<font color=red>*Her breathing was soft against his flesh, her face pressed into him, the flutter of her eyelashes could be felt lightly on his skin. She was surrounded his warmth,in his arms, in his scent, and never before had she ever felt so safe, so protected. It scared her so bad she didn't know whether to laugh or run away. And so she did what was custom to her when she got scared, when things were confusing and she didn't know what to do, she sunk into herself, pulling her thoughts into a safe place in her mind, letting her features lose their expression, eyes hide their light. She wouldn't let herself think about him, who he was, the words he had said to her. She couldn't. She would simply take from him the pleasure she needed, no emotions innvolved. It was the only way she could survive.*</font> -- Ariel's Room

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Date Posted: 09:22:44 02/12/04 Thu
Author: Ariel
Subject: *Her breathing was soft against his flesh, her face pressed into him, the flutter of her eyelashes could be felt lightly on his skin. She was surrounded his warmth,in his arms, in his scent, and never before had she ever felt so safe, so protected. It scared her so bad she didn't know whether to laugh or run away. And so she did what was custom to her when she got scared, when things were confusing and she didn't know what to do, she sunk into herself, pulling her thoughts into a safe place in her mind, letting her features lose their expression, eyes hide their light. She wouldn't let herself think about him, who he was, the words he had said to her. She couldn't. She would simply take from him the pleasure she needed, no emotions innvolved. It was the only way she could survive.*
In reply to: Angelo 's message, " Do you remember that?" on 21:23:36 02/11/04 Wed

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After she had been quiet for some time, and he had allowed his thoughts to wander to exactly what this meant, he stopped, craning his neck to try and get a look at her, and frowning when he saw the state she was in. "What are you thinking about?" It was the most cliche question of the century but he couldn't help himself. (NT) -- Angelo, 10:14:13 02/12/04 Thu