He took in everything with a careful eye, though he kept glancing back to her. "What do you dance for ? A profession?" He questioned lightly, sitting down on a loveseat and looking up at her curiously. The place was nice - her section busy, but still private and thats really all that mattered. -- The Banks Home

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Date Posted: 12:51:44 07/03/04 Sat
Author: Jake
Subject: He took in everything with a careful eye, though he kept glancing back to her. "What do you dance for ? A profession?" He questioned lightly, sitting down on a loveseat and looking up at her curiously. The place was nice - her section busy, but still private and thats really all that mattered.
In reply to: Jake 's message, " Knock, Knock, Knockin' on heavans door " on 11:08:14 07/03/04 Sat

>He had flowers sent here the day before and now here
>he was himself - clad in dirty style torn jeans, flip
>flops,and a tight tee shirt that read "Beachtown
>Summer camp". His hair was messy but stylish, his eyes
>wandering over the house. This place seriously
>hardcore money, definate plus - not to mention the
>girl was gorgeous...it was turning into a nice little
>distraction for awhile...

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She laughed softly at that and shook her head, settling in the loveseat beside him, her legs curled under her easily "Nah... just for fun... I take a dance class down at the community center for the kids... I'd love to choreograph for musicals and such...but I'll probably end up becoming a lawyer or something..." She shrugged...it was a tough business to get into -- Tara, 12:56:18 07/03/04 Sat