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Subject: -Never Live Down My Deceit-

Author:
Jim

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Date Posted: 23:45:27 04/20/06 Thu
In reply to: Reece 's message, "::A Handful of Guilt::" on 15:43:17 04/20/06 Thu

Jim strokes his hand softly over her arm, kissing the top of her head as she drifts off to sleep. Waiting for about ten minutes he yawns and shifts her slightly on his lap so he could stand with her. Moveing into the bedroom, he pulls the covers back and lays her on the sheets, sheets that he hadn't slept in yet and so where actualy clean, thank god. He moves around the bed and slides into the bed beside her, curling up with a large arms around her waist and his firm chest against her back

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Reece
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Date Posted: 17:09:00 04/22/06 Sat

Never once did Reece wake while he moved her to the bedroom. She sighs softly as he settles himself against her back, and a slight smile touches her lips. She turns her head, her chin resting on her shoulder. Eyes still closed, she whispers softly. So long as clothes stay on, I think we'll be okay. Then, without another sound, she settles into him more comfortably and falls back asleep.

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