He smiled in return, shifting to stub out the cigarette and stand up - always the polite one. "Hey..." He smiled lightly, watching her for a brief moment. "Do you want me to get you something real quick?" -- RD Present: Downtown

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Date Posted: Fri, Oct 01 2004, 8:23pm PDT
Author: Gabe
Subject: He smiled in return, shifting to stub out the cigarette and stand up - always the polite one. "Hey..." He smiled lightly, watching her for a brief moment. "Do you want me to get you something real quick?"
In reply to: Ace 's message, "What's it like to lose your memory? (Inside cause it's tooooo long!)" on Fri, Oct 01 2004, 8:14pm PDT

> She'd landed her own kids with
>Jordan, who was always happy to have them, and to whom
>she was always happy to hand them over. Not that they
>were bad kids, but she enjoyed some time to herself
>once in a while, instead of playing "wifey". This
>afternoon, though, she'd almost considered not giving
>them up and just hiding out in her apartment - she was
>nervous as hell, and her hands had shaken on the
>steering wheel, gripped with white knuckles, the whole
>drive here. She'd left her hair down, the thick blonde
>layers sweeping down her back, a white fitted tee and
>a pair of fitted jeans hanging low on hips that had
>developed some curve to them since childbirth. She
>made her way up the stairs, a small smile crossing her
>features when she saw him. "Hey.."

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