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Post by Charity Christos on May 26, 2011 16:13:26 GMT -5
"Fine." She taunted, going for his becon sandwich instead of his towel.
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Post by Caleb Cross on May 26, 2011 16:15:24 GMT -5
He pushed her to the bed, leaning over. "Unless you're not telling me something?"
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Post by Charity Christos on May 26, 2011 16:18:51 GMT -5
"Nothing I can think of." She purred.
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Post by Caleb Cross on May 26, 2011 16:22:06 GMT -5
He kissed over her shoulders, "Where's the kids?"
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Post by Charity Christos on May 26, 2011 16:27:38 GMT -5
"Grace is having breakfast with Isla and Ali."
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Post by Caleb Cross on May 26, 2011 16:28:29 GMT -5
"Ahh so I get you all to myself? Lucky me."
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Post by Charity Christos on May 26, 2011 16:37:44 GMT -5
"Well to behonst, you dismiss my seduction and think of Jordyn so I may of gone off you"
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Post by Caleb Cross on May 26, 2011 16:41:48 GMT -5
"Baby, she has nothing on you."
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