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Date Posted: 21:49:43 10/24/09 Sat
Author: Ronon
Subject: ..::Outlaw Torn::..
In reply to: Lyla 's message, "-*Local walgreens*-" on 11:28:22 10/23/09 Fri




Ronon took a couple of steps back as she thumped her head back against the train. If he didn't put some space between them he'd put his hands on her again. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans and watched as she striped her shirt off. his eyes slid over her skin, a smirk pulling at his lips as she unbuttoned her pants, hooked her thumbs on the hem of her jeans. "I can only think of one thing that would be better..." He smirked and pealed his shirt easily over his head, tossing it on the ground beside her clothes. His chest was broad and well toned, deeply tanned and well muscled. Nothing so grand as anyone who works out, but well defined with that natural, hard working look. He watched her as he unbuttoned his jeans, toeing his boots off at the same time. As his jeans hit the dirt, he stepped forward, reaching up to stroke a hand across her cheek. He licked his lower lip as his fingers ran down her neck and out over her shoulder, sliding the strap of her bra off her shoulder as he went. "I think I may have to take you home after tonight... So don't be surprised when I ask... Lets get going" Before I fuck your brains out against the train car, woman...


Sometimes I feel like Jesse James
Still tryin' to make a name
Knowing nothing's gonna change what I am
I was a young troubadour
when I rode in on a song
I'll be an old troubadour
when I'm gone



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