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Date Posted: 20:11:26 10/08/02 Tue
Author: Dominique
Author Host/IP: cache-dc05.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.208.73
Subject: ..::..She looked up at him, her facial expression changing rapidly. "Why would I need you to check up on me?" She adjusts her posture so she can see his face more frontally, waiting to hear his response..::..
In reply to: Daniel 's message, ".x.he blew the hair out of his eyes, with slight laughter.x. yes, i do. i was on my way to the barber, but i wanted to check on you .x.he smiled as he watched her...man, men that were her "clients" didn't know how lucky they actually were.x." on 20:03:53 10/08/02 Tue

>>..::..Thin femmora enters the dark abyss that is her
>>residence. Switching on a lamp in the living room she
>>locates the cordless phone and dials an eleven digit
>>number. After requesting a male by name she waits
>>impatiently for three minutes, finally the male picks
>>up. "Yah, No.. I know I missed the flight....It was on
>>purpose!... Wai... Well if you shut up for a minute I
>>would tell you why!" Femmora's voice rises in rage.
>>She starts to pace the length of the apartment, it was
>>now or never. "I can't put up with this shit any more
>>Richard! I QUIT! There, you happy now....NO, there is
>>nothing you can do... Why? Because I found a better
>>job that doesn't put me in harms way everytime I leave
>>the ground.... I am sick and tired of playing Airplane
>>Sex Goddess... Well fuck you too then!" She hits the
>>talk button and throws the phone across the room.
>>Falling to her knees she begins to sob quietly, for
>>the first time in her life she had done something for
>>someone else. But why did doing something good hurt so
>>bad?..::..

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