Date Posted:06:42:52 04/18/05 Mon Author: Tara Subject: She narrowed her honeyed gaze at him in playful suspicion as he motioned her over. She hesitated before swimming into the shallows, trying to keep her gaze from drifting down over him as she arched a brow almost demandingly, though all in play "What?" 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
