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Date Posted: 14:38:36 06/18/02 Tue
Author: CQ
Subject: The First Immunity Challenge: How to get Harm out of a chastity belt.

The Pointer sisters stand read with their Tiki Torches burning bright!!!

Junkyard immunity Challenge
Okay ladies, that nasty CQ has strapped Harm into a chastity Belt, our mission is to remove said belt with minimal discomfort and injury. The other teams have been set the same challenge so we may have to carry out some undercover work.
Catmom have acquired this Junkyard challenge site and this work area for the duration, unfortunately we have a tight time scale to work with, I have to be back on a flight to the UK in 10hrs and I�m not leaving you ladies here to have all the Fun.
First off lets check and see what tools we have available and check the contents of our purses for anything that might be of use.
Anything that you consider to be useful is to be put on the table on the far corner. Then, and only then you can make sure the Commander is comfortable, (go for recon). (Not all at once!!) we�re on a mission here:
Cocoa Butter
Vaseline
Lotion
Baby Oil
Blue M& M�s
Tweezers
Nail File
Swiss Army knife (yes, I have got a very small one in my purse!!)
Cell Phone
Tampons?? (Your not female if you don�t!!)
Pen & Paper
Palm pilot (yes, I�ve got one of these in my purse too!!)
40 condoms
Not a bad Haul all in all.
Okay we�re in a Junkyard assembly area, where are the tools?? Shoot, locked in the cupboard on the far wall.
Swiss army knife, Pick Lock, voila, as many tools as we need to free our man.
Chainsaw, nooooooooooo way!! Angle grinder definitely not!!! Hammer Drill (yes please, but not for this job!!) Pliers maybe? Bolt cutters definitely!! MIG welder!!
We need three teams Extraction team, Security Team and Weapons Team, split up.Weapon's team you know what to do.
A third of the Pointer Sisters disappear and return minutes later carrying various pieces of junk. Assembly begins!!
Security Team Recon!! Now!!
Right ladies, we�ve got the tools and the Plan, now lets go get the commander all to ourselves!!
Short while later:
Recon shows the other teams are all still desperately trying to find way to open tool cabinet. (See a good girl scout is always prepared.)
We�ll secure a safe area, then arrange transport to Manly Arms, we'll remove the belt and deal with any chaffing, where everyone will be more comfortable!!!
(Pointer sister have built small contraption from Junk to cause diversion during extraction of OFC. Catapult to sling Condoms full of Blue M&Ms, Lotion and Cocoa butter at other teams.)
Stealthily the extraction team make their way to the area where Harm is being held captive. The weapons Team head off amongst the junk to secure a safe area in which to start their diversion.
On a pre arranged signal all hell breaks loose!!
While the other teams are trying to find the source of the incoming artillery, The Pointer Sisters Extraction Team seize Harm and head towards the exit of the Junkyard which has been secured by The Security Team, with the aid of the cell phone transport was on the way.
With Bolt cutter, Baby lotion and Harm stowed in large black Humvee, The Pointer Sisters make their way to the Manly Arms!!!
Once in the comfort of a large suite the commander is divested of his chastity belt safely with the use of the Bolt cutters. Lots of baby oil is applied to now exposed area to ensure chaffing does not occur!!
CW is safe and secured!!!
The END of this story.

[> HHCRHS this is it!

An early morning mist shrouded the eight silent figures as they slipped unnoticed into the foyer of the imposing building with BELASARIUS carved in the stone facade. Drowsy office workers waited for the elevators, clasping their low-fat cappuccinos, and reading their newspapers. Could it be in these marbled halls, a horror existed, too terrible to contemplate?

"Psssttt. Over here!" manette gestured to the others, "It must be this door." They looked at the words written in crayon and tacked carelessly onto the wooden frame. "JAG writers at work. Do not disturb." Cindy looked doubtful. "Surely THIS couldn't be the place."
"It could be a ruse...a set up" intoned Cathy. "You know...the other teams......." They all gasped. "Yes we must be careful, " said manette taking charge. "I'll check. Step back everyone, " and with that, she opened the door and entered. The others waited until they heard a stifled cry. Then without thought of danger, they all rushed in to save their leader.

