<font color=green> He dipped his head to press a kiss to the top of it, brushing her silky hair away and using the back of his knuckles to idly graze her dampened cheeks, pushing away the tears. He hated to see her hurt, but he hated to see her giving so freely of herself when he wasn't doing the same. Winding his other arm around her, he pulled her to his chest, dipping his head and resting his face against her shoulder lightly, warm breath whispering tickles along her neck. "I'm sorry, that's just the way I feel." He spoke, after a moment's hesitation.</font> -- Realistic Dreams: The Future: Sparx

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Date Posted: 19:37:22 02/07/05 Mon
Author: Tripp
Subject: He dipped his head to press a kiss to the top of it, brushing her silky hair away and using the back of his knuckles to idly graze her dampened cheeks, pushing away the tears. He hated to see her hurt, but he hated to see her giving so freely of herself when he wasn't doing the same. Winding his other arm around her, he pulled her to his chest, dipping his head and resting his face against her shoulder lightly, warm breath whispering tickles along her neck. "I'm sorry, that's just the way I feel." He spoke, after a moment's hesitation.
In reply to: Gabriella Montanaro 's message, "Think happy thughts..." on 08:43:20 02/05/05 Sat

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She hugged herself to him, her small hands fisting in his shirt, pressing her neck closer to his cheek. This relationship stuff was getting hard and starting to push away from her innocent fun. She sighed a little and swallowed a touch, her tears easing up her lips moving to his for just a brief moment to accept his apology. "I'm sorry .. " (NT) -- Bella, 19:42:37 02/07/05 Mon