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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 3, 2006 21:04:31 GMT
"Do you want some more wine?" I ask him, when I try not to move my leg. Everytime I do I keep feeling this tickling feeling in my stomach. It's pretty emberassing since I barely know this man and he probably doesn't feel the same.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 3, 2006 21:06:39 GMT
I slide my empty glass over to her, "Sure." I tell her, looking into her eyes when I meet her gaze. I grin.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 3, 2006 21:14:40 GMT
I smile at him 'If you don't want any more you can say it' Itell him, still smiling 'I don't mean to make you drunk"
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Post by Jacky on Dec 3, 2006 21:16:17 GMT
"Itll take a few more glasses to get me drunk, love." I tell her, not taking my eyes off her.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 3, 2006 21:18:57 GMT
I do finally look away 'well it does me; I smirk a little 'couple of glasses and wooh, I'm out of there' I chuckle a bit and blush 'not much of a drinker I am"
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Post by Jacky on Dec 4, 2006 16:29:33 GMT
I smirk and shove the now empty plate aside. "And we wouldn't want that"  |
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 4, 2006 18:36:14 GMT
I smirk a little "Not if you want to live' I joke and I get up. I take our plates and bring them to the kitchen.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 4, 2006 18:59:53 GMT
I watch her go, and when she disappeared into the kitchen I get up. I pour the empty glasses with wine once more so that the bottle is empty and I put it aside.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 4, 2006 19:25:40 GMT
in the kitchen I take a few minutes, talk to myself about calming on the wine.. Then I go back..
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Post by Jacky on Dec 4, 2006 19:49:04 GMT
And I hand her glass over. "One last to finish dinner properly." I wink at her.
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