They stopped dead in their tracks, shock and horror showing in their veiled faces. "It's him! Oh the inhumanity!" Leah wailed. There on the bed he lay, his handsome face drained and weary. His manly chest and muscular legs were exposed, but his hips and upper thighs had been encased in an odd looking leather-like contraption. It was a modern version of that ancient implement of torture�the dreaded chastity belt. His pale lips, so sensuous, so inviting, parted as he spoke in a low, throaty voice, "Help me. Please help me." And his eyes, grey, green, blue like a turbulent sea, pleaded with them. It took all their will power not to throw themselves at him and cover his mouth with kisses. But they stood firm. They were, afterall, the HHCRHS, and they were here to save Harm.

"What is it MADE from?" Char exclaimed, surveying the terrible object.
"What are all those bits of orange cloth? And that slimy, shimmery, sticky stuff?" asked a visibly frightened Minnie.
"And that sickening odour? What the heck IS THAT?" LKA sniffed.

Leah and manette moved closer, peering at the mountainous structure that covered the lower part of Harm's body. "Wait a second, there are words here. Thousands of them!" exclaimed manette.
"Yes, and this isn't leather at all. It's paper!" shouted Leah, "Tons and tons of compressed paper. It has hardened and now it's holding CW prisoner!" she gasped.

Fear and pity showed on the women's faces. They moved in to get a closer look, and then started to read the lines at random.
"I need a better reason"
"Nope. She's got me."
""Hi Sweetie!"
"Is that a problem?"
"I'm just doing my job ma'am."
"Harm happened!"
"Don't argue with me."
"They're either dead or they wish they were."
"Come to me."
"I'm in love with him."
"I got a postcard from Renee's Mom."
"You're locking me up for the holidays Sir?"
"You two look good together."
"Awkward moment number three hundred and ten."
"I'm waiting."

"Good lord...it's ..it's Season Seven!!!!" they yelled in unison, "Harm is trapped with CW by season seven scripts!"
"And these are scraps of Renee's outfits!" said a clearly disturbed Cindy, "And this sticky stuff...it's LIP GLOSS!"
"And that smell is stale Aussie after-shave," Harm whispered, showing the horror in his sad eyes.

"Don't worry Harm, we'll soon have you out of this mess," promised LKA. "We brought every kind of tool---chain saws, wire snips, screwdrivers, lock-picks�everything including the golden scissors and master keys......."
The others chimed in enthusiastically:
"....and we have fragrant lotions and potions, soothing oils and emollients...."
"....a variety of chocolate sauce...."
"�Party Palz and Poofing skills......"
"�.and we are ready and willing to use our own bodies if we have to......!"

Harm raised his arm weakly, "No...all...all has been tried to no avail. One woman even tried hiking my leg over her body, and the pain was excruciating! Nothing will work. Season 7 is over. It's in the bag and CW saw no action....nothing...nothing..... nothing..... nothing....." His voice faded away.

The women huddled around the bed. "We must do something. Think, think!" said Cece. Just then they heard a maniacal laugh. They turned around and saw a man hunched over, typing fiercely. With every page Harm winced.....with every word, the weight grew heavier. Char walked over to investigate. "Why you're Dana Cohen!" she exclaimed. He glanced at her with a mad eye "Muhahahahahahaha!!!!!!" Char was undeterred. She picked up the scattered sheets and let out a horrified gasp. "Oh No. This is terrible...horrible.....I..I....I...." She flung her right arm across her brow and, with her left, pointed to the growing pile of paper.

Cathy ran over and started to read "Season Eight. All episodes. The drought for Commander Winkie will continue. Absolutely no lip action, no touching in intimate places, no long passionate glances. Nothing. By order of DB."

