"Okay..." She agreed with a small smile and glanced over her shoulder at him once more before disappearing into the bedroom. There was no way she could pack up all her clothes so she just grabbed as much as she could and a couple other things that were lying about as well as all her make-up and other toiletries from the bathroom. Heading out, she grabbed a couple more things that were around and then pulled on a sweater before she was finally ready to leave. -- Luca Difranco's Apartment

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Date Posted: 16:48:34 12/13/04 Mon
Author: Dom
Subject: "Okay..." She agreed with a small smile and glanced over her shoulder at him once more before disappearing into the bedroom. There was no way she could pack up all her clothes so she just grabbed as much as she could and a couple other things that were lying about as well as all her make-up and other toiletries from the bathroom. Heading out, she grabbed a couple more things that were around and then pulled on a sweater before she was finally ready to leave.
In reply to: Brett 's message, " Days go by " on 21:56:39 12/12/04 Sun

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He followed after her after he had turned on the car, smiling gently. "Go on, sweetheart, let me carry your bag." He took it from her, grinning gently. "Come on, my place is like club med, for real." He winked teasingly, loosening up a bit as the time went by. It was easier to just relax then try and figure all this out right now, much easier. (NT) -- Brett, 16:56:25 12/13/04 Mon