<font color=maroon> She snuggled deep in the warm terrycloth robe he'd provided, that smelled precisely like him, taking in a deep breath and releasing it. Maybe it was because it was the middle of the night, maybe that was why she was giving in - but she couldn't imagine doing it any other way. She took his lead into the other room, dropping down onto the bed, watching his muscled form move about the room in the dim light of the lamp by the bedside appreciatively. "Sorry I'm such a nutcase."</font> -- . Gabe Marchino's Home .

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Date Posted: 19:35:59 03/31/05 Thu
Author: Ace
Subject: She snuggled deep in the warm terrycloth robe he'd provided, that smelled precisely like him, taking in a deep breath and releasing it. Maybe it was because it was the middle of the night, maybe that was why she was giving in - but she couldn't imagine doing it any other way. She took his lead into the other room, dropping down onto the bed, watching his muscled form move about the room in the dim light of the lamp by the bedside appreciatively. "Sorry I'm such a nutcase."
In reply to: Gabe 's message, "All the sudden life is thrown back in my face
No matter where I go, how long I wander
I still feel so out of place " on 10:49:47 03/27/05 Sun

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He dug through his drawer until he found a tee shirt - one that brightly proclaimed the logo of his surf supply company - and tossed it to her. "I am used to it." He responded to her apolagy with a wink, a smile crossing his face as he shifted to tug on a pair of boxers and then head over to the bed. "Wanna stay in here with me tonight?" (NT) -- Gabe, 19:40:10 03/31/05 Thu