<font color=indigo><font size=1>.+ i'll leave that to you +.</font></font> -- +.. sede di armonia ..+

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Subject: .+ i'll leave that to you +.

Author:
dammar

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Date Posted: 10:59:02 07/29/02 Mon
In reply to: hexe 's message, "[x. dont piss the litter box now .x]" on 19:12:23 07/27/02 Sat

.+ vile sneer etches way 'cross labrums, crepescular harks slowly untangling from mass o' wind-blown taffeta. wry amusement flits 'cross tarnished facade, oh this would not be so easy for her to weedle her way 'nto his affections +.
oh, don't worry 'bout it, i'll leave the 'pissing' part to you
.+ hell's whipcord dashes 'cross well-built quarters, tendons easing right forelimb 'way from terra incognito. muscles unbunch, sinous bod relaxing. this might take awhile. o well, the run could wait. refined 'n' polished cerebrum tosses, o this one was vain, hung up on herself. what a pity he had lowered himself this low. gradual sigh sweeps o'er vocals, parting plush duo. alright. fine +.
very well. presence granted, let us call it a probation of sorts. a trial offer.
.+ smirk catches at ashen labs, depthless orcia resting somewhat fatigued 'pon asinine femorra. nay, 'twas not a companion he differentiated against. 'twas memories. smirk fades, o'ercome by other things. troubled. mere flick o' encarta signals end o' converse, turns 'pon heel. so long, i must tend to my duties of late, which happen to be very many, or none at all. shall we meet again +.

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