<font color=666666> "To be your human canvas." He looked over his shoulder at his back, which was cluttered with scars and the large tribal tattoo she'd done on the back of his shoulder a few years before. "Wherever you see fit, except for my face of course... Sharayah." He raised a brow in her direction when he said her name, his dark eyes meeting hers, noting the voyage of her eyes, wetting his lips a bit.</font> -- The Thomas Residence

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Date Posted: 12:22:18 06/15/05 Wed
Author: Jake
Subject: "To be your human canvas." He looked over his shoulder at his back, which was cluttered with scars and the large tribal tattoo she'd done on the back of his shoulder a few years before. "Wherever you see fit, except for my face of course... Sharayah." He raised a brow in her direction when he said her name, his dark eyes meeting hers, noting the voyage of her eyes, wetting his lips a bit.
In reply to: Jake 's message, "She knows what you want and she's got it so she flaunts it.. so get up on it -- players only love you when they're playing.." on 07:04:23 06/15/05 Wed

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She pursed her lips before nodding to herself, yes... right there, right over his heart. She lifted her dark eyes to his a moment, holding his gaze intensly a moment as though she was reading is very sould through his eyes, trying to get to the core of him. She blinked softly after a moment and pushed him back into the back of the couch, leaning over to her kit and twisting so she sat facing him in the couch, opening up the box and selecting needles and ink and such. She put on a pair of medi-gloves and a medi-wipe and wiped over his skin quickly, before reaching for the transfere she'd had made for about a month, positioning it over his skin before pressing it on. "You got some trust in me Jake..." (NT) -- Rayah, 12:32:55 06/15/05 Wed