AN AMAZING TRIP THROUGH TIME

There were lots of giggles and laughter coming from Sarah Jo's bedroom overlooking the herb garden as some of the female Simscitizens helped her to get ready for her date on the holodeck with Doc Adams. Since she had been told it was to be fancy dress her friends had decided to go all out. Ev was putting the finishing touches on Sarah Jo's makeup job while Toni worked on getting her thick strawberry blonde hair under a semblance of control. Jathelle, Kat and several other ladies were watching and offering constructive criticism or just plain good natured teasing. All the men folk had been banished to the living room at the very beginning of the venture and were eagerly wait to see the results of all the primping that was going on behind the closed doors.

When the door bell rang Gus jumped up and opened the door, revealing Doc all snazzed up in old fashioned men's opulence. Suppressing a laugh he invited him into the living room to wait for his date to appear. When he saw Doc enter the room, Rayden sent a silent message to Ev that Sarah Jo's beau had arrived.

Drinks were poured and the men talked quietly amongst themselves until the giggling group of ladies invaded the room and found various seats or laps to sit on. Ev faked a drum roll, and the room grew silent as Sarah Jo walked in, looking a little bit self conscious. A soft ahh from several of the men escaped their lips as their jaws dropped in surprise while they all looked her over. Sarah Jo was wearing an empire waist dress in a shimmering deep teal blue that was perfect for her coloring. The dress was reminiscent of the early century formal dress wear and had a square, low cut bodice that pushed up her breasts into soft, inviting mounds. The puffy short sleeves were edged with lace and ribbons that draped down over long white gloves. The bodice glistened with an intricate pattern of beadwork, and the soft full material of the skirt fell gracefully over her full hips down to her ankles revealing a pair of satin dancing slippers. Around her throat was a choker made of a black velvet ribbon with a delicately carved cameo pinned onto it. Her long hair was done up in an elegant bun, with soft wisps of hair framing her face. The make up that Ev had applied made her look more like a refined lady than her usual tomboyish appearance. In short, she was beautiful and as the men admired her openly, she began to feel like she truly was for the first time.

Doc smiled proudly. "You do polish up well, Miss Sarah Jo," he said softly. Then he put out his hand to take hers. Doc was wearing formal wear for his time: what was lately called a *morning jacket*. Black beaver hat, black coat, gray slacks. His tie was black, gray and white striped, and a gleaming silver tie pin was stuck into it. A diamond glittered in the center of the pin. He wore white gloves, black shoes, and spats.

Sarah Jo blushed prettily and grinned at him "You not half bad yerself. Woweee, look at you! Aren't you the fancy one!

Doc tactfully ignored the *wowee* and graciously offered him her arm. "Shall we, Mam'selle?" Trying her best to look ladylike and dignified, Sarah Jo slipped her gloved hand into the crook of him arm. They left the room accompanied by a chorus of giggles from all their friends.

Outside there was a horse-drawn carriage. Doc helped the wide-eyed Sarah Jo up. To her look he smiled, "So I started early. I assure you, this will be the *only* time I shall do that." He smiled knowingly.

Sarah Jo giggled behind her hand, her eyes twinkling with merriment. "I used to be a pretty good rider. But I haven't been around horses much since I was 17." She snuggled next to Ben. "Been in lots of wagons but never a fancy carriage like this though," she said, looking up at him, wondering if he was going to kiss her now or wait until later. He smiled seductively at her, then snapped the reins. Brando, Lady's Appaloosa, tossed her head and clopped down the street toward the mall. Nothing was far from anything in SC, and they were there in no time.

Problem was getting through the mall to the holodeck. Doc smiled as he led her through the place, but they did arouse some curiosity as they went. "We might've dressed *in* the holodeck, but the ladies wanted to fuss with you," he told her.

"That's fur sure, Ben. Right now I'm kinda feeling like one of them fancy dressed up china dolls. It's a little bit of a weird feeling, but a nice one just the same." As they walked she kept her attention on him, that way not inviting any conversation with anyone who would have loved to find out what they were up to. Of course, it wasn't far to the holodeck, either, and those who were really watching chuckled when they saw the couple go inside. Doc cleared his throat, looked like he was concentrating, and said, "Program Villa1, if you please."

The door opened and they were in front of Byrons' villa in Geneva. Smiling, he took her arm again and brought her to the door. A servant took his hat at the door, and they were led into a long dining room. The table was huge. "I don't think I want to sit at either end," asked Doc. "Do you want to be so far apart?"

