<font color="gold"><font face="technical">.|. Femma smiles and follows him in... noting how sweet he was to open the door, etc. It was raining outside and her hair was spotted with the drops. When he stops at the bar and questions her she shakes her head slightly "no thanks, are you getting anything?" Fatal glances around the already crouded bar, luckly it wasn't evening. Dark opics drift for a moment then return back to him. Why did he fell so different then other people? He could look her straight in the eyes and she didn't feel uncomfortable or occward, she never felt like she was staring at him or he was staring at her. It just felt natural. .|.</font></font> -- Realistic Dreams: The Present : The Night Club

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Date Posted: 16:39:04 06/28/02 Fri
Author: Sonya
Subject: .|. Femma smiles and follows him in... noting how sweet he was to open the door, etc. It was raining outside and her hair was spotted with the drops. When he stops at the bar and questions her she shakes her head slightly "no thanks, are you getting anything?" Fatal glances around the already crouded bar, luckly it wasn't evening. Dark opics drift for a moment then return back to him. Why did he fell so different then other people? He could look her straight in the eyes and she didn't feel uncomfortable or occward, she never felt like she was staring at him or he was staring at her. It just felt natural. .|.
In reply to: Jase 's message, "=You Can Make The Rain Go Away=" on 07:05:57 06/28/02 Fri

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= "Okay.." His gaze shifted a little, glancing t'wards the bartender. "Nothing for the lady, and a Budweiser for myself." Grin is given t'wards the bartender, fore' his gaze returns 'home' to Sonya... watching her features in the dimly lit room. Every now and then when a disco light would flash, she would light up as well. This all brought out how beautiful she was.. And he was reminded of what he had said to her on the beach that first night. The cold beverage slid cross' the bar, and he grasped it firmly in his hand - taking a swing of it immediately, letting it cool his throat. All he knew at that moment was, whether she was ready to hear him say it.... He was going to say it soon; He loved her... = (NT) -- Jase, 18:32:12 06/28/02 Fri

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