03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Jack wasn't exactly the most charitable guy but he tried to at least keep up appearances for the sake of the Hollifields. He had someone got roped into assisting in running this years 'Clean up the Park!' day. There was a large mix of people who showed up. People who lived nearby who loved the park, older folks who were always ready to help, tons of church goers, and a mix of high school and college students who were trying to boost their transcripts into looking better. It was the latter reason that Jack had been convinced to help out because charity did look good on paper and he wanted his students to looks as good as possible.
There was a table with water, gloves, trash bags, and garbage pokers ready for all of the volunteers and before all the cleaning got started, Jack was helping to hand out the supplies. It was the perfect time of year to do this, as it usually happened twice a year. Once before the snow and once when the snow as finished for the season.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Sept 26, 2023 3:14:08 GMT
After her last meeting regarding her transcripts, Callie had been actively looking for more ways to boost her civic appeal on college applications. So naturally, when the town advertised the event for cleaning up the park, her mother was thrilled to encourage her to participate in the event. And it wasn’t a far stretch to find Callie actually wanted to participate in this event, especially since it was a good way for her to get familiar with even more people who might take an interest in her community garden project! She even made the effort to end her partying the night before early so she wouldn’t be dragging ass at this event. In fact, she woke up early, went for a run, showered, and was finishing up her favorite herbal tea blend when her mom sent her a reminder text. Callie wasn’t one to lose an opportunity to look good, even if she was only going to be picking up trash. After ten minutes in her closet, she stepped out in pair of skin-tight, black biker shorts, and a V cut sports bra. Naturally her father would have a field day with this outfit, so she added an oversized denim button-up that she tied in the front, a pair of sunglasses and her favorite pair of worn white converse.
Callie slid her phone in a hidden pocket on the side of her biker shorts, grabbed the keys to her beat up old truck and headed to the event. She was surprised no one else in her family joined her, but also relieved. Because that meant she could relax a little and not feel so ‘on’ at all times. Instead, she could simply participate and just help the community. Callie drove the familiar roads to the park and grabbed a hair tie from her wiper switch in the car as she parked. She was instructed to make her way to the table and retrieve anything she’d need to help. Callie smiled and gave a gentle toss of her freshly washed hair before she flipped it forward and began twisting it up into a high pony, then braided it so it’d stay out of her way. It wasn’t until she finished and looked up did she notice the very attractive and familiar man at the table assisting with the dispensing of the items, it was none-other than Principle Jack Hollifield . She momentarily paused, a slight blush creeping into her cheeks as she recalled their last encounter. She put on her smile, suddenly very pleased in choosing to participate in this project.
“Well, hello Principal Hollifield.” Callie said almost ‘too’ casually, though it could be chalked up to her merely being a student. “Fancy running into you here.”
Post by Jack Hollifield on Sept 26, 2023 16:32:11 GMT
Jack was dressed so that he was ready to be out working in the sun, knowing it was still early enough in the season that it would warm up as they worked. He wore a simple outfit, red running shorts and a white tank that while it wasn't tight it definitely hugged a bit against his chest and left his arms bare. He was focused on his task so he didn't see Callie until she was standing right in front of him.
She looked...so hot. How annoying. Everything from her outfit to the bouncy pony tail in her hair was perfection. Had she known he'd be here when she decided to come or was this pure chance? It wasn't the time to ask. There was still a line behind her after all. "Calliope. Glad you make it to help out," he said, offering her all the things she'd need. Not everyone chose a garbage poker but it was always an option, everything else was pretty standard. "We'll be officially getting started in just a few minutes," he told her and then intentionally looked to the person behind her to keep the line moving.
Though as she passed by him he did turn his head slightly to watch her walk away. That cute little butt though...
Sure enough, about 5 minutes later everything was ready to go and the person heading it up used a megaphone to call out to the crowd. "Hey everyone! We wanted to thank everyone for coming out, it's such a great turn out this year!" she said enthusiastically. The crowd clapped and a few people even whooped excitedly. "With this many people it really shouldn't take too long even with a park as large as Lakewood. So let's spread out and get this done! There will be waters up here for anyone who needs more and trashcans have been placed throughout the park so you can toss any bags that get full. Let's do this!" There was more clapping and cheering before people started to fan out throughout the park.
