<font color=plum>She was content just to stay where she was, but she had had enough of the water scene for awhile. Slowly she makes her way out of the spring. Dark locks once more returned to her shoulders, brushing over the swells of her breasts where they remain soft and peaked. The flatness of her stomach leads to her navel before she turns around, line of her back ending at the soft yet firmness of bronzed buttocks. Slender legs move her to where she had set her underthings, quickly putting them back on. It was almost like a bikini she told herself. There was no way she could rough it as he did</font> -- The Trip

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Date Posted: 17:48:46 10/08/01 Mon
Author: Meessh
Subject: She was content just to stay where she was, but she had had enough of the water scene for awhile. Slowly she makes her way out of the spring. Dark locks once more returned to her shoulders, brushing over the swells of her breasts where they remain soft and peaked. The flatness of her stomach leads to her navel before she turns around, line of her back ending at the soft yet firmness of bronzed buttocks. Slender legs move her to where she had set her underthings, quickly putting them back on. It was almost like a bikini she told herself. There was no way she could rough it as he did
In reply to: Req 's message, "( There was nothing to do about it . . . he had wet boxers and that was it . . . aside palm leaves, etc. he had nothing to wear . . . it was inevitable at the moment he wouldn't have anything until tommorrow when they could swim out to the reck and see if they could find any clothes or things they could use . . . dark gaze shifting to watch her as he turns to scope the land . . . latching on to her form . . . gaze filling with a dominant, primitive flame and desire . . . watching . . . eyelids hooding ebony eyes . . . watching . . . )" on 17:42:58 10/08/01 Mon

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( Gaze shakes off lightly . . . that would keep the line set . . . as long as she kept it all on . . . dark gaze now cold and icy . . . slips into the lean to and settles on the far side in the lush grasses . . . sculpted six pack visibly tapering to slim hips . . high cheek bones and sharp jaw accented by darkness . . . arms behind his head, lids fluttering shut . . . ) (NT) -- Req, 17:52:33 10/08/01 Mon
- She looks to the surrounding jungle. She couldn't stay there, she needed to get away, spend time alone. She sees something of a clearing and enteres into the density of the trees. Slowly at first as she was unsure, but gradually kicks into a normal pace as she weaves her way around, wincing ever so often as a rock is found under her foot. She finally rests in a tiny clearing of grass where she sits, tears stinging. She for some reason felt the urge to cry, let it all out while he wasn't around (NT) -- Meesha, 17:55:49 10/08/01 Mon
  - ( Is aware of her departure but wasn't up to chasing her naked through the jungle . . he'd gotten enough gashes and cuts on his way through . . . it wasn't gonna work . . . . there was no way he could stay alone on an island with her without touching her . . . and having a general idea of how incredibly long they'd be on this island she'd probably get sick or infected or knocked-up or some other problem . . or he'd get killed from some other moronic idocy that he always found ways into without trying . . bronzed skin gleaming as he sits up some gaze shifting towards where she had disapeared to . . ) (NT) -- Req, 18:09:41 10/08/01 Mon
    - She sniffs, fingers desperatly trying to keep the tears from slipping down her cheeks. She fails miserably. After long last she quiets, sinking down to lay in the shaded grass, body still shaking from previous sobs. She thought about her life in Chicago, her life with Req, her short time with Julian and then the dreams of Europe and Africa she wouldn't see now. She closes her eyes, dark lashes weighing heavily as she slips into a quiet slumber (NT) -- Meesha, 12:38:56 10/09/01 Tue
      - ( The skies now sooted with the shade of night . . glowing stars imperuclating the masterpiece of navy silk . . worry starts to eb through him . . it was too quiet . . . lithely making his way from the lean to he grabs his boxers and pulls them on still somewhat damp but dry enough . . . pads towards the generality where he saw her exit . . . starting down the winding path she had taken and left less than obvious signs she'd been but finally as darkness smothers the light he finds her . . nested in the soft grasses in a clearing . . . watches her lightly the initial worry that she was hurt or dead fading as he watches her in her peaceful, serene sleep . . . powerful body sweeps towards her . . . the seductive gentleness about him . . copper, muscled arms sweep her against him . . starts back to camp with her entwined in his arms . . . gaze every so often flickering down to watch her . . ) (NT) -- Req, 16:18:43 10/09/01 Tue
        Soft moan emits from her lips as her hand moves up his chest and rests on his shoulder. She was dreaming. His strong arms were around her, he would never let go he swore. Never again. She sighs slowly drifting awake as the movement becomes rougher. Jade eyes look up into the face of the man she knew so well. His sculpted features so familar, the beating of his heart all she had ever really wanted to hear. But it hits her then...the situation and she wondered why he was carrying her (NT) -- Meesh, 17:24:38 10/09/01 Tue
        Inside -- Req, 17:44:59 10/09/01 Tue
        She looks at him, the fleeting moment had disappeared. Wordlessly she moves ahead, she wasn't going to argue. Not now. *Julian was nothing to me...* She simply states *...just somethign to fill my void* (NT) -- Meesha, 19:45:25 10/09/01 Tue