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Date Posted: 06/14/07 10:25pm
Author: Evelynn
Subject: Sweet dreams
In reply to: Durgan 's message, " I can feel it callin'..." on 06/14/07 10:17pm

(She watched as the man rolled over, her gaze moving over his body as he stretched and groaned. He was built like a god, every inch of him shifting with muscle and sinew, and her fingers suddenly itched to touch him. But how had she gotten here? She thought hard on that and frowned.. she had lain down in her field and... fallen asleep! She was dreaming! She sighed then, as the male spoke to her, relaxing a little bit even as he commented on her being afraid. She cocked her head.. she wasn't afraid, well.. not completely, anyways.. more like she was downright shocked and more than a little nervous. Her eyes widened as he relit the fire, and she realized he was Drakon, no wonder he was built like a warrior. He reminded her of the men of her cl- of the bastards she had once called clan. Her hand went to her throat, remembering the feel of rough hands there, cutting off her wind, until she had passed out and been left for dead. They hadn't strangled her, but they had damaged her throat beyond repair. She gestured and opened her mouth, shaking her head to tell him she couldn't speak. She could, however, feel the soft sheets beneath her and the chill of the air that made her skin ripple with gooseflesh. Intrigued by her dream-male, she reached out to touch the solid flesh of his arm, emboldened by the fact that this was a dream, and she could do whatever she wanted. And she wanted to be warm. She wanted to touch this male. She shifting so that she was on her knees beside him, looking down at him with a clear question in her eyes. Did he intend on complaining, or acting?)

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inside -- Durgan, 06/14/07 10:35pm
- Sweet dreams -- Evelynn, 06/14/07 10:43pm
  - inside -- Durgan, 06/14/07 10:52pm
    - Sweet dreams -- Evelynn, 06/14/07 11:01pm
      - inside -- Durgan, 06/14/07 11:12pm
        Sweet dreams -- Evelynn, 06/15/07 11:40am
        inside -- Durgan, 06/15/07 12:00pm
        Sweet dreams -- Evelynn, 06/15/07 12:17pm
        inside -- Durgan, 06/15/07 12:56pm
        Inside -- Evelynn, 06/15/07 1:35pm
        inside -- Durgan, 06/15/07 1:51pm
        Inside -- Evelynn, 06/15/07 2:05pm
        inside -- Durgan, 06/15/07 2:43pm
        Inside -- Evelynn, 06/15/07 2:55pm
        inside -- Durgan, 06/15/07 3:34pm
        Inside -- Evelynn, 06/15/07 3:43pm
        ,inside. -- Durgan, 06/15/07 4:35pm
        Inside -- Evelynn, 06/16/07 12:06am
        inside -- Durgan, 06/16/07 12:22am
        Inside -- Evelynn, 06/16/07 12:34am
        inside -- Durgan, 06/16/07 12:49am
        Inside -- Evelynn, 06/16/07 12:57am
        inside -- Durgan, 06/17/07 10:23pm