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Post by The Smith on May 25, 2008 2:46:53 GMT -5
The Sea Lord raised the gown all the way up, and soon his own pants fell away. Reaching up he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled it back. He entered her strongly, and leaned close to whisper, "You will look unkempt." He kissed her face.
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Post by brigida on May 25, 2008 2:52:07 GMT -5
The encounter lasted longer than she should have lingered, but it was passionate, and she could bring herself to say no more during the height of their exchange. As the mood fizzled from passion-driven to nostalgic, Tristeza's eyes were large, and full of longing as she kissed Sergyo for perhaps the last time. "I will miss you," she whispered in his ear as they clung to one another.
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Post by The Smith on May 25, 2008 2:54:23 GMT -5
The Sea Lord pulled on his pants and said, "You will miss me." Pausing for a long time he added, "I will too." He turned and moved away going back around his desk to sit down.
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Post by brigida on May 25, 2008 2:57:04 GMT -5
Tristeza gazed at him a moment, forming a mental picture of the way he looked sitting at his desk, to add to the ever growing album of mental images she had of him. When she had gotten every detail she could manage, Tristeza turned, and left, pausing only momentarily at the door to straighten her hair into a semblence of it's former knott, and to tug at the wrinkles in her gown.
She left without further comment.
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Hope you all are well and happy.