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Post by Hannah on Aug 15, 2007 13:08:57 GMT
As soon as he pulls her close, the hand is gone.. did she imagine it? She looks up at him, her eyes are big.. maybe it would make it better indeed.
She moved closer against Steven to make sure the hand wouldnt come back
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Aug 15, 2007 15:22:32 GMT
".. okay, don't be scared. I won't do it to you again"  he mumbled, not sure why she was looking so scared.. |
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Post by Lana on Aug 15, 2007 16:33:43 GMT
"I knew you wouldn't dare", - he chuckled with amusement and teased her, placing a very light kiss in the corner of her mouth, looking right into her eyes again with a boyish scallywagish smirk.
Suddenly, he gave her a full, passionate kiss onto the lips, when she least expected it.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Aug 15, 2007 17:05:40 GMT
Carla grinned. This was what she was looking for. This should have happened way earlier. And this was what she wanted to get right now.
She kissed Sam back with the same amount of passion, and wasn't able to stop her hands from roaming over his upperbody.
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Post by Hannah on Aug 15, 2007 17:15:10 GMT
"no no.." Jules mumbled and moved even closer. She looked into his eyes and kissed his lips, needing to get her thoughts off that hand... that hand that didnt exist... it couldnt.
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Post by Lana on Aug 30, 2007 13:42:54 GMT
He kept kissing her hotly, while his hand travelled to her back and caressed it. Sam smirked slightly, breaking the kiss and taking a moment just to look at her, into her eyes. Carla definitely looked eager, and it was more than obvious. He traced his finger across her cheek, teasing, while his other hand kept going further down, to the small of her back. ... Alicia was somewhere  |
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Aug 30, 2007 13:50:21 GMT
Indeed she was somewhere else. And so was someone. In the kitchen of the house. A friend of Carla's though. Tony. He was making himself a sandwich, snooping around the house. Why he was there? Cause he got thrown out of his place. Why didn't he mention it to Carla or anyone else? Cause he was rude and careless at times. Tony opened some cabinets, rummaging around, making it sound as if a ghost or a burglar was in the house.. Carla was upstairs and didn't hear much except her own panting. She pulled Sam's shirt up, trying to push it over his head, in the meantime she started kissing his extremely well shaped surfer-upperbody |
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Post by Lana on Aug 30, 2007 14:20:05 GMT
Alicia heard some noise in the kitchen, but from the louder noise coming from upstairs, she knew that her friends were all f*cking over there. Well, in couples, not all 4 at the same time. She rolled her eyes but then something fell in the kitchen and she gulped, licking her lips that had gone dry. She made a few steps carefully, and saw a dark silhouette there. Sam had already unzipped Carla's shirt and taken it off, so now he had a full-view of everything his lips moved to her neck, while he struggled to take his jeans off with just one hand |
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Aug 30, 2007 14:43:41 GMT
Tony sighed "Big place, no ketchup or mayonaise?" Carla giggled "That's right, take it off" She whispered at Sam |
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Post by Lana on Aug 30, 2007 15:25:04 GMT
"Wha-?" - Alicia gasped, recognizing Tony. She put her hands onto her hips and frowned: "What the fucking hell are you doing in our house so late, when noone has invited you, eh?" He stopped for a moment and pulled the jeans off, grinning at Carla: "I would pray for the person who invented a mini-skirt", - Sam smirked, letting his hand travel we all know where - "If I believed in someone pray-worthy, of course", - he laughed. |
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he mumbled, not sure why she was looking so scared..
