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Apr 17, 2011 17:48:48 GMT -5
Post by rose zeller on Apr 17, 2011 17:48:48 GMT -5
She didn't pull away this time, as she had last time, because she quite liked the possessive hold and the slow move of his lips on hers - it was much, much better than any boy she had kissed before - not that it felt like love or anything silly, but rather that it was nothing more than lust.
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Apr 17, 2011 18:51:47 GMT -5
Post by graham pritchard on Apr 17, 2011 18:51:47 GMT -5
He was feeling about the same as Rose was. Lust was a powerful emotion, it could have been why he had a tendency to act on it. Rose was intoxicating, just the right touch to have him sinking deeper into the moment. Snogging in the corridor was all good and well with him but that was about as far as he'd take it in public. Pulling away slightly Graham asked, "Did you want to go some where more private?"
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Apr 17, 2011 19:27:07 GMT -5
Post by rose zeller on Apr 17, 2011 19:27:07 GMT -5
Rose nodded, immediately missing the feeling of his lips on hers. Maybe she was a whore, she didn't care. She wanted Graham, and the sooner the better.
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Apr 17, 2011 19:37:53 GMT -5
Post by graham pritchard on Apr 17, 2011 19:37:53 GMT -5
Graham took Rose's hand in his ready to lead her away. "Rght this way."
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Apr 17, 2011 19:53:55 GMT -5
Post by rose zeller on Apr 17, 2011 19:53:55 GMT -5
Rose beamed, happily following along. Between getting rid of Michael and getting to lust after Graham, it was a pretty good day!
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