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Date Posted: 02:15:15 07/08/03 Tue
Author: Micah
Subject: He was a very typical 19-year-old man, and she was a very pretty, very appealing girl, and it was morning, and they were so close... He was struggling almost visibly - she had been good about changing the topic, or moving away, or simply just stopping him, but she hadn't done anything to discourage him yet this time. It didn't help that he was crazy about her - not admittedly in 'that' way, but she was easily his best friend, and she had been there...
In reply to: Micah 's message, "

Morning comes and her hair's all a mess
That's when she thinks she looks her worst
It's times like this she don't know why
I can't take my eyes off her
" on 23:04:51 07/07/03 Mon


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  • She didn't want to stop him, and that much was obvious as her hands slowly slid over his shoudler, her pretty face tilted up for a moment. Her dark gaze stayed on him before the moment was broken by the shrill ring of the telephone. She jumped as if she was doing something wrong, scurrying over to answer the phone, "hello?" her voice was slightly breathless. "Oh...yes...hang on one moment..." She swallowed heavily, handing him the phone before she moved out of the room, fighting back tears; but not wanting him to see. (NT) -- Emma, 02:19:49 07/08/03 Tue
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