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| Keys | Nov 9 2009, 01:46 AM Post #796 |
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To this one Darryn gave another good-hearted laugh and stood up. Sugar cascaded to the floor. "A woman after my own heart." |
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| Lady Luck | Nov 9 2009, 01:46 AM Post #797 |
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Ashleigh looked over him, smirking as she watched it start pooling into his pants. " Back fired?" |
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| Keys | Nov 9 2009, 02:07 AM Post #798 |
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The man shrugged and shook his legs. "Well... I didn't have much choice, did I?" |
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| Lady Luck | Nov 9 2009, 12:03 PM Post #799 |
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Ashleigh smiled, laughing inwardly a she watched him take on a glittering effect. " You know... You should see yourself right now." |
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| Keys | Nov 9 2009, 01:02 PM Post #800 |
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Darryn looked down, trying to see himself as best as possible. Then it hit him. "Good grief! I look like that fictional vampire from that new movie... Uh..." He couldn't recall the name. |
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| Lady Luck | Nov 9 2009, 01:03 PM Post #801 |
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Chuckling and smiling, laughing to herself, she nodded slowly. " Yes, the one everyone wants.. No wonder, I have yet to meet someone without a sweet tooth." |
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| Keys | Nov 9 2009, 03:27 PM Post #802 |
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Darryn stuck his finger into his mouth, licking off the sugar. "The new evolution of a body shot." |
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| Lady Luck | Nov 9 2009, 03:32 PM Post #803 |
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" ... Definitely not what they had in mind when the term was originally applied." Ashleigh pointed out as she considered him, a rather pleased grin on her face. |
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| Keys | Nov 9 2009, 03:52 PM Post #804 |
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Darryn just stuck out his tongue at her. "You're just jealous." |
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| Lady Luck | Nov 9 2009, 09:54 PM Post #805 |
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"Not the words I was planning on using to describe how i feel.... But it will work I suppose." Ashleigh purred, grin still clearly in place upon her face. |
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| Keys | Nov 10 2009, 01:28 AM Post #806 |
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Darryn just flashed her a grin and then proceeded to lick the sugar off the rest of his fingers. He raised a brow and offered her and elbow playfully. It was her sugar anyhow. |
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| Lady Luck | Nov 10 2009, 03:47 AM Post #807 |
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Ashleigh looked him over, smirking and stood slowly, moving to circle him slightly, kissing his cheek ( taking the sugar with her) as she pulled back, laughing to herself as she left him with the mess to clean up. |
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| Keys | Nov 10 2009, 12:59 PM Post #808 |
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Darryn didn't realize the leftovers of leaving until Ashleigh was gone. "Hey..." But he was only talking to himself. So he sighed and looked down at the heaping mess. "Great." The man tried to sweep it up and did a pretty good job. The only problem was that his movements caused a new little shower of sugar, renewing the perpetual mess. He eventually gave up and decided to go shower. |
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| Lady Luck | Nov 11 2009, 03:37 AM Post #809 |
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Returning to the kitchen, Ashleigh sighed as she cleaned up the rest of the mess, and then started laughing as she realized which bathroom's water was running... there were no towels in that bathroom... he was gonna have fun.... hehehe |
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| Keys | Nov 11 2009, 03:46 AM Post #810 |
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When Darryn stepped out he was forced to face this reality. For a moment the man looked at the pants he had shed, but those were covered with sugar - that would be a sticky mess. So, with a sigh, he glanced around and picked up the cheap soap basket, punching out the bottom. Really. With the way things were going, he wanted some sort of protection. And that was the reasoning as he stepped into the bottomless basket and walked out into the hall dripping wet. |
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