<font color=darkorange> Her hand crossed her front to rest on her opposite shoulder, atop of his, squeezing softly and letting him know without words that she could tell he was about done with the idle conversation. She let his mind wander, let him have his time, as she engaged the young man in conversation about how he had started painting and he talked to her about how she sketched but she assured him it was more just a private hobby and she wasn't really comfortable letting anyone see her pictures - though that was a bit of a fib because Travis had seen her work and complimented it. She smiled as someone else wanted to speak to the young man so she turned to Trav, smiling sweetly. "Getting tired sweetie?" She questioned, reaching up to brush his hair back from his eyes yet again. </font color> -- RD Present: Downtown

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Date Posted: Wed, Aug 09 2006, 7:20pm PDT
Author: Cam
Subject: Her hand crossed her front to rest on her opposite shoulder, atop of his, squeezing softly and letting him know without words that she could tell he was about done with the idle conversation. She let his mind wander, let him have his time, as she engaged the young man in conversation about how he had started painting and he talked to her about how she sketched but she assured him it was more just a private hobby and she wasn't really comfortable letting anyone see her pictures - though that was a bit of a fib because Travis had seen her work and complimented it. She smiled as someone else wanted to speak to the young man so she turned to Trav, smiling sweetly. "Getting tired sweetie?" She questioned, reaching up to brush his hair back from his eyes yet again.
In reply to: Travis 's message, "Hands down, this is the best day I can ever remember" on Wed, Aug 09 2006, 11:19am PDT

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He smiled one last time to the younger man and then again when she turned to face him - but more genuinely now, not because he anything against the guy, but just because he was happier to be talking to her at this point in time. "I'm just about ready for you to take me home." He admitted without hesitation, but his tone was a little sheepish - he was plotting to slip away in the night before anyone noticed and could protest. He didn't really think anyone would mind though - he had paid his dues, and met lots of people, and been friendly and gracious. His hands rested on the smooth fabric of her dress pulled tight over her hips and he leaned down to kiss the side of her mouth sweetly. "You?" (NT) -- Travis, Wed, Aug 09 2006, 7:39pm PDT