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Subject: Well then. Author: Cirrus [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:53:09 01/16/03 Thu In reply to: × Oblivious × 's message, ".. ive arrived .." on 18:20:05 01/11/03 Sat won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls/ "Oh." Something thrust the mare headlong into a sort of conversational stalemate. Her secret surprise at those words, spoken completely nonchalantly, preceded an ostensibly disloyal influx of guilt to her veins, as if it bore some inscrutable semblance to adrenaline. Or whatever that stuff was called. She shrugged it off easily. She hated the feeling, the unecessary sweating, and the thought process that accompanied the additional bitterness of superfluous worries. But already her hasty, un-motherly dismissal was leaving a foreign, sour, distinctly uncomfortable taste in her mouth that triggered another ensuing scolding from Mr. Guilt. Dammit, where was her lawyer when she needed him? Wasn't this kind of crap considered an invasion of privacy in certain parts of Mexico? /that's why the lady is a tramp. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Yea Author: Maleah [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:28:04 01/16/03 Thu "She was talking to some colts, and they were fighting or something silly that colts do. Colts," She said, wrinkling her nose. "Know what I mean?" She said, but thought better of it. Perhaps her mother didn't, and she didn't want to offend her. "In any case, I'm sure she's fending for herself, wherever she is," Maleah says, nodding slightly.