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Meet Dr Iris Ayers! Iris is a thirty-five year old, brown-skinned beauty, a healthy dose of curvaceous loveliness with naturally curly hair, cut in a close crop style. She is a respected archaeologist among her many peers. Iris Ayers is also a treasure finder, a treasure seeker, taking on assignments from treasure enthusiasts who pay very well for their services. Iris makes her home under the stars with peers, few to call friends, many to call enemies. These assignments help Iris, explore history, uncover mysteries and discover most importantly more of herself. ~Scorpio Blieu For OnPointt Online 2006

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The Series Begins.... Fall 2005 In The Month Of September
I received an email on the third day of what was suppose to be my down time.
I finished a dig in Cairo, and took the earliest flight I could get back to the United States. My last flight placed me in Denver Colorado. Right about now, I am a GYPSY WOMAN. The condo I own in New York ( lower east side ) is being rented out. Before going to Cairo, I did find the time to finalize all business for the purchase of my second home in the historic Davis Island in Tampa Florida. The hard work, and the sacrafices I made paid off for me in a big way! My home is very beautiful! Seven bedrooms, great rooms, vaulted ceilings, vines caressing the frame of the home, rustic archways, and get this people, mind-your-business neighbors! I fell in love the moment I saw my home and let me tell you, it really felt good to put my John Hancock on those papers and become a true home owner. I hope to decorate the place soon but until then I will have to remain in my Gypsy Woman existence. More travels await me I am sure.

My wayward wind came....
Luckily a once raging fire of desire in my life Conn (Conner) Redding opened his beautiful home to me in Denver for seven glorious days on my downtime. Conn's career as a promising Senator and my career ambitions kept our relationship from progressing. Being an archaeologist isn't easy. It has glamorous moments when you put yourself in those circles and it also has it's dangerous moments, no lie. You take decent work whenever you can, and you see your assignments through. My life leaves little time for forming relationships on a serious romantic level right now. When I am not working on assignment under the direction of a museum, I take on private assisgnments from some very elite clientele, also known as 'Mad Hatters'. I jokingly call my clients this because they're serious about what they believe is out there to claim for their very own.

My parents moved to Europe when I was sixteen years old. They are composers for the opera. I wanted to stay in the states, so my favorite uncle Weston Ayers, a retired archaeologist took me under his wings. I became intrigued with cataloging and found the work to be exciting. This is how my career started, at the age of sixteen. Visits to Europe came during the latter part of the summer months and during the Merry Christmas Holidays. Thanksgiving was shared with my Uncle Wes, whom I love like a second father. When it was time for college, my summer months would be filled with internships preparing me for my arch career. At the age of thirty-three I received my doctorate and my journeys have been very rewarding. My Uncle Weston actively contributes to the world of Archaeology by securing funds for expeditions. He is highly regarded, so funding comes easily for him.

On my first day in Denver, I slept most of the day trying to recover from jet lag and I ate a wonderful breakfast compliments of Conn. Evening time, we ordered in and watched my favorite classic cult 70's movies THE VAMPIRE LOVERS and ARSENIC AND OLD LACE. The second day in Denver, I wrote up my report sending it by email to Knox, my personal assistant. Pilar Knox lives in New York, the Chelsea area. Pilar catalogs and does extensive research on my archaeological finds after customs records everything brought into the US. Pilar will set up a meeting with the famous Brooklyn Museum for a possible entry into their respected Libraries and Archives section. From there we will set up more meetings with notable museums and then the bidding will begin. My second day here Conn was busy in session, so when evening came, we chilled to high balls, easy listening music and candlelight.

THIRD DAY
As Conn slept, I decided to check my email. I couldn't sleep because my wayward wind awoke me but then again it could be the altitude.... the position of the home. Deep inside I knew my wayward wind was telling me, 'don't unpack your bags Iris'. One email I was anticipating would be coming from The British Musuem. So far, no one was offering me an invitation to join an expedition. I needed to continue working. Gotta make money. After successfully logging into my database, three emails were waiting to be read. Sunday 8am.

