<font color=white>~She gasped as his lips connected with her flesh, her gasp turning into a soft moan of pelasure. Hands came up to rest on his shoulders.~"Thats... one way..."~She said between small sounds of pleasure.~</font> -- Jonathon and Ciara's House

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Date Posted: 21:29:39 12/10/04 Fri
Author: Ci
Subject: ~She gasped as his lips connected with her flesh, her gasp turning into a soft moan of pelasure. Hands came up to rest on his shoulders.~"Thats... one way..."~She said between small sounds of pleasure.~
In reply to: Ciara 's message, "Sweet Dreams Are Made of These" on 20:34:16 12/09/04 Thu

>She stood in the middle of the living room looking at
>the mess around her. The kids had been taken away by
>Keenan who seemed to want to spend the day with them,
>and she had decided not to go into work on this
>Saturday, but to stay home and clean. The living room
>was a disaster, filled with the kids toys and junk.
>She was going to turn one of the empty rooms in this
>obnoxiously large house into a play room for them.
>That way it could stay messy and she owuldn't have to
>see it. She was dressd in a simple pair of tightly
>fitting jeans, and a tank top, hair piled on top of
>her head. Bending over she grabbed for a toy and
>somehow managed to trip over a small truck of Dimi's
>as she stepped towards the next one. Falling over onto
>her back she let out a little screech and then broke
>into laughter. Laying there she held the stuffed
>animal she had been going for to her chest, she was
>such a clutz.

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.:he grinned and mumured:. oh really? .:his tongue ran along her milky skin:. (NT) -- Jonathon, 21:40:06 12/10/04 Fri