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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2008 7:37 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2008 10:37 am
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2008 11:22 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 7:08 am
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 9:32 am
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((Hey im not gonna be here saturday and sunday, im going on a VAYCAY to N.Y.C. for two days. PEACE!!! blaugh ))
His expression lit up when she asked if she could change, but fell apart when she mentioned that he coulden't watch. He frowned. "Fine.", he said, sounding somewhat insulted that she woulden't let him watch. When she dissapeared from sight, he silently crept up the stairs. Maybe he could peek through a keyhole, or maybe... no. Too risky. He went back downstairs, to the second to last step, and stopped. Maybe it was worth the risk..? He turned around and thought about it for a moment. She'd probably never trust him again if she caught him. But he was a stealthy guy, there was a good chance he could get away with it. He shook his head. NO, that..that is just wrong, he decided, and finally went downstairs with a sigh and plopped down on the couch, defeated. After a moment, he swiftly got up, grabbed her book, and sprinted across the room and crept up the stairs, quickly but quietly, and looked for the door to her bedroom. This was an extremley stupid idea, but maybe she had left it open a crack, so he could peer in.
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 11:26 am
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 2:20 pm
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((WHYYY thankya!)) He peeked through the door, which was open a crack, large enough for him to see her, because the lock was broken, and the door had silently dipped open a little while she was dressing. The first thing he saw was her pulling her dress off, and he blushed a little, once she was only in her bra. He still had no idea why he was doing any of this. He watched her walk across the room, his mouth hanging slightly open. He'd decided he would try to sneak back downstairs as soon as it seemed as if she had found a shirt, but he really coulden't see what she was doing now, from this angle. He poked the door ever slightly, to see a little more. One side of him was screaming in his ear that this was a retarded idea. He ignored it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 7:42 am
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 2:02 pm
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She unclipped her bra and his heart jumped but of course, with his luck, she had to walk out of sight. "..DAYMN..", he mouthed noiselessly to himself, and then figured he had pushed his luck far enough. He pulled the door back an inch to its original position and quietly crept down the stairs, and about two-thirds of the way down, he began jogging up loudly and called to her, "Yooo AMANDA! What's takin' so long? Takin' your SWEET time now, aren't you. Where you at!?", he shouted, pretending he didin't know which room she was in, with her book in his hand.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 2:23 pm
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 3:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 7:54 am
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 2:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 6:07 pm
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Quotable Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:02 am
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