Date Posted:07:10:50 04/17/05 Sun Author: Fenix Subject: he swallowed gently as he entered...dropping his phone and car keys onto the table beside the couch...settleing easily into it Your parents arent home? his voice was hushed...watching her with an intent gaze for a moment before turning to glance around...never really exploring the place In reply to:
Fenix
's message, "i'm in power for the hour" on 06:35:37 04/17/05 Sun
>as he continued down the driveway his speed
>decreased...easily stopping the bike in its place
>before removing to helmet...in which case was a bit
>too tight. A hand caught hers to help her off the
>bike....handing her the keys as he himself moved from
>the seat. It was late...nearly 1 in the morning to be
>exact...all they'd done was blow through a few tanks
>of gas and were just out on their own
