.x.he stired in the bed for a while before actually getting up. he ruffled his ungeled hair flat. he slipped his pant over hsi bottom half of his frame. leadding himself into the kitchen he grabbed for a cup to get a fresh cup of coffee.x. -- Dominique's Place

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Date Posted: 18:56:41 10/25/02 Fri
Author: Daniel
Author Host/IP: adsl-63-197-59-38.dsl.lsan03.pacbell.net / 63.197.59.38
Subject: .x.he stired in the bed for a while before actually getting up. he ruffled his ungeled hair flat. he slipped his pant over hsi bottom half of his frame. leadding himself into the kitchen he grabbed for a cup to get a fresh cup of coffee.x.
In reply to: Dominique 's message, "..::..Illusions Are Never Made Into Something Real..::.." on 18:50:13 10/25/02 Fri

>..::..Burnette femmora decends the spiral staircase
>making her enterance into the living area. She had
>left him sleeping up in her bed, forcing herself out
>from beneath the dark violet satin bedsheets. Putting
>on the coffee maker, she searches through her purse
>that was left on the kitchen counter. Coming out with
>a lighter and a cigarette, she heads out onto the
>balcony. Feeling the chill of the autumn air she
>shivers and pulls her silky chimese closer to her
>lithe form. Lighting the cigarette she takes a long
>drag, exhaling slowly. Thoughts flounder in her head
>as she gets lost in the scene playing out in the world
>below. She could see the lodge in the distant, the
>cars outfront, and the people milling about inside.
>She wanted to be there, to meet some new people, but
>she just couldn't leave him alone in her bed, could
>she? Taking another drag she shakes her head. Letting
>out the smoke she sighs softly, chills going through
>her body again she takes another drag, her eyes still
>wandering aimlessly, focusing on nothing, her mind
>silent for just a little while..::..

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..::..She takes a slow drag from the cigarette, hearing a noise behind her she turns around. Watching him through the glass she smiles to herself, the sight before her was for lack of a better word, cute, his ungelled hair and his bare torso made for a good combination. Tapping on the glass door she smiles and waves when he looks over, taking another drag from the cigarette..::.. (NT) -- Dominique, 19:07:11 10/25/02 Fri

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