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Subject: If you want one Author: Lyla [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10/18/09 6:09:56pm In reply to: Mike Giordano 's message, "Lighter?" on 10/18/09 4:55:38pm Her eyebrows raised in a quizzical way as she spotted the menthol in his hand. A man who smoked without a lighter? The thought struck her as odd, but she dismissed it with a coy smile. Maybe he just needed an excuse to talk to a pretty girl. They shared the same brand and she had just lit her own cigarette and returned the lighter to her short’s pocket. “Sure thing, Mike.” She let the name fall from her lips with ease. It was a good name for an attractive man. She caught her cigarette between two manicured fingers and passed it over. Her lips stick had rubbed off a bit on the filter but she took a step closer and pressed it to his lips. Meanwhile, her free hand caught his cigarette. They were close in the cold air and she could smell his aftershave. He smelled delicious. It was definitely her shifting nature that was truly the supreme with the senses; but, those skills lingered to her human form. Her long lashes, painted black with makeup, masked her eyes as she shifted her gaze over him. She started at his shoes and moved up. It was one of those smoldering looks that guys just can’t misinterpret. “Let’s just swap.” She was waiting for him to take her cigarette from between her long and beautifully sculpted fingers. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Re: If you want one Mike Giordano 10/18/09 6:47:59pm Unfortunately for Mike -- Lyla, 10/19/09 5:48:15pm So you think -- Mike Giordano, 10/19/09 7:01:20pm I do think -- Lyla, 10/20/09 12:04:01pm Gotta go..sorry -- Mike Giordano, 10/21/09 1:57:18am like hell you do! -- Lyla, 10/21/09 6:52:04am You don't understand -- Mike Giordano, 10/21/09 3:25:56pm