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Date Posted: 06:58:42 03/06/07 Tue
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 was more comfortable expressing his feelings for her through the physical contact, but he still couldn't help the quiet, soft smile that touched his lips at her words and one hand shifted to cup her jaw as he tipped her face up to meet his lips for a warm moment. He broke away a little bit reluctantly so that he could gently tug her shirt over her head, and then shifted to tug her so that she was in his lap - they didn't exactly have all day to fool around in the back seat of his car, but he wasn't too concerned about rushing it just yet. It was a bit of a challenge for him - as much as he desired her and wanted her to feel desired, he also wanted somehow for her to know that it was more than just that for him. One strong arm wrapped tightly around her slim waist, his hand splayed over her bare rib cage as his free fingers tenderly brushed her cheek and then coaxed her lips back to his again, his eyes lightly shut as he kissed her deeply but so sweetly for a long moment. Maybe he did have a lot of memories of other girls in a lot of different places and situations in his everyday life, but he was struck suddenly by the desire to replace all those memories with ones that involved her - wanted to think of having her in his back seat every time he slid in to his car, just like he thought of her in his hot tub every time he slipped in or in his bed every time he crawled between the sheets at night...

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Anywhere you go love, I will follow -- Chelle, 07:28:22 03/06/07 Tue