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Post by Isla Brackner on Oct 3, 2008 15:10:12 GMT -5
"Then come swim with me." She said, splashing water up at him.
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Post by landon on Oct 3, 2008 15:13:10 GMT -5
"don;t you want your clothes?" ye, she may be ok with the whole, naked, natural, bare as the day you were born look. But it wasn't quite in landons nature, and more than recently it had been maiking him a little uncomfortable when they went swimming.
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Post by Isla Brackner on Oct 3, 2008 15:16:11 GMT -5
She looked at him, confused, "Why would I want clothes, silly? They're overrated and just get caught on you."
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Post by landon on Oct 3, 2008 15:20:44 GMT -5
Landon laughed, and pulled is shirt over hos head, tucking his not so white as they one were wings into the recesses either side of his spine. Unlike his unwitting donor, he couldn't have them absorbed into his back, couldn't turn them into a tattoo, they were their to stay, and now they had brown speckles. Slipping off his jeans, he waded into the water in his boxer shorts. "He thinks it's cold." he complained, rubbing his hands along his arms, scooping up the water and rubbing it over his skin, as if that might somehow help.
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Post by Isla Brackner on Oct 3, 2008 15:25:40 GMT -5
"Don't be a baby!" She giggled , going under the water. Coming back up, water streamed through her darkened curls. With a shudder, she shook off like a wet dog.
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Post by landon on Oct 3, 2008 15:27:08 GMT -5
Landon just about to keep his eyes from falling nay lower than his shoulders. "He is not a bay!" he protested, but without much conviction, and if somehow it might solidify his argument, he splashed water at her.
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Post by Isla Brackner on Oct 3, 2008 15:29:22 GMT -5
Is splashed him back then tackled him into the water.
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Post by landon on Oct 3, 2008 15:35:01 GMT -5
Landon let out a startled yell, that quickly turned to a stream of bubbles as his head disappeared under the water.
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