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Subject: Relaxing a bit, she smiles and shakes her head slowly. "Maybe next time. At the moment I really have to be going..." Letting her voice fade off, she stiffles a sigh and finishes buttoning up her dress. Then throwing her arms about his neck, she presses her lips against his in a passionate kiss. After several moments she pulls away; and taking skirts in hand, begins a dead run towards the castle to change. Author: Laura [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:03:16 03/30/01 Fri In reply to: Patrick 's message, "*Standing up slowly he slides his own shirt over his head. Without a word he places his hands on her shoulders and kisses her deeply. Then looks down at her with great interest. "Need some help?" Looks down at her button and grins slyly. His subtle charms seeming to dissapear on the spot.*" on 19:54:08 03/30/01 Fri [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *Waking from his make-shift camp site, the shirt rolled under his head proved useful as a pillow. Groggily sliding it over his head he overhears the commotion from the enchanted forest, knowing it must be where Laura is. An overwhelming shaking comes over him and he grips his knees tight to his chest and sighs and goes limp against the soft ground, still awake but tired as ever.* (NT) Pat 16:34:00 03/31/01 Sat