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Post by Salome Weil on May 24, 2005 23:00:13 GMT -5
"We could. We'll see." I move my face towards his, but instead of kiss him, I just put the side of my face to his cheek.
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Post by Declan 'Chaos' on May 24, 2005 23:02:26 GMT -5
((grr i am getting kicked off the comp early tonight...but i will be back tomorrow. love you mischa and bass))
She moans loudly as she moves with him. She leans up and smiles as her back touches his chest.
"Pull my hair while you fuck me. Do it!!!"
She screams almost breathlessly. She comes closer to her climax as he plunges deeper and deeper inside of her. Her hands clutching fast to the sheet on her bunk.
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Post by shizue on May 24, 2005 23:02:37 GMT -5
After a while of laying on the bench, an idea came to me. I remember furing the Romanovs history, Raspution was shot and killed and then dunked into the frozen water.
Maybe just maybe, if I jump in the water and drown myself, then my asshole brother will stop looking for me. I quickly stood up and began looking for a bridge with a river underneath.
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on May 24, 2005 23:03:20 GMT -5
I smile, and brush my cheek against hers, then wrap my arms around her more tightly.
"You're right, I guess we'll just see..." I reply, then kiss her on the cheek again. "How hard it is to run everything with just three people and everything..."
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Post by Salome Weil on May 24, 2005 23:09:26 GMT -5
"I don't want Rodney to feel excluded, which is why others might be a good idea." I reply to him and put my hand on the back off his head, through his hair. I rest my other hand on his heart.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on May 24, 2005 23:09:47 GMT -5
((Aw, goodnight Jare bear, see you tomorra!))
"Yes, yes..." I stutter out, then grab a handful of her hair and pull on it, taking her head with it. I make sure to continue this until she finally comes to climax, before I do. Her own orgasm immediately pushes me over, but I keep it in to feel the full force of her muscles, and don't pull out too soon out of fear of punishment... Then, after what seems like an eternity, I finally pull out, strip off the condom, and finish up like she told me to earlier... I collapse beside her, sweaty, and completely out of breath.
"I should ah, I should probably... Clean that up..." I suggest, and pat her far enough up on her back that I know I don't touch my 'stuff'.
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on May 24, 2005 23:12:13 GMT -5
I lower my head, and rest my forehead against hers.
"Ah you're right.. Well you know, I don't mind if you two run off occasionally..." I reply, then look up, and kiss her where my forehead just was, resting my other hand on her side.
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Post by Salome Weil on May 24, 2005 23:17:01 GMT -5
I suddenly feel a little anxious. I don't know why. It just hit me. I feel my throat closing up and I push him away. I stand back and take some deep breaths. I try to pretend that nothing is the matter.
"There are many things I am trying to figure out right now." I say, then touch my own neck. It feels so tight. I need water.
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on May 24, 2005 23:24:04 GMT -5
"Are you alright?" I ask immediately noticing something's up.
"You wanna head back?"
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Post by Salome Weil on May 24, 2005 23:26:51 GMT -5
"Yes, that is a good idea."
"I'm sorry...you know I have anxiety and sometimes it just hits me. It is probably the travel and the move and everything. I'm sorry." I say as we walk back. As soon as we head back I grab a large glass of water. I down it quickly and then drink another.
"When I get like this, I can't swallow. I feel like my throat is closing up. I have a hard time breathing. It is unpleasant." I say between gulps of water.
"It keeps me up at night too. I have to sleep sitting up, and with a water bottle. Otherwise I feel like I can't breathe."
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on May 24, 2005 23:32:00 GMT -5
I lean against the counter in the kitchen, and feel bad for Salome, and that there's nothing I can do to help.
"I'm sorry... That sounds terrible..." I reply, not really sure what else to say.
"Have you ever tried hot tea to relax your throat?" I suggest.
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Post by Salome Weil on May 24, 2005 23:37:19 GMT -5
"I suppose I could try that. I am sorry. I don't mean to be this way. I just am an anxious person I guess." I say and almost drop my glass.
"I am used to it though. So don't worry. It seems worse that it really is."
"It was much worse when I was younger and had no idea what it was."
"I should probably see a psychologist but I don't have insurance."
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Mikkk Denham
Party Sympathizer
Australian Prime Minister
Prime Minister of Australia
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Post by Mikkk Denham on May 24, 2005 23:54:34 GMT -5
After a long pause (lol) I answer "yes I am free this weekend and as I am heading for South America next week it would be possible for me to call on you on the way. I am looking forward to dining with you. It has been a long time since I have done anything not connected with work."
I hang up and prepare for my interview with the jumped up little ponce who has taken over MY tv show. He better ask the hard questions I think to myself. I am not having my show compromised just because I am the target now. I also feel my pulse begin to quicken and a small spurt of adrenalin rouse my senses. Now I know what it must have felt like for all those corporate crooks and corrupt politicians that I shafted over the years. This is one interview I better get right.
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Post by Lan Zheng-Lafleur on May 25, 2005 0:18:16 GMT -5
I feel a little odd about it all, and it isn't as though I have any official business in Australia at the moment, so, there may be some questions about it. But, I will do my best not to make mention of it and travel there as unnoticed as is possible.
After the conversation is over, I leave my hotel and return to meet with Russia officials once again. They are having some troubles with the mafia interfering with political and business affairs as well as troubles with Chechen rebels thus an earlier meeting was canceled for security reasons.
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on May 25, 2005 1:01:45 GMT -5
I become visibly upset when I'm reminded that France's health care has been slowly privatized to the point where it's almost as bad as it is in America.
"That's just absurd... I can't believe something like insurance even exists..." I say, shaking my head. "What a horrible thing to subject a human being to... Ah well forget it, you feel like some tea or something?" I ask, wanting to change the subject.
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