<font color="orange">"Not quite, I just tell them that they aren't my type. I prefer beautiful pregnant women who could change her life so drastically from beach babe to a wonderful.. fiance.." He sat up, it wasn't romantic, and he was almore remorseful about asking in such an insensitive way but nonetheless the diamond princess cut appeared in his palm.</font> -- Apartment

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Date Posted: 21:10:25 03/07/02 Thu
Author: Robbie
Subject: "Not quite, I just tell them that they aren't my type. I prefer beautiful pregnant women who could change her life so drastically from beach babe to a wonderful.. fiance.." He sat up, it wasn't romantic, and he was almore remorseful about asking in such an insensitive way but nonetheless the diamond princess cut appeared in his palm.
In reply to: Krystal 's message, " What are you my blood? You touch me like you are my blood.." on 20:51:01 03/07/02 Thu

> She was nestled deep in the
>blankets of the four poster when she was awakened by
>the distinct, blunt movement in her stomach. Laying
>awake on her back for a time, she marvelled at the
>baby gymnastics class that had to be going on in her
>stomach- one hand placed over top.

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Her delicate brows raised drastically as she struggled to prop herself up on the stack of pillows behind her. "Oh my god.." (NT) -- Krystal, 21:13:03 03/07/02 Thu