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Date Posted: 22:30:08 05/11/01 Fri
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+Romeo+shall thy heart be taken and hurt, he will mend it+
's message, "+muzzle is outstreched towards her...+" on 21:52:07 05/11/01 Fri
~Her soft brown eyes are covered with light white lids. Slowly, she opens them desire and passion glowing in a fire. Her heart jumps at his touches. The wind wraps around them. Her lobes twist at his handsome, rugged voice. Her chest beats rapidly. Her voice soft, light, barely audible is found...~Yes, sire...~She outstretches her neck, her teacup muzzle brushing everso gently upon his neck. His long ebon mane tickling her face. Her soft lips of pure sharp delicacy are curled into a gentle smile. She pulls her head back in, her muzzle tipped in to her chest. Her eyes looking up at him with a devilish way, yet her sweet presence and loving passion was nothing but Angel...~
*~The Silver Kiss~*
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