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Post by Joukahainen on Feb 16, 2005 21:29:52 GMT -5
I slip the finger out, and slide her pants off of her legs, tossing them on the increasing pile of clothes on the floor. In the process, I toss the remainder of my clothes onto the floor as well.
"Let me show you something else." I say, creeping up between her legs. I rest my body on top of hers, and kiss my way down from her chin, underneath her jaw, down to her breasts, the stomach, and lick circles around her belly button, then eventually down between her legs.
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Post by John Peron on Feb 16, 2005 21:32:37 GMT -5
"¿Quién es el idiota en el fondo? ¡Porqué es él que grita sobre el tacos -- nunca mente! Eso no es importante.
"Dígame apenas cuánto tiempo usted planea dejarme en África en esa trampa de la muerte de un acorazado. Pienso tengo una derecha de saber apenas artículo consumible usted piensa que soy." Peron said in a slightly bitter tone, leaning against a wall as he spoke with her. He spoke very little English still and didn't understand much of what she said.
Translation: Who is the idiot in the background? Why is he screaming about Tacos--Nevermind! It's not important.
Tell me just how long you plan to leave me in Africa on that death trap of a battleship? I think I have a right to know just how expendable you think I am.
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Post by Victoria on Feb 16, 2005 21:32:54 GMT -5
His eyes are so green, he must be full of life. I wonder if he can see me dying before him. To him I must be so dead.
"The needs of the individual are all that really matters in this world. Governments get in the way of people. I'm tired of being a slave to the majority. The majority of people are idiots. I hate being in the lock step of togetherness. What I need is to get what I want. I can't be thinking about him. He doesn't think about me. It's time I start screwing people over. Especially the ones who care. It is their fault for caring. Happiness is a personal responsibility." I say as I undress him and myself.
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Post by Lady Blue on Feb 16, 2005 21:33:59 GMT -5
"I didn't plan for you to take charge of the ship in the first place. If you'd rather deal with other matters you are more than welcome to, I'm sure the yard superintendant is more than capable of supervising repairs."
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Post by Iris Faust on Feb 16, 2005 21:34:33 GMT -5
His touch causes goosebumps all over her body, a chill goes up her spine. Her breathing changes to a more shallow, deep breathing. Her fingers grab the sheets gently as she whimpers again. The feeling was amazing.
"....show......me...everything Youki," she finally got the words out.
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Post by Sayuka on Feb 16, 2005 21:37:40 GMT -5
I wake up and see some elf like woman staring at me.
[glow=violet,2,300]I should have left hours ago. Have a pleasant day, Valkoinen."[/glow]
I get up and walk out the door. I don't want to stick around and answer any questions.
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Post by Sgt. Marbo on Feb 16, 2005 21:42:59 GMT -5
Marbo crouched and looked at the ground. He lightly touched a footprint of water on the dry road. He looked up and continued walking on. He was headed in the right direction.
After a while he was within range of his target. With eyes on, he identified her location. Marching up to Lady Blue, Marbo snapped to attention, "Sgt. Marbo, Ma'am, requesting authorization to return to active duty!"
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Post by John Peron on Feb 16, 2005 21:43:29 GMT -5
Peron was tired of not understanding what she was saying, so he looked at the cell phone and turned on the translator.(Note: They have phones like this now, they are very expensive and sometimes inacurate, but still exist.)He listened to the phone whirr then deliver the message to him in Spanish.
"¡Ah! Si, estoy apesadumbrado. I simplemente el oficial más alto de la graduación en la nave en ese entonces y yo hizo lo que pensé que usted me había deseado a, yo se disculpa. ¿Dónde ahora está usted?"
Translation: AH! Ok, I am sorry. I merely found myself the highest ranking officer on the ship at the time and I did what I thought you had wanted me to, I apologize. Where are you now?
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Post by Lady Blue on Feb 16, 2005 21:46:14 GMT -5
"I'm in Helsinki trying to work some things out with the capitalists. You're welcome to join us." I say, glad that he sounds relieved.
I hear the soldier come up. "Ah, weclome back. Permission granted, though it is proper etiquette to refer to an officer as 'sir' regardless of their gender." I state.
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Feb 16, 2005 21:47:56 GMT -5
All of their clothes are thrown into a neat pile on the floor.
"Simply using people will bring you no satisfaction, but rather, continue your perpetual spiral downward. If you really want to be happy, if you really want to be free, you must learn how to detatch, not look for a way to re-attach yourself. The masses are nothing but an army of individuals struggling to survive in this world, by taking the path of least resistance."
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Post by Sgt. Marbo on Feb 16, 2005 21:51:39 GMT -5
Marbo didn't move, "Requesting orders, Ma'am!"
((Negative. Male officers are addressed as "sir". Female officers are addressed as "Ma'am". Trust me; I'm in ROTC.))
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Post by John Peron on Feb 16, 2005 21:52:20 GMT -5
"Gracias Señora Blue. Uno momento." Peron said, hanging up the phone. He turned to Catrer.
"Adios, Señor O'neil."
Peron left the house and went to a teleportation booth, arriving shortly in Helsinki. He saw Lady Blue, an officer and some other American with blue hair. He saluted Lady Blue but, since this other man was obviously not military personell and the officer was of lower rank, he payed little attention to them.
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Post by Joukahainen on Feb 16, 2005 21:53:14 GMT -5
I lift my head, and nod, and work my way back up her body with a long, slow trail of licks and nuzzles, eventually laying on top of her again. I rest my forehead against hers, the head pokes at the entrance impatiently.
I slowly slide my way in, although very well lubricated, things are very tight. After it's in a comfortable ways, I stop and hold it for several seconds, struggling to catch my breath.
"Are you... Are you alright, Iris..?"
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Post by Victoria on Feb 16, 2005 21:53:29 GMT -5
"The path of least resistance. No wonder so many people are weak. Most people choose to be cattle. They refuse to risk personal injurry or the precious feelings of others. But I really don't want to hear what you have to say about life, boy. You are soft. Now be a good boy and make me a happy woman." I say followed by a small laugh.
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Post by Lady Blue on Feb 16, 2005 21:55:18 GMT -5
(Flag officers tend to be funny about certain things. This happens to be one that miss O'Niell is bothered by.)
It is clear to me that he is not going to drop the 'ma'am' as much as I don't like it. Oh well, tehre is a solution to that. "If it's not an imposition I could use a personal bodyguard and henchman. Kolov had one, and she was very useful to him... And if it's all the same to you please refer to me as 'Admiral' from now on."
I see Peron walk in, and I salute him back. "Sorry about that. John, meet Dinari Dollar, our former biggest contributor. Dinari, meet John Peron, one of my general staff."
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