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Date Posted: Thu, Aug 25 2005, 12:24am PDT
Author: Travis
Subject: "Double, please." He took a shot and sunk his ball of choice before she left, and then called after her retreating form, dark eyes glued to her figure. There was something so intoxicating about her - he just couldn't help himself around her, no matter what he thought or what he told himself to think or do when she wasn't around. With a quiet sigh, he just rested back against the edge of the pool table as he waited for her to return before he took his next shot - knowing her, she would accuse him of cheating if he played while she wasn't there.
In reply to: Travis 's message, "

Take in the extent of my sin
" on Wed, Aug 24 2005, 10:59pm PDT


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  • She came back with both their drinks, setting hers down on the table before she walked up close to him, handing the glass to him. "Did you get one in?" She questioned, though she didn't even bother to look at the table. She was just as intoxicated by him as he was by her, he crossed her mind at least once a day without her permission...one hand dropped to his jeans, tracing over a paint splatter absently, a smile on her face as she thought about him standing in front of the huge window...diligently working on some piece of art.. (NT) -- Lysia, Thu, Aug 25 2005, 12:28am PDT
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