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Date Posted: Tue, Dec 06 2005, 9:12pm PST
Author: Josh
Subject: "Then he doesn't really have a say in what you do or where you go, now does he?" He smirked, more then aware that this girl that she was better then he was. "Now, I know I am just an old, little bit slow cowboy and I might'nt read to good or know all my numbers, but I do know a girls got a right to a mind and a life 'f her own." His eyes were sparkling playfully, he liked to mess with people sometimes, though it was never mean or malicious, he wasn't that kind of guy.
In reply to: Brooklyn 's message, "What I need right now is some sweet revenge to get back what I lost then.. I gave you all I had to give but I could never reach you.. " on Mon, Dec 05 2005, 8:14pm PST


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  • (She found herself being pulled into the charm of the man.. he was quiet.. probably didn't even own a cell phone.. and he had a way with horses.. and here he was respecting her mind and her life.. it was too much. With a slight smile, she reached over to take off his hat, laying it on her own head, continueing the walk they had paused.. looking odd in engligh habit and western hat.) Maybe I like his attention. (She said, not sure of what she was aiming for. She was used to fending guys off with a stick.. not enticing them.) And maybe I would like him to get some intelligence knocked into him at the football game on monday night. (She retorted, sarcasm in her tone.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 9:26pm PST
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