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Date Posted: 21:35:57 09/20/02 Fri
Author: Dominique
Author Host/IP: cache-rm08.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.189.136
Subject: ..::..Pain Is Love..::..

..::..Thin femmora enters the apartment, wrestling the keys out of the lock, she tosses them on to the small waist high table by the door. Flipping her long black hair behind her shoulders she sighs and nudges the door closed with her foot. Continuing to the kitchen, she doesn't realize that the door didn't close all the way. Dropping the mail on the counter she goes over to the fridge and grabs a Mikes Hard Lemonade. Twisting off the cap she sighs and takes a long drink. Removing her leather coat as she moves into the living room she drops it onto the couch and turns on the local radio station, letting the sounds of Ja Rule and Jennifer Lopez fill the previously silent air of the apartment. Going up stairs, she quickly changes out of her jeans and belly top, into a matching spaghitti strap undershirt and boxer set. Making her way back down stairs she heads back into the kitchen and takes another drink from the bottle. Looking through the cupboards she tries to find something to nibble on, coming across oatmeal cookies, she sighs in defeat and takes a couple as well as the Mike's and goes over to the couch, flopping down, she shifts and pushes the jacket further away from her, propping her feet up on the coffee table, she sits letting her thoughts get lost in the music..::..

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