The women's faces crumpled as Harm confirmed the worst. Then Cindy came up with an idea..followed quickly by the others as they all caught on. Their thoughts tumbled out of their mouths with delighted discovery:

"We can't change the past. THAT"S why the others failed...They couldn't destroy the chastity belt because it's the past they were trying to cut away!...... Season seven is over. But we CAN change the future..... We can change season 8....!!!! Yes, and by doing so, the past will no longer imprison Harm!.... We can set him free....CW can have a life once more!!!!!"

But a horrible noise emanating from the mouth of the small man at the computer, stopped them in their jubilation. "Ha ha ha....I don't have to listen to you. I'm writing a season filled with court cases and military action and Singer.....Muhahahahahahah.....and there is nothing you can do to stop me. The Commander over there is my prisoner!!! He has everything. He's tall, gorgeous, sexy...so they tell me, and he gets all the women. He even has a Harmyboard! Why don't I have a Danyboard? Why, why why?"

Cece was having none of this. With all the pomposity she could muster....and that was a considerable amount, she confronted the man. "You'd better listen to me...I'm going to go easy on you. And you don't want me to turn you over to the others...believe me." But Cohen could not be moved. "Ok" Cece shrugged, " Go get him manette."

Manette swaggered over to the now quaking Cohen. "Sweetie..you and I have a date with a meat tray and a certain little Ensign Winkie!" she leaned forward threateningly. "The ladies know the signal. Don't make me yell "Soup's On!" The women laughed as they tightened their circle around the now terrified man. "Now begin to retype Season 8. And we want action time for CW!"

As the new lines came off the pages, the women read them out loud, while LKA and Cathy stood by Harm ready to try peeling off the layers. As Leah read the very first words�

"Directions: (Harm takes Mac's hand in his, and she looks at him shyly)"
�. LKA and Cathy easily peeled off the first sticky layer. They all cheered and then took it in turns to read:

"Hey Mac, are you busy this weekend?"
"No. Why, Harm?"
"I thought maybe we could go out this weekend." Directions: (Harm looks a little uncertain)
"You mean, like on a date?" Mac asks teasingly.
"Yeah, like on a date."
"Sure, Harm, we could do that."
"Great! I'll call you later."
Direction: (Mac smiles and walks off. Harm watches her with a silly grin on his face.)

Minnie cheered and said, "They're spending more time together AND they're calling it dating!"

"Write faster" Char insisted before reading the next line, ... "Directions: (Harm has his arm around Mac and she is snuggled against him as they sit on her couch watching a movie)

"Much better, but we need more." Cece said menacingly.

"OK, OK," yelped the besieged Mr. Cohen as Cindy leaned over his shoulder and read:

"I better go home," Harm says as he pulls Mac off the couch. "Walk me to the door."
"Goodnight, Harm."
"Goodnight, Mac." Directions (They stare at each other and then he pulls her into his arms and kisses her.)

"Harm, could you help me with my zipper?"
"Uh, how can I help?"
"Well, just grasp it firmly and pull�" Mac answered teasingly.

"Hurry, please," Harm gasped as Cathy tried to comfort him. LKA pulled at the loosened pages swaddling poor CW. "It's working!" she exclaimed as she ripped off a fist full of paper. The layers started flying off as they read more lines:

"Sturgis comes upon the two of them giggling in the break room. "Are you two involved?"
"Yes," they both answer at the same time.

"I love it when you do that," Mac sighed.
Harm chuckles then says, "You mean this?"

"Where the hell have you two been?" the Admiral asked suspiciously. "Long lunch?"
"Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." Harm and Mac answered sheepishly.

"You've got something on your mouth," (Directions: Harm bends his head toward Mac's and slowly licks the whipped cream off her lip.) "I haven't had my dessert yet." (He kisses her lightly)

Take off your shirt, Harm." Mac said as she started undoing his buttons. "We need to celebrate."
"What's the occasion?" Harm asked as she ran her fingers over his chest.
"I just heard that Singer is being sent to the Aleutians."
"In that case, you take off your shirt." Harm said slyly.
"I plan to give her all my long underwear as a going away present." Mac said breathlessly.
"Good, cause you won't be needing it anymore�."

