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Date Posted: 11:38:44 03/05/07 Mon
Author: Lucian
Subject: A holiday from real
In reply to: Savatore/Rachelle 's message, "
This is that day cause I can feel it
You know the type of day you ain't lettin' bad vibes invade your spirit
As the birds chirp your favorite tune
" on 09:56:10 03/04/07 Sun

He exhaled a soft breath as she called him out on his experiences in the back seat of his car, but then he was quiet as he listened to her uncomfortable questions - hating that she even had to ask. He shook his head and frowned gently, a hand raising to cup her jaw as he leaned in to catch her lips sweetly for a moment before responding. "Never, Rachelle. I love that I get to be the one to do everything with you for the first time..." His voice was quiet and his hand dropped to draw her legs so they were across his lap and she was facing him as he kissed her softly again, warmly - clearly unconcerned about messing up his seats. The leather could be cleaned. "Seriously, no other girl even compares to you. You're miles above them all." He meant it too - he had discovered the wonder of being intimate with a girl he actually cared deeply for and he wasn't sure if he could ever go back to just having casual flings. His fingers ran slowly over her leg and then reached up to brushed back her hair quite tenderly as he met her gaze, trying to judge if she was upset or mad or confused so that he could try and figure out something to say to her to make her feel better. He wasn't very good at this, but he was learning, and he was trying very hard to get better.

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