<font color=iceblue>She grins softly as she slips intot he booth, bringing her feet up onto the fake leather seats and crossing her legs indian style under the table. She'd had an amazing morning ont he waves, she wa son top of her form and her talent had really shone, and she felt great. Not to mention she had gotten to spend the whole day with him without having to go work for her dad or him having to be busy elsewhere "Its a good job I'm cheap... the amount of money I make bumming around at my dad's place I couldn;t hardly be anything else" -- Realistic Dreams: The Future: The Common

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Date Posted: 00:47:33 05/04/05 Wed
Author: Ari
Subject: She grins softly as she slips intot he booth, bringing her feet up onto the fake leather seats and crossing her legs indian style under the table. She'd had an amazing morning ont he waves, she wa son top of her form and her talent had really shone, and she felt great. Not to mention she had gotten to spend the whole day with him without having to go work for her dad or him having to be busy elsewhere "Its a good job I'm cheap... the amount of money I make bumming around at my dad's place I couldn;t hardly be anything else"
In reply to: Blake 's message, "We were made for each other, you and I " on 23:50:38 05/03/05 Tue

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He smirked lightly, his hand reaching over to squeeze hers absently before he picked up the menu. "I could afford it if you wanted to be frivolous you know, go out and buy a new board or get your hair done or something." He shrugged, his eyes browsing the menu in eager persual of something deliciously fatty to put into his tummy. His eyes fluttered up to hers occasionally, just cuz he liked to look at her - a smile playing over his features the whole time. (NT) -- Blake, 01:31:48 05/04/05 Wed