Sarah Jo looked at the huge table and giggled. "No sense in that at all, is there?" She was turning around, taking in all the sights of the grand dining room. "Land o' Mercy, I've never seen anything this fancy in all my born days! Would you look at the chandelier, it's huge!"

Doc chuckled. Choosing a seat under the chandelier, in the center of the table, he pulled out the chair so she could sit. Then he kissed her hand delicately before taking his own seat. As soon as he was settled, another servant came in and began serving the soup. There were so many knives, forks and spoons that Sara Jo was confused. Doc discretely (although no one was looking) tapped the spoon she should use.

She smiled her thanks then looked at the gloves on her hands, "Am I supposed to keep this silly things on while I eat?"

"Yes, my dove, you are." He smiled, digging in. Sarah Jo looked at him like he was crazy. But she copied what he did. If she was just one step behind him, she didn't look like a fool. She'd just do what he did. There was more food than she had ever seen before, and only for the two of them! After the soup there was an appetizer of oysters, salad, and then finally the main course. Pheasant, with potatoes so fancy Sarah Jo said they were, "puttin' on airs", five types of vegetables, and wine to wash it all down.

Ben was pleased to see Sarah Jo had a very healthy appetite, unlike Katherine who tended to barely touch her food. And she was a very good mimic as well. After a while, he would have not believed it was her first time eating a full course dinner like this. When they were done with the main course, the servants brought a dessert tray. Doc chuckled when Sarah Jo chose something rich, chocolately, and very fattening. He had coffee with heavy creme whipped onto it.

After they were full, the servants disappeared, leaving them alone. "Normally, I would retire with the men for brandy and cigars, and you would stay with the women. But as we are alone, we may retire to the bedroom, or take a stroll before to work off our meal."

Sarah Jo giggled again and said, "The bedroom is a most tempting place to go right now, but I really would like to take a walk and have a look-see around here. Especially those gardens we saw off to the side before we came inside."

"Have you ever walked through a real English Maze? We are in Geneva right now, but I think I can modify the program to include one."

Sarah Jo grinned at him. "That would be great! They had a little maze in one of the gardens near the convent in Dublin. Always did want to go in it, but never got the chance." He grinned, then called up an arch. Doc went to a small panel. After concentrating again, chewed his lip for a moment before tapping a few buttons with long fingers. There was a whirr, and an English Garden appeared. He made the arch disappear, and took her arm again.

"This is fun!" she said with a laugh. They walked through the gardens, admiring the beautiful floral arrangements and fountains, till they came to the entrance of the maze. Ben didn't see the look of mischief in her eyes when she pointed off to the side. "Look over yonder Ben! Isn't that wonderful?"

When he turned and looked, she slipped her arm out of his and raced into the maze. He chuckled. "When I find you, Little Mouse, YOU get to be the cheese!"

He could hear her musical laughter from inside the maze. "That is, if you find me!" she called out. Dashing after her, he found her shoes that she had kicked off so she could run faster.

He stopped, took off his coat and hat, and then loosened his tie as he raced after her through the maze. A flash of her dress turning right made him push harder. Looking back over her shoulder, Sarah Jo seemed astounded he could catch up with her, but then she saw how fast he was moving. The man was in amazingly good shape.

She dived to the right again and arrived a T- intersection. Tossing a glove on path she wasn't going to take, she took off in the opposite direction.

Doc chuckled again. "Not good enough, Little Mouse," he laughed as he took the one without the glove.

Then he heard her giggle on the path behind him. Somehow she had managed to circle around him. Then hiking up her dress so she could run unencumbered, she took off in the direction they had come. Doc twirled and ran back in the direction she had taken. Digging in, he closed the gap and again caught sight of her.

Arriving at another intersection, she flashed him a wicked grin and disappeared once again. He followed her around the corner, only to get tackled by her from a little hidden nook, knocking him off his feet. They rolled until he had her pinned. "There is a time when it is best just to give in, eh, my Little Mouse?" Then he kissed her full on the mouth before she could object.

Apparently she wasn't in any mood to object by the way she kissed him hungrily back, her fingers entwined in his hair. It took a few minutes though before both of them were able to catch their breath. The running had taken its toll, but he still had the wind to kiss her for quite a long time. Still, when it broke, he needed some time to recover and spent it kissing her face, ears, neck and collarbone, until he reached the playful mounds of her breasts. "I always liked this fashion," he murmured, grazing the soft skin with his tongue.

