

He watched her "so you want to or you are making yourself do this?" He was confused, by he was also distracted by how pretty she was. He really wanted to do it with her.

She shrugged. "One must never be too hasty to come to conclusions. I will tell you at the end, Phillip." She replied softly. The hard edge in her voice, however, did not leave her completely. Besides, she knew she couldn't turn him down... Or she'd be most likely killed.

He nodded and walked over to her "have you ever kissed anyone?" He took her hands and wrapped hem around his neck.

"No, I haven't," she replied, and let him move her hands so her arms were draped around his neck. She looked into his eyes and tried to read him... But she couldn't.

He nodded and placed his hands on her waist "well, It's really easy, just follow my lead, okay?" He was a little nervous as he looked into her eyes. He kept his eyes on hers as he waited for a answer.

"Okay." She replied, and felt her flawless cheeks pink slightly as their eyes met. She couldn't deny the fact that he was nice and really quite attractive.

He nodded and blushed lightly as he leaned in a kissed her lips softly. He moved her closer by the waist, he was a little nervous, he didn't like being someones first time.

She kissed him back even more softly, and was surprised as he pulled her closer... But Cassandra didn't resist. Maybe it was because she trusted him. Strange it was, but she trusted him.

He smiled lightly as he kissed her and pulled her over to her bed. He sat down and pulled her slowly into his lap as he kissed her.

She just followed his lead, as he'd told her. She kissed him as he led her, and sat down gently onto his lap as he pulled her down by her waist.

He moved his hands to the small of her backs and pulled her closer as he kissed her. He moved her over and laid her on the bed.

She opened her eyes in mild surprise when she was underneath him, but then continued the kiss.

He pulled out of the kiss and looked at her, "are you sure you want to keep going?" He looked St her.

She looked back at him, and a certain hardness crossed her face. "I have to." She whispered to him flatly. "Don't ask me again, I beg of you." She said.

He nodded and then jaded her again and took off her clothes.

((skip?))

((Yep.))

Cassandra lay asleep in the bed, her skin bare and unclothed under the covers. She felt bad and good at the same time.

He laid next to her and looked St her "you didn't have to do that with me, you know that right?" He didn't know what to think.

"Yes I did," she replied, not facing him. "Do you live in the facility?" She asked. "I don't think you do."

"I don't?" He looked St her and sighed "I'm really really sorryl

"Don't be sorry. None of it's your fault." She sighed heavily. "Now, I either live with a child or die."

He looked at her "you know they take the babies away from you?"

"Well, good gracious. I'm terrible with children. And yet..." She sighed, then turned around to face him. "I don't want to be a mother to any poor child," she sighed.

He looked Dr her "I have a kid, a little not, he's almost two" he nodded and smiled lightly "his mom is in the facility"

"I see," she said. "Who's his mother? I might know her," Cassandra asked.

"her name is Barbra" he nodded "I don't know, she hated me, my brothers made me, and yeah"

"Oh. I'm sorry to hear it…" Cass replied. "I don't know Barbra." She said. In fact, I hardly know anyone, but that's beside the point.

He looked at her and smiled lightly "hi"

He looked at her and smiled lightly "well, I'm sorry you thought we had to do this."

She didn't smile back. "Don't be sorry. It won't change anything."

He looked St her "I'm still sorry"

She sighed and gave up on telling him not to be. "Do you know what would happen to me if I didn't get pregnant?"

"they take the baby away" he nodded and sighed.

"No, I meant if I don't have a baby." She said. "What happens?"

He shrugged "then your not pregnant, a new guy comes"

"But what if I can't get pregnant?" She asked him.