<font color=plum>She closes her eyes, leaning her head to the side as he plays along her neck. She frowns slightly, what could she do? She couldn't avoid the pain...but maybe she could take his mind off of it. She smirks and moves her hands to her own shirt slowly pulling it over her head *can't it?*</font> -- JennJenn

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Date Posted: 18:31:56 07/09/01 Mon
Author: Meesha
Subject: She closes her eyes, leaning her head to the side as he plays along her neck. She frowns slightly, what could she do? She couldn't avoid the pain...but maybe she could take his mind off of it. She smirks and moves her hands to her own shirt slowly pulling it over her head *can't it?*
In reply to: Req 's message, "( Simpers . . hands wandering lightly up her shirt in back . . kisses lightly moving down her neck in a coaxing manner . . . teeth nipping lightly . . . ) That just can't be avoided . . " on 18:28:16 07/09/01 Mon

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( Following her intentions a light simper curves sculpted lips . . . ) Hmmm . . . not in physical state but . . . perhaps you could devoidingly help out a little . . ( Teases lightly lips lightly traveling down shoulders and across sternum, in between the valley of her breasts . . . hands light on her hips ) (NT) -- Req, 18:35:43 07/09/01 Mon
- She presses her own lips onto his shoulder, across his collarbone and up his neck, hands moving along his back, featherlight. She brings her hands to cradle his head, placing gentle kisses along his cheekbone before finding his mouth, tounge parting his lips as she dives into the kiss (NT) -- Meesha, 18:38:03 07/09/01 Mon
  - Mmmm . . ( Tongue finding its way into her mouth . . searches . . massaging hers . . hands creeping up ribs . . . thumbs gently massaging the swell of her breasts . . hips moving lightly to hers . . ) (NT) -- Req, 18:42:06 07/09/01 Mon
    - He tilts backwards from the pressure, her hands moving to wrap around his neck as she moves into him, hips playfully moving back and against his (NT) -- Meesha, 18:44:20 07/09/01 Mon
      - ( Murmurs lightly . . lips tumulting lightly in whispering touches as he seeks down her stomach and to her hips . . fingers nimbly adjusting pant buttons . . ) (NT) -- Req, 18:47:14 07/09/01 Mon