She moaned softly as his tongue explored her breasts, coming tantalizingly close to her now hard nipples barely hidden by the very low cut bodice. He looked up into her eyes, his already ablaze with passion. "Should we take this inside, my forever Virgin, or shall I take you here, under the stars?" His question was answered when he felt the first drops of a summer rain shower on his back. He stood up and pulled her to her feet just as it started to pour. Together they made a mad dash out of the maze towards a nearby gazebo. Of course, it is not possible to get out of a maze *quickly*, so by the time they got even that far they were soaked. Rain had plastered Doc's white shirt to his chest, outlining every muscle of his wonderful physique. Sara Jo's dress had also gone see-through in the rain, and the chill of the water raised her nipples, making them plainly visible through the transparent material.

In the relative shelter of the gazebo, he tossed his hair, spreading rain drops all over, and laughed, "Want to chance another rush to the house, or will this do?"

She answered him by moving into his arms, her mouth devouring his as she stripped off his tie and then struggled with the fastenings of his shirt. He pressed to her down lower, the chill of the rain not doing anything to cool his ever increasing fire. Sarah Jo had managed to get the shirt undone and peeled the wet material off his shoulders and tossed it aside. "Help me out of this thing," she said breathlessly as she turned her back to him. He kissed the nape of her neck before opening the pearl buttons. As he opened a button, he gave her a kiss. she shivered, and he laughed softly. "This is my way of doing it, Little Mouse. I've always helped my women out of their dresses with kisses."

There were a lot of small buttons on the dress and that lead to a lot of kisses by the time he had finished. She helped him remove it, along with the one glove she still had on, and then stepped out of it, clad now only it some thigh high stockings and garters and the choker around her neck. "Ummm," he smiled, then ran his tongue across his lips like he was looking at something good to eat. And he was.

Brushing a lock of wet hair from her face, Sarah Jo turned back to him and concentrated on peeling his shoes and his wet trousers off. Ben was immensely pleased when this time she reached out and gently caressed his erect manhood. His mouth was in her hair. "Yes, Dear one. Yes," he purred. When her hands got bolder, slipping down to explore his sac, he leaned it her grasp, sighing with pleasure. She wasn't familiar with a man's body, and he was letting her learn on him.

Her one hand still exploring his lower regions, she started to tenderly kiss the nape of his neck while the other hand pulled him tight to her. Then looked up at him, she asked "Am I doing this right?" "Oh yes. The great thing about this is, unless you mean to cause me great pain, even a little excessive force can be," he paused to kiss her slowly, sensuously, before finishing, "most arousing."

Her eyes grew wide as he said that, then responded by increasing the pressure of the strokes of her hand just slightly. "Like this?" She whispered. He put his hand over hers and tightened. She was surprised at the strength of his hold. He was actually asking her to squeeze him! And yet, not only did it not *hurt* him, he seemed overly stimulated by it, and his mouth crushed down on hers with almost urgent need.

Groaning softly, she let go of him and threw her arms around his neck, responding to his passionate kiss with equal fire. He pushed her back edging her legs open. She wore garters, but no panties, and he pressed against her wetness. "Very good, my dear Virgin. Very good. Should I tell you I could smell your sex all through dinner? That I wanted to have you on that nice white linen?" He wriggled slightly, pressed to her opening but not quite entering. Sarah Jo whimpered. "do you want me, Fair Virgin, or shall I tease you more?" He reached out, grabbed one small nipple in his teeth, and pulled.

Gasping at the little bit of pain that actually felt quite pleasurable, she then moaned, "Oh yes, Ben, I want you. Anything you want to do to me, I want it." He sucked on the nipple, playing with it, teasing it. Sometimes he sucked it, and sometime he rolled it with his tongue, or bit it with his teeth. Sarah Jo moaned and squirmed under him, but he did not stop tantalizing that one small nipple. Then his hand began sliding down her body. Pinned, there was little she could do to get away from the feather light brush of his fingers, and she tried unsuccessfully to wriggle away. Her hands were free, and she put them on his broad shoulders.

"You said I might," he reminded her.

"But it tickles." She complained with a giggle.

"Yes," he breathed into her ear, and it is making you deliciously wet. I like you wet." Giggling back at him, she pushed her hips up against him, squirming in pleasure as he again lowered his mouth this time to her other nipple. He did so joyously, but at the same time, his hand continued down her body. When he hit her patch of fur he stopped, caressing her but not quite going lower. After a pause, during which he moved his mouth from her nipple to where he could outline the soft side of her breast with his tongue. He moved his hand down her ribcage, making her squirm some more, dropping it down around the curve of her hip to her bottom and around again. Sarah Jo opened to him even more.

