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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:46 am
"Alright you wanna get out now?" G asked as he put his hands down since Jeana had stopped splashing him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 12:14 pm
"Yeah sure" I swim to the edge of the pool and sit waiting on the edge until G gets closer.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 6:38 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 2:27 pm
((Yeah.. This is a roleplay, either role play or don't post))
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 2:53 pm
((yeah, what he said.....and you need to post neidr))
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 2:13 pm
Swimming to the edge, G stopped just before he swam into Jeana and waited for her to get out, "Laides first" he said
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 3:07 pm
I get out and stand there waiting for him to get out, an evil thought crossing my mind, i push it away though, he's been water logged enough today.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 4:15 pm
Lifting himself out of the pool, he sat on the edge and let his legs dangle for a little before getting out fully, walking over to where there stuff was, G goes to put his top on but remembers he just got out and his top isn't wet
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 6:13 pm
I go and put my clothes back on, and make a breeze smal, but strong enough to dry myself off as my clothes soaked the water up.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 11:24 pm
"Nice trick" G said as he kept his shirt off and sat down on the sun bed
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:49 pm
"Want me to dry yours as well?" I ask starting up a small breeze.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:54 pm
((yeah, just start whenever you want))
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 2:35 pm
"Yeah if you want, thanks" G replied as he watched Jeana go to work
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 3:53 pm
I move my right hand in a flip-of-the-wrist gesture and a wind, solid, but not strong, surrounds G. After a minute I stop the wind and smile. "Dry." I smile and laugh at his hair, it was all sticking up and funny.
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