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Date Posted: 15:55:02 06/08/03 Sun
Author: Roxy
Subject: mmhmm
In reply to: Roxy 's message, ".boredom post, but long and mayhaps interesting--give it a click." on 00:30:46 06/01/03 Sun

With sultry flare she slid about him.

Side, side, spin, dip.

She tangoed about his struck form with feline grace and agility, coming from those whom have indeed had the opportunity to stretch those more akward muscles. Tail completely erect she marched before him with a seductress glare, snatching the string from her constricting corset. Remnants of the sequined garters tumbling to the plantation, ivory teeth snatched the golden ropes and watched the velvet drapings engulf them both.

The curtains are closed, cameras are off.
Care for a little after-the-show practice?

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[> big brother is a bad boy -- Big Brother, 16:02:20 06/08/03 Sun [1]

A soft nicker escapes his lips just barely, his muzzle providing fleeting touches down her spine, Returning to her head, he hesitates, and asks a question that had been just at the tip of his tongue. "How old are you, Roxy?" He whispered, masculine vocal heated now. She had dug herself in this far, wasn't much of a chance of turning back now.

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