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Date Posted: Tue, Jan 23 2007, 11:41am PST
Author: Andre
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In reply to: Aislinn 's message, "All I wanna do is be there for the things that you're going through... is that good for you? Is it good for you?" on Mon, Jan 22 2007, 11:50am PST

The fact that she went to the beach EVERY morning was a little bit of a giveaway... added to that the fact he'd asked her what she was doing today last night.... a few quick calls had easily put things in order. "You'll see" He smirked, unzipping his wetsuit and leaving it over the rail to dry. It was january- and pretty damn cold out- but not too cold for what he had planned. He unlocked the door to the inside of the yacht and opened it wide for her when she was done with peaaling herself out of her wet suit, letting her into a very luxurious interior of highly polished mahoganny wood and cream leather, a jaccuzzi bubbling away in the center of the room and a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket just beside it. There was a bar to the left and to the right cream leather seating built into the furnishings, straight ahead were windows looking out tot he front of the boat and stairs down into the bedroom. "Now don;t get too used to this... its not mine." It belonged to a very good friend who was rarely even in this area- but when he was he treated Andre like his brother.

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She still looked at him suspiciously as she unzipped her suit and followed him down into the bottom of the boat. She let in a little breath, and looked over at him. "Are we... uh.. celebrating something?" She brushed her fingers through her damp hair, eyeing the warm water that was calling her name. She laughed when he said that it wasn't his - it was known that he was more than wealthy, and so was she when it came down to it- between sponsorship deals and winnings, they wanted for nothing, but there was rarely a surfer that carried on like movie stars and most sports stars carried on - she, herself, preferred her little hovel on the beach to any condo her money could buy her. (NT) -- Ais, Tue, Jan 23 2007, 11:57am PST