Jack, determined not to make any choices based on Callie, as much as he might want to, made a point not to try to spot her before he chose a direction towards the nature trails, picking up any trash he saw along the way.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Sept 26, 2023 17:30:35 GMT
“Thank-you.” Callie said with a smile and accepted the gloves and trash bag, but passed on the poker. She had spent many times cleaning up around the orchards and her father never wanted them to use pokers, he said it was ‘cultivating a lazy nature’, she thought that was a bit excessive, but was so accustomed to it now that using a poker would feel odd. She gave him a playful wink as she moved along to allow the line to progress. She couldn’t tell if her presence was more enjoyed, or annoying to him. But it was simply an accident, She didn’t make a point of stalking or harassing the man she was trying her best to seduce and break. Apparently she was just very lucky when it came to running into him, and fortunately she looked stunning today. No dress code to keep her from showing off more skin. Callie put her gloves on and opened up the trash bag, waving to a few familiar faces as she waited for things to fully start. Most of the people either knew her from school, founding family events or the orchards. And thankfully the ones who knew her from parties didn’t really say much, apparently hung over and dragged out to the event by family members. She shook her head and made small talk with a few ladies asking about her other project plans, all the while thinking about how good Principal Hollifield looked in his red shorts and white tank top. The sight of his arms made her knees weak.
It wasn’t long at all before the person in charge gave the opening ‘speech’ and directions, so Callie set off. She tried her best not to be too aware of where Principal Hollifield was and what direction he went off in, not wanting to bother him after all. She popped in some AirPods and set off to picking up trash, trying to give enough space to those around her as to not run into anyone, and eventually found herself picking up trash in some of the brush near the nature trails. ‘Unholy’ covered by Kayla King blared in her ears as she set about bending and squatting as she saw fit to pick up trash and help tidy the park. Thankfully, it was a decent sized park, so there weren’t many people aiming to pick up in the same area as someone else. But she’d also be lying if she said she didn’t happen to notice those red shorts and white shirt, try as she might to stay on task, she was a little distracted. And her music selection did little to help.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Sept 29, 2023 15:05:45 GMT
Jack worked on his own along the trails for a bit. He was regretting now that he hadn't brought his ear buds though he'd left them at home on purpose so that he could be aware and available should anyone need him. Yet as he found himself alone with his thoughts he wished he had a distraction. All he could think about was Callie and the way she looked in her hot little outfit and how much he wanted to see what her curves felt like under his hands. He was arguing with himself in his head. Yes, she was still in high school but she was also eighteen, almost nineteen even. She was a member of a founding family and if they were caught- but they could be careful and she was clearly trying to be discreet about it. He had his rule and he had never faltered on it yet but what was a few months anyway? She would be graduating soon.
He was so lost in his thoughts that he almost didn't notice when she happened to move into the area he'd been working in. She wasn't trying to approach him though there was no one around to see and it was her lack of obvious pursuit that drew him in in that moment. She had said she wouldn't quit but she wasn't being overly aggressive either and that whole 'playing hard to get' thing, whether intentional or not, only made him want to move closer to her. He tried to stay on task, he really did, but they were both aware of each other and his eyes were glued on her every time she bent over to pick something up in those tight little shorts.
He was fantasizing about pulling her into the trees off the path, pressing her up against a trunk of a tree, and making her moan. Finally he decided this game was silly and they may as well at least work closely enough to have a conversation. He didn't try to play coy but slowly moving his work closer to her. Instead he looked right at her and approached her directly. His gaze was heated, even a bit stern, as he walked towards her but by the time he reached her he offered her a warm smile.
"It seems silly to keep pretending we aren't both aware of each other," he told her before he quite blatantly looked her up and down. "You are looking quite- alluring today, Calliope. I'm sure it's nice to be out of the school and able to wear whatever you wish. Especially before the weather really starts to turn." What a shame it was going to be when early fall turned chilly enough that all the long pants and thick sweaters came out and started to cover up all the pretty girls.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Sept 29, 2023 17:52:01 GMT
Regardless of the volume she set her music to, or how often she tried to skip past a more explicit or exciting song, Callie couldn’t distract herself from her mind wandering to her Principal. She was certainly very appreciative of every bit of his arms being visible, she had a weird attraction to arms and watching the ways the muscles tensed and moved as things were being handled. Nothing more sexy than watching a man work with his hands. Well, almost nothing. Whether it was just due to hyper vigilance of being aware of her surroundings, or just being aware of his specific proximity to the area she was working in; Callie had noticed Principal Hollifield making his way to her. She couldn’t quite get a read on his expression, but she pulled her headphones out and put them away. She picked up another bit of trash in-front of her as he approached, very aware of how her breast bounced a little as she stood back up.
Glancing up at his face as he approached, she noticed his smile and returned one of her own. She quirked a brow as he spoke and couldn’t help but chuckle at his first point. It was true, and honestly it would likely be more obvious if they were intentionally avoiding one another than if they simply engaged in conversation while working. Everyone else was, so it was innocent enough; right? When he checked her out she couldn’t help but bite her bottom lip at the heat that passed through her chest. She absolutely loved the way he looked at her. Not to mention how he seemed insistent on using her full first name. He was definitely different from her usual type, and in all the best ways. “You’re right, and thank-you, Sir.” She practically purred her appreciation of his compliment, sliding her sunglasses up on her head and taking the moment to fully check him out much more intentionally.
