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Date Posted: 01:30:13 06/19/04 Sat
Author: Staie
Subject: She was aching to ask him what he was thinking, to know what was going through his mind but instead she just shifted, stretching out on her stomche on the sand - laying her head on her crossed arms. She took comfort in the scent buried in his hoodie.
In reply to: Anastacia 's message, "...." on 23:27:11 06/18/04 Fri


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  • It was hard not to touch her then - rub her back, or play with her hair - and it occured to him how strange it was that even after nearly four years apart, some things still felt so right. "How'd you get out here?" (NT) -- Ryan, 01:31:54 06/19/04 Sat
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