"Oh Ben! This is driving me crazy!" she said with a giggle as his tongue flitted her at the base of her firm little breasts. Then to pay him back she lowered herself to his chest, and teased the taunt little nipples on his chest with her own mouth and tongue, even going so far as to nip them the way he had hers.

The moment her teeth bit into him, he pushed himself up hard inside her. She pushed back with a little silent scream as that slight tear of her endless virginity bit into her. He pushed her head back so she could nip him again, holding her head there until she understood what he wanted.

Whimpering slightly, she responded, taking his nipple in her mouth again to play with it some more. She nipped on it sharply, then turned her attention to the other, giving it equal treatment as her hands roamed down the small of his back to his hard buttocks. She desperately wanted him back inside her, but he had withdrawn after his initial thrust.

He grinned, and then whispered, "Did it heal yet?"

She swatted him hard on his butt and laughed, then whispered back. "Why don't you find out?

Quick as a cat, he shoved himself into her again. Then he laughed, and it was almost an evil laugh, when she had the same reaction as before. "Why, my dear," he said as he withdrew, "I can tear you over and over!" Leaning close, he said, "The act of taking a virgin is one of the most erotic a man can savor. Do you find any pleasure in the pain?" Sarah Jo looked at him and realized that she was not only looking at Doc, but the very fringes of Cain, as well.

She was a little surprised at the strange, fierce light in his eyes, but strangely she wasn't afraid. Her Doc was still there and in control and she trusted him without any reservations. Groaning again, she pulled herself off of him, kissing him firmly. "I don't mind it. I think I could really learn to like it after awhile." With a deep groan himself, he picked her up and sat her on the wide ledge that surrounded the gazebo, pressing himself in between her legs.

"I think you and I shall get along very well, then," he whispered, burying his face in her breasts. "There are times I must feed the monster, if I am ever to keep him at bay. I promise never to hurt you beyond that fine line, the one that makes pain pleasurable." Looking up into her eyes, he moved her legs apart, then dropped to his knees so he could lick the traces of blood from her folds. Sarah Jo grabbed the columns supporting the gazebo as he probed the healing flesh. "How many times may I have you, my sweet virgin, if I promise to kiss the blood away thus?"

Sarah Jo giggled as his tongue caused her to laugh again. "As often as you like, dear heart, as often as you like."

At her words, he pulled her down, on to him. Her nails raked his back and he smiled at her, "Very good, my little kitten. Show your claws." Then he sat her back on the ledge. Pulling one leg up, so her foot rested on the ledge, he arranged her in a most obscene position. She was wide open should any one care to drop by. He held the other leg, and she once again braced her self by holding the columns. Then he bent his head to her, flicking her injured hymen as it healed in front of him.

Her eyes closed in pleasure and groaning softly, she gave herself completely over to him, believing in her heart that he would not ever truly hurt her. The one moment of sharp pain followed by ones of pure pleasure was indeed something she could get to enjoy immensely. He probed her with his tongue, delighting in the newly healed flesh. Then he slid one very slick finger into her. Sarah Jo's back bowed and she held her columns tighter. As his long finger went deeper, he began working his way up her body, licking nipping, sucking. Eventually he pulled her onto himself again, and then pressed his lips to hers. He tasted of her sex, and her blood. Rolling her onto her back, he broke the kiss and began thrusting furiously inside her, bringing her to the brink before slipping out with a breathless laugh.

Crying out in frustration, she tried to pull him back to her. She was so close! He laughed, opening her again. This time he continued her teasing until she began clawing at the floor of the gazebo, her body bowed up against him. "Just about," he whispered, watching her heal. Then, just before her orgasm wracked her, he took her for the final time.

Sarah Jo felt like an explosion had totally consumed her whole body. Arching up underneath him she screamed out in pleasure. "That's it, my girl," he soothed in her ear. He continued to pump furiously, finally looking for his own release.

His continued thrusting quickly brought her to another earth shattering orgasm. As she tightened around him, he cried out in relief himself. Collapsing on her, he chuckled, "Well, my girl, It isn't just everyone who can experience that particular event." He smoothed the hair from her face and kissed her. "I think we will have many interesting evenings if you continue to let me . . . experiment in that matter." Smiling he rubbed her nose playfully so she wouldn't feel like some sort of lab-rat.

She chuckled in his ear, finding herself surprisingly willing to let him *experiment* as much as he wanted. "Sounds like a lot of fun, dearie!" she said with a wide grin on her face.