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Date Posted: 07:12:05 06/16/02 Sun
Author: Skyler
Author Host/IP: 12.150.138.98
Subject: I just made you say Underwear
In reply to: James, Kevin, and Raines 's message, "I could hide out under there" on 06:58:39 06/16/02 Sun

One booted pedate dances forth slender hips cocking with casual abandon, starting to ‘tap’ her foot to the beat of the song playing. “Hey the truth always hurts! If you can’t take it don’t dish it.” she comments lazily watching Raines. Raising glass to orifice once more draining the remnants of liquid before moving off to pour another double shot. Sultry alto vernacular picks up with the lyrics of the song played, a favorite of her’s at the current:
“Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealin'
Tired of livin' like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken for handing you a heart worth breaking
I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head scream "are we havin' fun yet?"

Crania nodding softly to the beat, vocals continue as she lowers her glass moving to the pool table, slender hips swaying with subtle feminine ease drawing the odd male’s glance to her. The game continuing with slower procession than it had begun…finally coming down to the last shot, she had one stripe still residing on the table where Raines had two including the 8 ball. Walking around the table eyeing her shot, her last ball residing dangerously close to the 8 ball…quickly settling to take the shot, it was dangerous but what the hell...taking her time biting lower lip taking the shot, waiting in agonizing suspense as the que ball collides with the two balls, “Nooo” a faint wail issued falling to a squatting position as the 8 ball skitters into the pocket. “Fuck!” shaking her head in defeat before handing the pool stick to James “ya’ll are up.” Stalking towards the table reclaiming glass draining it for a second time, dropping slight chassis into empty seat.




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