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Subject: .:. bonfire and marshmellows! .:.


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Zeth
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Date Posted: 04:28:20 07/01/09 Wed
In reply to: Alicia 's message, "$Burn Baby Burn$" on 13:03:04 06/30/09 Tue

.:. That last four years had found Zeth penniless in the streets of London. Zeth was a determined male though and always had been. He’d set out one morning to get back to his old lifestyle which meant having enough money to seduce even the most faithful of women. He’d accomplished this goal by beginning work as a dish washer while keeping a keen eye on the long term resident chef’s demeanor, recipes, and style. Once he was able to replicate that in his own studio apartment’s kitchen, it was just a matter of time before the chef would fall off the face of the earth and Zeth could slide in as a replacement. A week after Zeth learned the chef’s signature pasta dish recipe, he promptly left for the night and was never seen by anyone at the restaurant again…well, except for Zeth who he met in the dark alley that night. The next evening Zeth happily stepped in when the chef did not show and impressed the owner so much he was given a the job. Now that Zeth had the money for his endeavors, it wasn’t long before the women followed. He went most places with at least two beautiful and thin damsels on each arm. But it wasn’t long before he realized that the most beautiful of the women were models. This is were he got the clever idea to pose as a photographer. Again, he studied from his studio window into the opposing buildings photography studio. Once he got the hang of it, there miraculously was another opening in the field. This is where Zeth had picked up his new skills among many others. At Alicia’s mention of his cooking skills, the image of the hostess’ tight ass being pushed against the freezer door mentally struck Zeth. He guarded this imagery from Alicia’s as instinct and smiled at her, batting away any subsequent images from appearing unwontedly again. “I have indeed practiced. You’ll be a well fed wife, I assure you.” Their phone conversations had never been long or heart felt. They’d started with the traditional, “how are you?’s” but had never managed past that. But he was glad that he’d come home and that she’d taken him back. At the mention of furniture, he turned slightly in his barstool to examine the dining room area. The hutch had somehow migrated into their apartment but he couldn’t remember how. “We could just get a whole new set…” he looked at her face for expressions this might evoke to the surface. .:.

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