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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on Apr 19, 2005 4:47:01 GMT -5
I pause for a few moments after she pulls her hand away. Then, my mind tells me 'this will be for her good as well as yours.'
I lean in and kiss her on the lips abruptly, brushing my hand across her cheek as I do so.
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Post by Salome Weil on Apr 19, 2005 4:48:35 GMT -5
First I feel like I'm going to jump out of my skin, but then the initial shock of fear passes. I don't really know what to do, so I just kiss him back. I put my hand on his shoulder and close my eyes.
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on Apr 19, 2005 4:53:12 GMT -5
I lean in and kiss her again, slowly inching forward with each kiss, until she has nowhere else to go. I then kiss my way down to the underside of her chin, and brush my hand against her cheek again, the other hand running up the side of her body, being as gentle as I can, and doing my best not to come on as too forceful.
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Post by Salome Weil on Apr 19, 2005 4:56:34 GMT -5
I feel somewhat cornered and confronted, I'm still very afraid, but at the same time, acting on primal instincts when faced with fear and lust. I really don't have the heart to fight back. I find that my strict self control, and careful logic have betrayed me. So I touch his neck, and run my hand down his torso.
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on Apr 19, 2005 4:58:58 GMT -5
I'm now on top of her, having subtly pushed her down onto the bed. I slowly work my way down her body, until I'm near her midsection. I lift up her shirt a little, and nibble around her belly button, while slowly running my hand along her pantline.
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Post by Salome Weil on Apr 19, 2005 5:00:29 GMT -5
All of this feels new and good, but as he progresses, my senses flash back to me. I push him away. "No. What am I doing? Go away. Just find Heikki, and go. I can pay you back for the room." I shake my head. I don't know what I was thinking.
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on Apr 19, 2005 5:03:44 GMT -5
I retreat, standing up, and feeling somewhat embarrassed about everything. I feel guilty making eye contact with her, and instead, just nod.
"Alright, yeah, sorry, you're right... I should just find Heikki. Don't worry about it, I'll be back when I find him." I say, all the while inching backwards towards the door.
I turn around, and exit the room. When the door is closed, I lean my back against it, and hit my head a couple of times. A mixture of sexual frustration and guilt accompanies me on my journey out into the cool French evening.
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Post by Salome Weil on Apr 19, 2005 5:07:20 GMT -5
After he's gone, the room seems strangely large, and empty. I sit up in the bed staring at the door, and wrestling with various feelings. On one hand, I feel excited, and on the other, I feel like I have betrayed myself. I feel like I was weak. I don't blame him for what happened, I blame myself for not being stronger. I yawn and let out a deep sigh.
"No, this is all good for me. It is a test. I am an anarchist saint, and I am going through my tribulation. I have to be stronger."
With renewed determination, regret, and lust, I close my eyes, and force myself to sleep.
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Post by Alejos H. Coy IV on Apr 19, 2005 7:51:56 GMT -5
"There's always a game going on in one of the casinos downtown. I'll take you if you'd like."
He turns to Soledad, who just entered apparently. "Hi, Soledad. Sorry I left you this morning, but I didn't want to wake you."
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Felix Fishbourne
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Post by Felix Fishbourne on Apr 19, 2005 8:25:24 GMT -5
Felix gets up and walks over to Jose. "I'm sorry" says Felix but i coldn't help but here you talk to yourself are you headed to Brazil to do something about the revoultion."
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Post by Joseph "Jose" Ponce on Apr 19, 2005 8:31:15 GMT -5
"Yes I'm going to to help some socialist friends of mine there with um... something confiedntial. Why are you going?"
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Felix Fishbourne
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Post by Felix Fishbourne on Apr 19, 2005 8:34:03 GMT -5
'I myself am socialist and thought i could help and maybe even meet some soclist along the way"
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Post by Joseph "Jose" Ponce on Apr 19, 2005 8:35:26 GMT -5
"Well you found one. But maybe you should sit down and wait after we get off. The plane's about to land"
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Post by Felix Fishbourne on Apr 19, 2005 8:37:32 GMT -5
"Will do" replied felix and returned to his seat.
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Post by Joseph "Jose" Ponce on Apr 19, 2005 8:43:46 GMT -5
He concentrated on everything around him and felt the plane as the wheels skidded on the ground. The screech was small and almost unnoticeable.
The plane then slowed and taxied around the airport. After a while of waiting it reached a terminal and then had the stair connecting off. Then the pilot annouced his thanks for fo flying and everyone gathered their things and left. Jose only had his instrument case and a bag so was one of the first off.
He waited outside the plane for the Socialist man.
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