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Post by Sarah on May 28, 2007 15:53:59 GMT
She slaps her hands over her mouth to stifle a giggle. Mary looks as though shes seen this sort of behaviour before, and is thinking to herself they'll regret it in the morning, and probably get divorced. Mirtha takes his hand and they leave.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on May 29, 2007 11:39:44 GMT
"Now where did I park our car babe?" I ask her, looking around. I guess the coke is now at a high level, soon enough the rush will be over. I can't even look straight  |
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Post by Sarah on May 29, 2007 16:12:59 GMT
Shes walked to a pink car parked a few feet away from him and is attempting to unlock it with her house keys...'Im pretty sure this is ours' she says to George...'or it will be soon anyways' she grins trying to get the door open.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on May 30, 2007 13:30:38 GMT
I burst out in laughing "No f*cking way Mirtha, NO pink car !!" I smirk and pull her away, making her scratch the car, wich is letting the alarm go off "Oops.."
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Post by Sarah on Jun 1, 2007 23:15:51 GMT
She pulls away from him...'thats my car..I want it, its mine!'...the owner is now rushing to it...'ok fine, you can buy me one later' she says smirking. She grabs his arm and they run round the corner of the street...'now what?' she says breathlessly
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 3, 2007 19:24:18 GMT
"I want my weddingnight, let's find a hotel,the car will come .. tomorrow?" He smirks
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Post by Sarah on Jun 5, 2007 17:40:14 GMT
She nods frantically.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 6, 2007 19:26:31 GMT
George dragged Mirtha along into a hotel. "Let's have some fun" He grinned and brought her up to a room...
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Post by Sarah on Jun 16, 2007 0:24:02 GMT
they get up to the room ~passionate..stuff~  ~the next day~ Mirtha wakes up with a huge headache..it takes her a while to figure out where she is...she turns her head and sees George sleeping peacefully. She groans and rubs her eyes... god whats going on.... Then she sees something sparkle on her finger..she frowns and holds her hand back to look at the ring on her finger...then parts come flooding back...vegas...partying...she gasps and turns to him...'GEORGE DID WE GET MARRIED?!' |
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 17, 2007 11:26:58 GMT
"hm?..wha? babe.." George groans and turns around 'How should I know? I'm asleep" He mumbled, cuddling closer against Mirtha..
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