Slowly up from his nicely toned legs, the red running shorts and white tank that let her enjoy the view of his arms, she let her gaze turn back up to meet his and was suddenly very aware of how he was several inches taller than her. Just another thing to appreciate, as she was considered to be a decently ‘tall’ female herself, it was nice when a man had a good several inches on her. She could almost imagine how easy it would be for him to lift her up and press her against a wall, or tree- Callie actually felt her cheeks flush a little as her mind got a little carried away. But she gave a flirty smile instead. “You look like you’re ready for a good workout.” She gave a playful wink and then a soft sigh as she looked around. Soon enough the leaves would turn fully and fall with the cooler weather. Which meant she had to get creative with her wardrobe. “Well, that just means I’ll have to be extra creative with teasing you all winter…” She trailed off as she bit her bottom lip, then stepped off to the side slightly to pick up a few pieces of trash. Taking extra time to ensure he got a good view of her ass in the tight biker shorts.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Oct 3, 2023 15:10:06 GMT
Jack worked hard to keep his body looking like this and when she started to clearly check him out he did a quick scan of the area to ensure that was no one was close enough to spot them. Luckily, the tree coverage in this area meant that someone would have to be nearly right on top of them before they were spotted. There was part of him that wished he'd chosen a spot more exposed but a much greater part of him was glad for the coverage. Being outside seemed to bring him far more...rebellious confidence than being inside the book store and certainly inside the school had brought him.
"I like to be prepared," he said when she commented on his outfit. "You never know when you'll want to get the blood pumping." There were many different kinds of 'workouts' that sounded quite excellent to him right now. "Somehow I am not doubting your creativity, Miss Bartlett," he replied as they spoke of winter attire. When she moved to pick up more trash he didn't even try to hide that he was watching. He even shifted his weight to one hip and cocked his head slightly to the side as he admired how great her ass looked in those shorts. What he wouldn't give to get his hands on her.
After a moment he moved closer to her and began to pick up trash in the same area that she was. A breeze moved through the trees and brought with it the scent of her shampoo to his nostrils. Distracted, he went to grab an old chip bag when their gloved hands bumped against each other, each having gone for the same thing. Jack didn't move away immediately. He wanted to feel her soft skin but the gloves prevented that. Probably a good thing. He thought of half a dozen things he wanted to do but he didn't. Instead he stood up from his crouched position, leaving the trash behind, and looked down at her as he towered over her in this position.
He wasn't sure what came over him when he said in a near growling, commanding voice. "Pick it up, Calliope."
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Oct 3, 2023 22:15:01 GMT
Callie couldn’t help but look at his toned muscles with admiration, that look didn’t just ‘come naturally’, it took work and discipline. Both things Jack Hollifield seemed to excel in, though she couldn’t help but wonder what he looked like without the shirt on. She’d felt his chest in the greenhouse, and he most certainly felt like he was nicely toned. Imagining him without a shirt would definitely be another fun train of thought to follow. She’d see for herself one day, hopefully sooner rather than later.
She smiled at his statement, her mind naturally falling to some very naughty ways they could get a good workout in. Her mind snapped to attention when he spoke again, calling her ‘Miss Bartlett’. Why did that immediately excite her? Was it simply because of who he was? Callie couldn’t quite decide, but she definitely enjoyed it. “Oh, I couldn’t agree more, and it’s best to be prepared for those situations.” If her eyes didn’t scream her intentions as she glanced back at him while picking up trash, her tone definitely did. She could feel his gaze taking in the sight of her as she moved to pick up trash.
As much as she’d have liked to simply spend her time flirting and talking, or even doing other things involving Principal Hollifield, she didn’t want to draw unnecessary attention to them, as it was a city hosted event for cleaning the park. So they set about to picking up trash, until this time they touched hands going for the same piece of trash. Callie waited to see what he did, trying not to notice how her heart started racing.
When he stood up she was almost disappointed , but then looked up at him from her squatting position and couldn’t hide the heat that caused her cheeks to flush as he spoke in such a commanding tone. She felt herself growing damp, and not from sweat. Callie loved the way he said her name. Without even fully realizing it, Callie obeyed and picked up the piece of trash, putting it in her trash bag and looking back up to him with a playful smile. “Yes Sir.” She couldn’t help but wonder if he enjoyed looking down on her like this… she could think of a more entertaining and fun reason for him to be looking down at her, though in the other scenario she’d prefer to be on her knees pulling those red shorts off him. Her gaze drifted to his groin, she bit her lip and looked back up as him as she slowly stood back up.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Oct 6, 2023 16:20:53 GMT
Standing over her like this and watching as she obeyed him right away made him definitely feel excited. He wasn’t always dominating but he was really feeling it in this moment, specifically with her. “Good girl,” he purred, praising her.
