She pursed her lips and settled down on the couch beside him "My names Sharayah." She didn;t like being given random call names like that... branded as any other girl who's pants he tried- and usually managed- to get into. "Where do you want it...." She let her gaze trail down over his torso, lingering on his chest throught fully, thats where she'd always imagined it. "What offer would that be?" -- The Thomas Residence

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Date Posted: 12:02:10 06/15/05 Wed
Author: Rayah
Subject: She pursed her lips and settled down on the couch beside him "My names Sharayah." She didn;t like being given random call names like that... branded as any other girl who's pants he tried- and usually managed- to get into. "Where do you want it...." She let her gaze trail down over his torso, lingering on his chest throught fully, thats where she'd always imagined it. "What offer would that be?"
In reply to: Jake 's message, "She knows what you want and she's got it so she flaunts it.. so get up on it -- players only love you when they're playing.." on 07:04:23 06/15/05 Wed

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"To be your human canvas." He looked over his shoulder at his back, which was cluttered with scars and the large tribal tattoo she'd done on the back of his shoulder a few years before. "Wherever you see fit, except for my face of course... Sharayah." He raised a brow in her direction when he said her name, his dark eyes meeting hers, noting the voyage of her eyes, wetting his lips a bit. (NT) -- Jake, 12:22:18 06/15/05 Wed