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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 15, 2004 2:02:20 GMT -5
"Ooh! Please..." I wrap my arms around him. I feel so good right now that I'm having a hard time thinking of anything else.
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Post by Hera on Aug 15, 2004 2:04:25 GMT -5
"Oh, so your security check entails removing your shirt. Well, I certainly don"t mind."
I laugh.
"So, how long do you think we have before Peter gets back to kick you out again?"
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Post by Yuber on Aug 15, 2004 2:07:15 GMT -5
"I think that he'll go back to his room. We've got the whoole night." He laughs too. "And yes, the security does invole the removing of my shirt. We here have a no shirt policy for the private security officers." He moves subtly closer.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 15, 2004 2:08:19 GMT -5
Bassarov unbuttons her shirt the rest of the way, pulls it off, and tosses it to the floor.
"You are an eager little thing, aren't you." He laughs, trying to lighten up the situation. But then becomes serious once again, dipping to kiss her neck, and down her chest, touching her slight breasts gently.
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Post by TheWyrm on Aug 15, 2004 2:08:35 GMT -5
"I refuse to believe that the next step in organic evolution is to evolve in to the inorganic."
As this is happening, I am reminded of an episode of an old anime series, Neon Genesis.
"Alright Iruel..."
I really didn't want to do this, but I bring out my third laptop. I designate my first infected one melchior, the second one balthasar, and the third one gaspar. I start setting up a trap for him in gaspar, while balthasar is being taken over. There is no way he can know that the third one is set up.
I type frantically, my fingers have a life of their own...
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 15, 2004 2:11:10 GMT -5
When he touches my breasts it is postitively electric, and sends a shudder of passion through my body. I moan in pleasure as he continues to kiss me. Almost of their own accord my hands dip down and begin to unbutton his shirt...
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Post by Hera on Aug 15, 2004 2:12:09 GMT -5
"I think I'll join your security team..."
I unzip my gray militant style shirt, but do not remove it.
I move closer, and wrap my arms around him.
"...that is if you are accepting new recruits."
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Aug 15, 2004 2:14:16 GMT -5
"Believe what you will. Within the next decade you, along with every other organic form on this planet, will be dead. There is no way you can stop the future. After all, to another machine, I am God." As you go to connect the third computer you are hit by an electric shock of very high voltage, enough to numb your hand...
(It's casper, as in the friendly ghost, btw)
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Post by Yuber on Aug 15, 2004 2:15:19 GMT -5
He wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her right up next him. "I think we have room for one more." He moves one hand lower, down enough to rest on her right upper thigh. The other hand he moves up the back of her shirt.
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Post by Sasha Kropotkin on Aug 15, 2004 2:16:56 GMT -5
"Yes, there's an old night club turned pub that I used to play mandolin at called the Black Dove. I'll lead the way."
We leave the apartment, and start walking towards the pub. A strange awkward silence follows us.
"I think... I think that... I'm broken, Zinn..."
I try to remember back during the days where I played my mandolin. I haven't touched it since the rebel concert...
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Post by Cathie Magnesa on Aug 15, 2004 2:18:07 GMT -5
Cathie was shocked as he told her that he loved her.
You ... you love me......
She cried out of happiness.
I you love someone then you can’t be that cold hearted. Beside people can just no act out on their emotion and choice not to let them exist. You love me and I love you that is great.
She clapped her hand’s together confusing herself at first.
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Post by Zinn on Aug 15, 2004 2:20:11 GMT -5
Zinn doesn't know how to respond.
"Um, you play the mandolin? That's neat... I um..."
Zinn fumbles for words.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 15, 2004 2:22:10 GMT -5
Bassarov helps to remove his own shirt, since clothing has suddenly become warm and constricting.
He puts it on the floor with hers, and pulls her closely to his lithe body. He kisses her shoulders, and moves his hands up her back.
He touches her more forcefully now, and zealously kisses her breasts as he becomes more motivated by passion.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 15, 2004 2:25:07 GMT -5
"Mmm... Yes.... More..." I moan. I gently caress his chest, enjoying the feel of his bare skin. I put my left hand behind his head and press him closer against my chest as he continues to kiss my breasts.
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Post by Hera on Aug 15, 2004 2:28:47 GMT -5
"Right, but I need a physical don't I?"
I laugh.
"Well, you are a doctor, so we are in luck."
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