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Date Posted: Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:17pm PST
Author: Josh
Subject: He shrugged a little. "Cuz it's mighty easy to talk to a stranger about things that your not comfortable talkin' to someone you know about." He nodded a little as if in some affirmation about his own statement. "Keep an eye on him." He requested as he turned to jog into the stable and grab his grooming supplies and then come back out. He careful started brushing the stallion who was obviously now basking in the attention.
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 had been just about to berate him for his butting in when he jogged off, and she rolled her eyes at the way she watched those jeans work. She had issues.. big big issues. Her hand ran over the stallion's side as she walked up towards his head, reaching into her pocket to produce another altoid for him, enjoying the feel of warm horse breath in her hand.) Why do I get the feeling you're the one keeping an eye on me? (She said to the horse, loving the soulful black eyes and the intelligent flick of an ear at her voice. She leaned back against the barn wall and administered a soft massaging rub between the ears for her new friend, while thinking about the stranger with the enticing blond curls. So what if he could read her pretty well, that didn't mean she had to marry him. Some men thought they knew everything.. well, she would show him that she wasn't as easy as he thought.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Tue, Dec 06 2005, 10:25pm PST
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