<font color=green>seeing her arrive in style, he couldn't help but notice her. leaning against the counter, he watched her move with grace and heard her voice speaking those soft italian words. as she had her back turned, his eyes roamed her body. yes, typical male, so shoot him. he brought the steaming liquid in the mug back up to his lips once more for a sip.</font> -- RD Present: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Wed, Dec 22 2004, 7:07am PST
Author: Josh
Subject: seeing her arrive in style, he couldn't help but notice her. leaning against the counter, he watched her move with grace and heard her voice speaking those soft italian words. as she had her back turned, his eyes roamed her body. yes, typical male, so shoot him. he brought the steaming liquid in the mug back up to his lips once more for a sip.
In reply to: Tiera 's message, "She saunted into the lodge in her completely inappropriate stelletto heels, the black versace tailored suit fitting to her shapely figure with perfection, the skirt short, the jacket cut low to her cleavage. Her long dark hair fell like a drape of black satin over her shoulders, her olive skin made up perfectly, as she went in search of the same poison as he, pouring the coffee into a mug while she spoke in soft italian tones on the phone." on Wed, Dec 22 2004, 7:03am PST

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