Create a New Forum Admin Login Member Login Contribute to Voyager Search VoyForums Help Desk VoyForums Exchange VoyForums Directory/Categories VoyForums Homepage VoyForums News FAQ - Frequently Asked Questions

[ Show ]

Support VoyForums

[ Shrink ]

VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Contact Forum Admin ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time | Archives: 1, [2], 3, 4 ]

Subject: ^Wounded Dove^ Author: Sandra [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 21:42:06 02/14/04 Sat In reply to: Vincent 's message, ".|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|." on 21:32:57 02/14/04 Sat ^For the first time since returning to CM since Jessie the bedroom door was not locked, the apartment no longer so lonely. Feeling sleeps embrace capture her, Sandra sighed as lids grew to heavy to lift once more, though the handsome face of the man beside her did not fade away...yet. Hours passed, the two seemingly more tired they they had thought, it was nearly 1pm and they had yet to awake. Light shudder was given by the lithe redhead as once more her past came back to chase her. Ted had found her again. Running wasn't option, there was yelling and fists flying, but all that was more remeberd was the pain. She'd been locked in his room, with him...for hours. Whincing slightly in her nightmare her body did the same in real life as a muffled sob could be heard rising from in her chest...she was crying^ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Replies:

Subject Author Date .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. Vincent 21:45:15 02/14/04 Sat ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 21:49:39 02/14/04 Sat .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 21:54:20 02/14/04 Sat ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 22:00:52 02/14/04 Sat .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 22:04:34 02/14/04 Sat ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 22:08:07 02/14/04 Sat .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 22:10:42 02/14/04 Sat ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 22:19:19 02/14/04 Sat .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 22:21:47 02/14/04 Sat ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 11:40:15 02/15/04 Sun .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 15:48:53 02/15/04 Sun ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 21:01:24 02/15/04 Sun .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 08:10:12 02/16/04 Mon ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 09:39:57 02/16/04 Mon .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 09:42:50 02/16/04 Mon ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 09:46:16 02/16/04 Mon .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 09:52:32 02/16/04 Mon ^Wounded Dove^ -- Sandra, 09:59:46 02/16/04 Mon .|x|. Neon Emeralds .|x|. -- Vincent, 10:04:30 02/16/04 Mon