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Date Posted: 22:25:37 11/18/06 Sat
Author: Braden
Subject: inside
In reply to: Reese 's message, "Inside" on 20:57:38 11/18/06 Sat

"I am kind of comfortable here..." He murmured softly, so torn in his intentions. He knew that if he made love to her now, he would just find their releases and then he would pass the hell out, he didn't want her first time to be like that. He wanted to explore her body, taste her, love her and then cuddle with her afterwards and talk, answer any questions she might have about what they had just done. If he laid down in bed he was either going to pass out or take her and he wasn't ready to do either of those things so he tugged her closer and rested his chin on her shoulder, eyeing the dog. "Did Skeeter pawn the pups off on anyone else?" He didn't remember seeing that many over at Skeeters so he figured he must have gotten rid of a bunch of them at one point or another - he just wanted to keep talking to her. He wanted to keep talking to her all night long... as long as he didn't fall asleep right there on the sofa - he'd roll over and squash her without even realizing it. Smirking at his own weird thoughts, he shifted his hand so instead of petting the dog he was playing with her hair. "I am tired." He finally admitted. "But I don't want to stop being awake with you yet..."

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Inside -- Reese, 23:05:08 11/18/06 Sat