Iris,

We are having a wonderful time in Seychelles. Wish you were here with us. We spoke with your Uncle Weston. He informed us you would be arriving back from Cairo very soon. We trust everything went well. Email us, let us know you are safe. We love you Iris and we hope to see you for Christmas. Love Mom and Dad

Tuesday 10pm THE EMAIL OF INTRIGUE

Dr Ayers,
Congratulations on your find in Cairo! During your down time, I am sure that you are on an all time high. I am Nadia Talisworth residing in beautiful Charleston South Carolina. Your work, Dr Ayers speaks volumes. As one woman to another, I would like to request your presence in Charleston at my home on Friday. There is a funded expedition, I would like you to accompany me and my crew on. I will give more specifics when you arrive in Charleston. All travel expenses will be paid for if you accept my invitation. Please let me know if this information sounds of interest to you. I look forward to hearing from you soon.
Mrs. Nadia Talisworth

Wednesday 6am
FROM THE OFFICE OF DR NEVIL BANCROFT
Dr Iris Ayers,

Claire here! You don't answer your phone and I know that you arrived back in the States. Clearly do all of us a favor and respond. Nevil and I have a funded expedition that could be of interest to you. Before Nevil embarks on a nervous breakdown, contact us dear. Claire

I closed out of the emails, saving them all. I began to upload the GOLD DAWN, an exclusive archaeologist database. I inherited access to this database from my Uncle Wes. The GOLD DAWN told the Good, Bad, and the Ugly of archaeologists careers. I view the database when I want to review successes of others careers as well as my own. There is nothing like some good old competition. Right now I needed to identify who this Nadia Talisworth was. I had the feeling she was not a NEWBIE, unless someone was sending the woman to do a man's job scenario. The names Nadia and Talisworth together didn't ring a bell but separate could be straight mindblowing! Nevil who was mentored by my Uncle Weston came a calling and I felt the need to go running but this Talisworth email peaked my curiosity. If I was going to find out who this was, the GOLD DAWN, would reveal the name! This I was sure.

As I gained access to the GOLD DAWN, I was pulled into a force of complete awe! As you enter the database there is a rising sun over catalog artifacts. This scene faded after a minute or so, then the same rising sun produced sunrays. The sunrays lead your eyes to a structure that looks like a Mayan Temple. As the door opens slowly, you are propelled through a galaxy of dark skies, shooting stars and your only guide from this point was a fascinating white light. This scene lasts for two minutes and then BAM you find yourself viewing the inside of the temple. You find yourself in a three dimension atmosphere. The graphic work was simply awesome, simply awesome! I signed into the GOLD DAWN as a female so before my eyes appeared a sihlouette of a woman. A light shined down on the sihlouette and two books appeared. One book says, 'Sea Of Life', the other 'Sea Of Beyond'. You choose which book you wish to open. 'Sea Of Beyond' is for the deceased archaeologists. The 'Sea Of Life' is for the living arch's such as myself. Once you select the book of choice, retrieve the information for which you seek. It's great to have a little Indianish Jones thrill to your archaeological life.

As I chose the 'Sea Of Life', I typed in the name Talisworth. Appearing before me are thrity names. The Talisworth Family is deep in the archaeological field. I decided to try the LATEST NEWS section to find this Nadia Talisworth. As I looked through the months of August through July I found nothing. June 2005, produced results! Under the month of July, the headlines read 'Wedding Of The Minds'. The picture beneath and the heading took me back to my Doctorate Studies days. I recognized bitchy Nadia Olen right away! I kept reading on, seems like this summer I missed out on the big event. Dr Nadia Olen, 35 marries Carey Talisworth, 30 in Brunswick Georgia on east coastal St. Simon Island. Two hundred ten guest attended the ceremony and reception. A live orchestra entertained the crowd, and guest dined on shrimp, lobster, crab, caviar, champange, various side dishes and desserts. After the wedding ceremony, and reception the couple takes to the skies on a month long honeymoon in Paris, Greece, Spain and Sunny California. GOLD DAWN, wishes this lovely couple the best in their marriage.

