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Date Posted: 23:12:45 09/03/01 Mon
Author: James
Subject: His hands rest under the stomach of her shirt, heavy cool palms locked over her stomach. Mouths intertwining still. He makes a weak attempt to near the couch.
In reply to: Aiden 's message, "*Crossing through the living room, she scoops up her cat, cuddling him like a baby until he purred. Letting him climb up her shirt to perch on her shoulder as she gathered his bowl and a box of food, she hums softly, singing in gaelic.*" on 22:19:59 09/03/01 Mon


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  • *She makes another soft sound, this time it was in surrender. As long as he kissed her like that, she would fly to the moon for him.* (NT) -- Aiden, 23:16:21 09/03/01 Mon
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