"Mine too..." He teased with a small smirk, and then stretched his arms slowly above his head before one hand moved to toy with the fuzz taking over his features. He wasn't really intending to grow a goatee, but it had made his not shaving sound a little more planned rather than just lazy. "What do you want? Chinese, or something else?" He slid off the couch to sit on the floor, knees bent, fingers linked behind his head. -- Bailey Alexis' Apartment

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Date Posted: 11:00:10 05/10/05 Tue
Author: Colin
Subject: "Mine too..." He teased with a small smirk, and then stretched his arms slowly above his head before one hand moved to toy with the fuzz taking over his features. He wasn't really intending to grow a goatee, but it had made his not shaving sound a little more planned rather than just lazy. "What do you want? Chinese, or something else?" He slid off the couch to sit on the floor, knees bent, fingers linked behind his head.
In reply to: Colin 's message, "
I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
" on 09:14:25 05/10/05 Tue

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"I don't care." She stated, closing her eyes again as she let out a soft breath. With a growl, she reached down, tugging off the thigh high pantyhose she had been wearing and tossing them over the back of the couch. "I hate dressing up, why does it seem that my damn capabilities are measured in the way I look instead of the fact that I can run fucking laps around those fat bastards?" She growled lightly, clearing so discontent with the way her day had gone. (NT) -- Bailey, 11:14:38 05/10/05 Tue