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Subject: ^Wounded Dove^


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Sandra
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Date Posted: 12:11:22 02/13/04 Fri
In reply to: Vincent 's message, ".|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|." on 10:24:55 02/13/04 Fri

^As no call was given on her removial from the room she smiled slightly, reaching the bathroom she slipped in. Soon the sound of the shower could be heard as she washed up from her day, allowing warmth to seap back into her chilled bones. Vincent seemed to be a nice guy, but time would have to tell if she could trust him enough to let him know her past...if only alittle. Scrubbing away, the curvaious female thought. Soon water was shut off and body dried, humming slightly almost at ease once more with herself she towel dried her hair before slipping out of the bathroom. She was thirsty, but that required her going to the kitchen, well she'd get a glass of water and take it back to her room. Moving smoothly, clothed in the bathrobe Sandra made her way towards the kitchen, seeing him all setttled and ready for bed she smiled. No words were spoken, gaze filtering to his side of the room for but a moment before glass was grabbed and retreat made, bedroom door closed behind her. All her rooms had locks on them, and out of habit the bedroom door's clicked firm as she sipped her water before slipping out of the robe and into her rather blah pjs. This done, lithe form slipped into the bed of fluffy covers soft sigh escaping as she thought back over the past couple hours^


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