She had let him in at the gate, so when he knocked at the door she was ready for him, and let him in with a bright grin. Her honey blonde hair was twisted up at the back of her head and kept in with chopsticks, her small frame clothed in super low jeans and a cropped black hoodie that accentuated her dark caramel skin tones. She wound her slender arms around him in an exaggerated hug and pressed her lips to his for a sound kiss. She had missed him, and she didn;t mind admitting it. -- The Banks Home

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Date Posted: 10:22:21 07/06/05 Wed
Author: Tara
Subject: She had let him in at the gate, so when he knocked at the door she was ready for him, and let him in with a bright grin. Her honey blonde hair was twisted up at the back of her head and kept in with chopsticks, her small frame clothed in super low jeans and a cropped black hoodie that accentuated her dark caramel skin tones. She wound her slender arms around him in an exaggerated hug and pressed her lips to his for a sound kiss. She had missed him, and she didn;t mind admitting it.
In reply to: Fenix 's message, "undeveloped story - but it makes sense to me" on 06:50:14 07/06/05 Wed

>The key to the sleek black saleen mustang were slipped
>carelessly into pocket as tall form made its way down
>the stairs to her door - knuckles wrapping gently
>before leaning back on heels to wait. It'd been a day
>or two since he'd seen her...and as much as he hated
>to admit it the few days apart had gotten to him. A
>hand raised to brush through dark hair for a
>moment...lips pursing a bit.

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he smirked gently and kicked the door closed...playfully lifting her off the ground with a kiss before setting her down...a hand raising to brush a stray hair from her face - grinning idly Been good doll? he held her close still - watching her with an intent gaze as he set her back to the floor -- Fenix, 10:24:40 07/06/05 Wed