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Date Posted: 07.03
Author: Skeeter
Subject: inside
In reply to: Kyrian 's message, "Inside" on 07.03

He was still thinking about what was under Thelma's sweater when his phone buzzed that he had received a text and he flipped it open, his eyes widening when he read the reply. What did you do? Squeeze and aim into a glass? F. Remy. Did you drink it? That's not cows milk man. G is leaking everywhere. Kind of freaky. He sent that, smirking at their own form of shorthand. Him, Kyr and Braden tended to swear a lot, even in text form so just "F" stood for fuck, obviously, MFN was mother fucking, FNG was Fucking New Guy which usually meant Braden. The list went on and on with the different expletives that could be used in a text message. He sat his phone down and finished up his cereal, taking into into the kitchen to rinse out the bowl and put the cereal and milk away. As OCD as he was, he had strange habits, such as not putting the milk away until he was done eating. What if he needed more milk? It was silly to put it away until he was sure that he didn't need it. Once the kitchen was straightened up, he went to go check on the dogs kennels and then slipped his phone into his pocket. "Gia, I am taking the dogs out!" He called out, clipping on the pups collars along with Bambi's but not getting any leashes. The pups were trained enough now to not need them and Bambi quickly whipped them into line if they tried to act up. He headed out towards the beach, letting the dogs run for a bit and do their business as he sat down on the sand, waiting for the next message from his commander. He was really offset by the idea of Remy, usually very down to earth Remy, taking care of the leaking problem for his wife. Then again, he'd heard stories from Shay and Remy wasn't nearly as calm in the bedroom as he was outside of it seemed. He remembered over the winter, when anyone ever said anything about Scarves that Shay seemed to perk up an awful lot and he'd heard whispers and murmurs of silk and boy scout knots. Yeah, maybe they weren't as wholesome as they appeared.

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