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Post by jackspiratewench on Feb 14, 2007 22:21:43 GMT
She took his hands in hers and rubbed them softly. "I want to feel the real you...." she whispered
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Post by saltydog on Feb 14, 2007 22:24:15 GMT
He smiled,
"In time, my dear." he said.
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Post by jackspiratewench on Feb 14, 2007 22:26:02 GMT
She smiled.
"i never thanked you for saving my life," she said
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Post by saltydog on Feb 14, 2007 22:29:19 GMT
"No problem." Erik replied cheerfully.
He hadn't been this happy in a while... not since Christine left, anyway.
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Post by jackspiratewench on Feb 14, 2007 22:31:09 GMT
She realized she was still holding his hands and blushed and let go. "Sorry. i've been doing that al day,' she said shyly
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Post by saltydog on Feb 14, 2007 22:32:02 GMT
"It's alright. I rather enjoyed it." he said.
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Post by jackspiratewench on Feb 14, 2007 22:32:57 GMT
She smiled.
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Post by saltydog on Feb 14, 2007 22:35:58 GMT
SEath continued stalking him, mumbling incoherently.
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Post by jackspiratewench on Feb 14, 2007 22:36:37 GMT
"Do you hear anything?" she asked
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Post by saltydog on Feb 14, 2007 22:37:19 GMT
Erik shook his head,
"No..." he said, looking behind him.
Seath hid behind a few crates so as not to be seen.
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