He saw where her eyes had drifted and for a moment he imagined how good it would feel to pull his now stiffening member from his shorts and to feel her lips around him.
As she stood he moved towards her, his demeanor forcing her to step back. One step was all it took and her back would meet with the trunk of a tree. His hand moved to rest against the tree right behind her head. ”Why are you so tempting?” he growled in her ear.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Oct 6, 2023 17:13:04 GMT
Callie’s heart beat rapidly in her chest with desire and excitement as he stepped closer, she took a step back and felt herself against the trunk of a tree. The steady rise and fall of her chest didn’t reveal the rapid pace at which her heart was pounding. There was something beyond thrilling about being pinned between Principal Hollifield and a tree. His hand found it’s way to a spot on the tree behind her head and she met his gaze as he spoke. She bit her bottom lip as a flash of heat passed through her chest. She found his dominant presence very arousing.
The bag in her hand dropped to the ground and Callie found herself pulling off the gloves covering her hands. She looked around to ensure no one could see them, then gently, but firmly, let her hands travel up his torso. She wanted him so bad. “I suppose it’s just my natural charm and charisma…” Callie trailed off as she enjoyed their proximity, then leaned forward a little more to whisper in his ear. “The real question is, why are you fighting this?” her breath was warm against his ear and she even let her cheek graze his as she leaned her head back against his hand on the tree.
Callie’s hands gently trailing the hem of his shirt before she got a little ballsy and slipped them under his shirt to let her fingers enjoy the warmth of his skin and feeling of his toned muscles. Touching him felt sooo damn good, she could only imagine how much better it would feel to have him feeling her up. She looked up at him with a playful wink, wanting so much more, but willing to pace herself and be patient too. “You’re driving me crazy, Sir.” She practically purred, her nipples hardening to obvious points with her excitement.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Oct 18, 2023 14:25:15 GMT
He shouldn't let her touch him. He knew that. He too glanced around them briefly to ensure there was no one nearby but he knew it wouldn't take much for someone to suddenly round the corner with little more than hearing only a few steps before it happened. It wouldn't be much of a warning and if he was distracted...this was risky. Too risky.
But he didn't stop her. He also didn't move to touch her in return, as much as he wanted to. His eyes closed as he allowed himself to savor her touch, his brows pinching together and his lips parting slightly as her fingers moved under his shirt to touch his skin. Her hand was warm and inviting. He had every reason to be 'fighting this' as she had asked. He wouldn't expect a 19 year old girl to understand all those reasons nor would he attempt to voice them. It wouldn't help the situation one way or the other.
His eyes opened again as she looked up at him with that cute little playful expression and his gaze raked down her body once more. He imagined pinning her up against the tree with his body, feeling the way the melded together, his hand taking hold of her jaw as he kissed her.
But he didn't. He couldn't. He forced himself to step away though his erection in these shorts wasn't easy to hide. How many more months until she graduated? Too many. Even one would feel like too many at this point. Without another word he turned away from her, willing himself to focus on the task as he grabbed his bag and prepared to return to the task at hand.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Oct 18, 2023 16:41:38 GMT
Callie enjoyed the feel of his skin against her soft fingers for as long as he allowed her to. She didn’t expect him to just cave or give-in simply because she was persistent, in fact; she rather enjoyed his resolve to withstand against her advances. Especially because he wasn’t turning her down or saying ‘no’, everything he did seemed to simply be a ‘not right now’ response. She could live with that. Especially when she got such a thrill from teasing him and seeing just how much what she did affected him.
She was almost disappointed when he pulled away and went back to picking up trash, but she could also see just how much her touching him had affected him, as his shorts did little to disguise the erection she caused. This caused her to smirk as she grabbed an extra glove from her pocket and picked her bag back up and once against returned to cleaning the park, a rather pleased look upon her face as she bent to pick up another piece of trash.
“What made you decide to participate in cleaning the park?” Callie asked as she continued pausing to pick up pieces of trash, though her eyes occasionally glancing back to him as she awaited his response.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Nov 3, 2023 15:41:04 GMT
The rest of the afternoon was frustrating for Jack. He tried to stay focused on the task at hand but told Callie that given his position in the community he had been volunteering to help run the clean up for the last few years. He wasn't in charge of it entirely but he always helped prepare and organize it as well as encouraging his students in both the high school and college to participate.
Soon enough they moved out of the cover of the trees and that was both a relief and a disappointment. He could focus more on the task on hand. About two hours later they were finished, having enough people to get the job done fairly quickly. Overall a successful clean up day.