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Date Posted: Mon, Oct 04 2004, 12:14am PDT
Author: Griffen Miller
Subject: He answered the door, the chain still strung across. He would have demanded a name, but he never could deny a pretty face. He unlatched the chain and offered an inviting sweep of the arm. "Hello sweetie. How can I help you tonight?" He was wearing a beanie half pulled down over his forehead, but other than that nothing different about him, studded belt, a home made tank top that was once a decent looking t-shirt, and girly skinny jeans. His free hand was tucked inside his pocket, for being a rail, he was a solid figure, but nothing could disguise his shifty eyes.
In reply to: Daniella Roswell 's message, "
She's just a lost little girl
" on Mon, Oct 04 2004, 12:09am PDT


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  • She pursed her lips idely, taking in the room before she brought her eyes to his with a low look of distrust there. "Where's Braden?" He was the man that she usually dealt with and she was uncomfortable with dealing with anyone else. She shifted a bit, adjusting the jeans over her boots that clung around her calves - she had the rest of her clothes for going out later that evening in her car parked down the road some - she hadn't wanted to wear the short skirt and tight corset top here. So she was a bit haughty at times, she could be really sweet, she just wasn't sure about these people who worked with...her dirty little habit. (NT) -- Daniella, Mon, Oct 04 2004, 12:19am PDT
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