<font color=gray>She laughs at that and shakes her head. "My parents are never home... they trust us... just me and my sister Nicole stay here, when she isn't modelling in new york". Closing the door behind him she brushes past him, her fingers catching his briefly as she guided him in the direction of the lounge and then the kitchen, the lounge was vast with oak floors stretching throughout, light beech wood surfaces matched with glass tables and shelving creating a warm but natural feel, cream leather couches looking as expensive and luxurious as they were. The kitchen was tiled floors and crome fixtures, very modern with a large island in the center of the room. </font> -- The Banks Home

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Date Posted: 11:47:03 07/03/04 Sat
Author: Tara
Subject: She laughs at that and shakes her head. "My parents are never home... they trust us... just me and my sister Nicole stay here, when she isn't modelling in new york". Closing the door behind him she brushes past him, her fingers catching his briefly as she guided him in the direction of the lounge and then the kitchen, the lounge was vast with oak floors stretching throughout, light beech wood surfaces matched with glass tables and shelving creating a warm but natural feel, cream leather couches looking as expensive and luxurious as they were. The kitchen was tiled floors and crome fixtures, very modern with a large island in the center of the room.
In reply to: Jake 's message, " Knock, Knock, Knockin' on heavans door " on 11:08:14 07/03/04 Sat

>He had flowers sent here the day before and now here
>he was himself - clad in dirty style torn jeans, flip
>flops,and a tight tee shirt that read "Beachtown
>Summer camp". His hair was messy but stylish, his eyes
>wandering over the house. This place seriously
>hardcore money, definate plus - not to mention the
>girl was gorgeous...it was turning into a nice little
>distraction for awhile...

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"Very nice." He smiled a bit, a hand wrapping around hers lightly, just letting her give him the tour. "Your sister used to live in new york right?" He thought he remembered that from back in the day. -- Jake, 11:48:43 07/03/04 Sat