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Date Posted: 19:28:17 04/28/03 Mon
Author: Brush Fire
Subject: Her muscles became loose and supple beneath his touch.
In reply to:
Jesar
's message, "[HAHAHAH that last line is great!]" on 18:26:57 04/27/03 Sun
"Is Desire around?" She fairly purred, manuevering herself out of his grip.
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He's unwilling to let her go. -- Jesar, 10:20:03 04/29/03 Tue
"I don't know," He murmers, and at this point he doesn't really care either. He rubs his head over her side protectively, eyes closed in ecstacy. (sp?)
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She despised weakness. -- Brush Fire, 17:35:05 05/01/03 Thu
Giving Jesar one last affectionate, but firm, nudge, she stepped away, distancing herself from the mushy stallion. A look from head to toe proved him to be much the worse for wear, and she frowned at him, "Why are you so scraggly?"
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He flushes slighty. -- Jesar, 09:51:27 05/02/03 Fri
"Been a bit depressed since you left," he murmered, then dropped his head after a few moments and tore out great mouthfuls of grass. His tail flicks at his sides out of habit, brushing flies from his thin coat.
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