It seems Nadia did her thing. She married into a very powerful family. The Talisworth's uses their own money to go on expeditions and reap the benefits from their finds courtesy of private collectors and museums. Now I would not call Nadia and I enemies but I wasn't her favorite person and the feeling was mutual. She respected me in formal circles and for gain reasons. We did our Doctorate Studies at the same institution. We were both top students in our class, so of course there was the competition factor. She is a sore loser and she doesn't hide this terrible trait at all. Nadia is a beautiful woman with blonde hair, year long tanned skin, boobed with piercing blue eyes.

Carey was a well knowned lustful ladies man and his skills as an archaeologist was gaining great respect. Nadia could learn a few things because she tries to go off logic more than illogical thinking and Sometimes a mixture of both is the gain. I decided to play the game since Nadia used intrigue as the bait. For the record she was not bashful about her use of sex to get what she wanted. I would take the all expenses paid trip to go see the newly married Nadia Olen Talisworth. Charleston was indeed lovely but this would not play out like she thought. I emailed her to her quickly requesting a rental car and to put me up in one of the historic inns near Market Street. Within the hour, I received a response saying everything had been arranged. I was given a contact number to use once I arrived in Charleston South Carolina. As I successfully shut down the laptop, I called Nevil.

"Dr Nevil Bancroft please." "Lord Iris, it's about time!" Claire said shouting in my ears. Claire is married to Nevil and she is also his executive assistant. Claire is a sister like me and Nevil is of Scottish decent. They are both in their mid forties and have two sons that are juniors and seniors in high school. "A girl cannot have some downtime without some interruption?" I asked Claire laughing. "You chose this life Iris." "Actually Claire, it chose me and I accepted it." Claire could be the Ice Queen at times. "Let me patch you through to Nevil, he is expecting your call." "Thanks Claire, have a happy day."

I waited for the transfer to go through. "Dr Ayers thank you for getting back to me. I am going to get right to the point." "We have information not found in the GOLD DAWN about a supposed legend of THE VAIN FOUNTAIN. A database for elitist that you do not have access to, produced recent but very limited information on uncharted territory. I am seriously considering assembling a crew. I thought you would be interested Iris." Nevil said to me. "What kind of assignment is this? "Treasure Hunting Iris." "Nevil, I received an email recently from Nadia Olen, now married into the Talisworth Dynasty. Nadia wants to see me this Friday in Charleston for a possible expedition." There was brief silence which led me to believe he was thinking. "She is a resourceful young lady Iris. I just about bet the farm FC Talisworth wants to go again on this expedtiion. I am sure he is trying to assemble a crew as well." Nevil said to me laughing boisturously.

"Nevil you know my loyalty is to you but I am going to see how much information they have going for themselves." "They won't tell you anything of big importance Iris until the ink dries on the Talisworth Confidentiality Clause." "When you put two ladies in the room with high egoes Nevil, one can get pretty mouthy, very braggadocious and catty if you know what I mean." "How long are you going to be down there Iris?" "Two days, so I can see you and Claire on Sunday or Monday." "Do that Iris, but I must give you a word of caution." "What might that be Nevil?" "Iris don't underestimate the Talisworth's, especially FC."

As I hung up the cell phone, I placed the ringer on OFF. I made my way upstairs to Conn. As I entered the room, he rolled over reaching out to me, pulling me into his wonderful bed. "Your side of the bed is cold." "I had to take care of some things that needed my undivided attention." I said to Conn sliding into the cool sheets. "Let me guess, you are cutting this trip short." "How long do we have?" Conn asked me smiling. "I'm all yours until Friday noon." "I'm flying to Charleston South Carolina and from there to Washington DC."

"Okay, I guess I don't have a choice but to accept." "Conn it is just too early to be dramatic!" "Iris, let me have some fun here, I was just joking. "I respect you and your work if we need to change some plans, I understand" "Don't change all the plans Conn!"
I said laughing as I stroked his smooth bald head. How does a romantic evening over dinner, some dancing and a drive to lover's lane for a serious make out session sound?" "That sounds nice Conn, I like that plan." We cuddled, we laughed and went for brunch at this cute cafe with a fantastic view. This time with Conn meant so much to me. Soon, I would be back to work with lots of promising adventure on this possible expedition. Nadia Talisworth and I, Iris Ayers would be adversaries on this expedition. I was 100% sure. Sure, just like my wayward wind.