"That was a good one!" Cathy yelled from behind a whirlwind of flying paper. "Harm is starting to get the roses back in his checks."

"Oh he looks SO handsome!" Cece exclaimed and clasped her hands together in delight.

Char and Cindy did a happy dance.

Manette tapped a meat tray on top of the now-cooperative man's head. "Bring it home, mister."

Finally there was only one layer left. The women gathered around Harm, and Cohen himself read the last lines:

"Harm, I have waited for this for so long. Are you sure it is what you want?"
"Oh yes Mac, yes yes yes!"

The women cheered as they ripped the last vestige of the horrible chastity belt away. And then they sang in joyful chorus " We demand the right to a bare Harm!!" Harm stood up in all his glory, but CW seemed a little depressed. "You wonderful women!" Harm exclaimed, "Won't you take off those ugly robes and reveal your beauty to me?"

And so they did and ......well... let's just say the ending was very uplifting!

[> Harm is very happy his Lucky Charms came to his rescue!

�Twas the night before the Immunity Challenge and all through Lu�s house,

Only Harm�s Lucky Charms were stirring, Oh, and maybe the closet mouse;

The group was really quiet, taking special care

In the hopes Commander Winkie was still there somewhere

Other Harmy boarders were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of CW on a meat tray danced in their heads;

And Captain Judi with her chocolate and Shell with her whipped cream,

Had given us strict orders, �When we see him DON�T SCREAM.

When all of a sudden Windchime�s teeth began to chatter,

Oldspice turned on her quickly with, �What is the matter?�

�What if Lu wakes up, and comes down in a flash?�

�She won�t be coming down,� Trish joked, �She�s been smoking hash!�

With suppressed giggles all around, we returned to our task

As we came closer to the closet, Lori D had to ask,

�How in the world will we open this door?�

�Ahah! I have the key,� LRM stated for sure.

As Lauri opened the door we couldn�t believe our eyes,

There stood poor Harmy, chastity belt wrapped around his thighs;

Judi stepped up, �We�ll have you out before you can say hop scotch�

As Shell chimed in, �Just let us put this chocolate on your crotch�

Windchime and Lauri laid Harmikins down,

As Judi and Shell happily went to town;

Trish reminded them, �Make sure you get it all, leave no spot in doubt�

�So we can be sure that he will slip right out�

With Harm all covered in chocolate and whipped cream,

Lori D giggled, �Pinch me so I know it�s not a dream�

Then everyone gathered round to pull and to tug,

But the belt wouldn�t budge, the darn thing was too SNUG!

Oldspice sighed reluctantly, �Well, we gave it our best,�

�But we can�t just leave him like this, he�s a mess!�

Lauri smiled brightly as she started to scheme,

�I guess Harm�s Lucky Charms will just have to LICK him clean!�

At that Captain Judi so lively and quick,

leaned over smiling and took the first lick;

The rest of the women knew they would enjoy this game,

Harm liked it alot too as he called out each ones name.

�Now Lauri! Now Shell! Now Trish and Judi,

On Windchime! On Oldspice! On LRM and Lori D;

�Come on girls be sure and do this just right,

Don�t miss a spot, get every last bite.

Carried away, the girls licked him from his head to his toes,

And to their great surprise, Commander Winkie arose;

With a clink and a clank, the chastity belt lock broke,

Harm was freed from his prison when CW awoke.

Harm sprang to his feet and let out a whistle,

Then he ran out the door as fast as a missile:

But they heard him exclaim as he ran out of sight,

�A big thank you to all! That darn thing was TIGHT!�

[> Never fear Harm, the Sane Ones are here!

The Sane Ones' Adventure

Our mission: Free Harmy from this predicament

"Pssssst, Lu, where exactly are we?"

"Oh QUIET, KrisL, you know we�re in the sacred part of Lu�s house�she�s actually showing us HOW to access THE CLOSET."

