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Date Posted: 09:17:46 09/27/06 Wed
Author: jake
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Keisha 's message, "inside" on 09:07:37 09/27/06 Wed

(He smiled at her absent statement even as he focused on answering her questions.) I know what you mean. My bike will have to go into storage soon. (And he wasn't looking forward to driving the truck again.. it was a decent vehicle, just not his preferred mode of transportation by any means. He let out a stream of smoke and watched it rise towards the cieling of the porch, absently wondering what part of that mess was smoke and what was his breath misting from the cold.) I was talking in the last two weeks.. (He said softly, wondering if he even wanted to consider the last two years, which hadnt been his best by far. He thought about how he had been.. the half-arousal he'd had for two weeks, the constant reminders of her jumping up at the worst time to make him ache, the inability to sleep, lack of appetite, lack of fun in general..) I've been alright. I..uh.. cleaned your bike a couple days ago. (Obssessed over it really, simply because it was hers and it provided him an outlet for his frustrations. He felt the insane urge to go to her.. but he knew that to do so would turn what little contact he had with her upside down.)

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