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Date Posted: Sun, Oct 09 2005, 1:16am PDT
Author: Deryk
Subject: "Now, now, kitten, thats not a fair assumption." He tipped his head, watching her before he reached into his pockets, trying to find his cigarettes. He patted down his jacket pockets before finding them on the inside one, withdrawing one and a lighter. "Can't lump every guy with tattoo's into a general catagory...tattoo's don't make people bad..." He looked over her body with a slight smile. "In fact, think you would be a pretty cute little piece for a tatoo, maybe right on your hip..something cute like tinkerbell or something..."
In reply to: Andi 's message, "


Everybody's talking
But they don't say a thing
They look at me with sad eyes
But I don't want the sympathy
It's cool you didn't want me
Sometimes you can't go back
But why'd you have to go and make a mess like that?
" on Sat, Oct 08 2005, 7:28pm PDT


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  • *She narrowed her eyes at him, part of him was just like every other man she had ever met.. but this other part of him was intruiging.* Why do you keep talking to me like that? *She was mystified. Most of the time she barked and men went back into the doghouse. This one followed her right into and tugged back. Her brow was furrowed in thought, she was analyzing him, something Cameron used to scream at her for.. the memories were so vivid that it was hard for her to believe it had only been two years since.. * Why do you act like you know me? (NT) -- Andi, Sun, Oct 09 2005, 1:21am PDT
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