A panting CG finds a stair to sit on as Lucia scrambles up to the group�

"I�m here, ready to whip that chastity whatever it is off of Commander Winkie!"

"SSHHHHH, Lucia! We don�t want to scare him� we know that the other three teams are trying to crash our closet too in search of Harmkins. We need to stay one step ahead of them at all---(coming from the head of the group) CROSBY, what did I tell you?! Be QUIET! You are just ONE peep away from earning a trip from my CLOSET to the OUTHOUSE! Now, Sarahsue, you ok back there?�"

"I have your back, Luoodles, and�SHEESH�all this extra gear Cros made us drag up here�what are we EXACTLY trying to do with all this again?�"

"Here, let me help take this gear off you and Chelsea and CG. There there. Feel better?� permission to pee?�NO!� Don�t forget our MISSION: to save poor CW from the clutches of the chastity belt, a bunch of Hookers, some charm block-its, and pointed arrows.... This is IT�our one and only moment to control and savor our favorite Commander"(team 4 ed note: which cmdr could that be, you ask? Well, just go back and visit HB Survivor Challenge #1, my friends)�

Meanwhile�

TA DA�

Luoodles cracks the rainbow-colored wall open to her teammates�

Luoodles lays into her best Southern belle accent, "Commander? Harmkins? Harmy, can you hear me? I�we�are team 4. We are here to SAVE YOU!"

Just then�"Uhhhh, Luoodles? Is that you? I�ve been hearing voices�people are arguing over who�s going to take my� my� my �limbs, and there seems to be SO many crazy women out THERE! All I want is to get this darn thing off me!"

SAY NO MORE! Faster than a speeding bullet, zipping her way through the cobwebs and remnants from the previous tenants of her closet, Luoodles appears breathless in front of Harm with a sort of twinkle in her eye�

"Never FEAR! The SANE Ones are here! Our leader, Crosby, merchant of Hanky Panky Party Palz, has made us lug all this STUFF thinking that SOMETHING has got to be the solution."

CG yells from across the closet, "What�s this labeled, 'WARNING! May cause damage with excessive use'?"

"Not to worry Sane Ones, those rabb-its are to keep little sneaky bunnies, pimps, excessive pointers and the ever-ready RDOL busy while WE get Harmkins out of this CHASTITY BELT! Come on, galz, grab the gear and let�s GO!" Crosby breaks into her sales pitch� "Standard in EVERY premium Party Palz basket is a MASTER KEY for just this type of hanky panky inconvenience!"

Approaching Harmkins in just his belt, Crosby has the key in hand and�

and�Luoodles leaps up�"CALM DOWN! Stop shaking! Good HEAVENS! Look out! You're going to kill him with that thing! Crosby! Oh my� It seems Crosby is a bit excited, ummmm... Sarahsue! YOU get him out of that thing�"

"Ok, Lu, thanks�" THUD!

"Sarah? Sigh... who else? Jenn?"

Aiiiigghhhhhauuuiiiggghhhh....

"Oh, umm, ok, NEXT! Chelsea! Chelsea, YOU can do it. Here, take this key and... the key.. take... How exactly do you MAKE your eyes bug out like that anyway? Gack. Stop it! You're going to scare him! Oh gee whiz. NEXT! Kris. Kris. Come over here and.. what do you mean you can't get your legs to work? Sigh. Where's Lucia? Went to change her underwear?! Oh ummm.... GACK. O.K. Who's left? CG! CG, YOU can do it! Here's the key to unlock Harm! GO FOR IT!"

ZZZZZIIIIPPPPP!!!!!!

"CG! CG! Get OFF of him!! Get. OFF! Get. Sigh.. YOU PEOPLE! Let me have the key back. Yes. Give it to me. Sigh. "I'll" take care of this."

~CLICK~

SPPRROOOOOIIIINNGG!!!!!!!

~GASP!!!!~

Thud~thud~thud~~thud~thud~~thud~thud~~thud~thud~~thud~thud~~thud~thud~~thud ~ thud~

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