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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 9:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 9:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 10:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 10:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 10:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 10:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 5:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 7:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 7:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 7:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 8:06 pm
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-phone buzzes and he checks it, snickering at her use of "hankerin'". Shooting her another text, he looks up to wave a server over, only to have one at his beck and call before his hand was a few inches from his side. Eyebrow raised, he just placed his order: a broccoli and cheese breadbowl, a mediterranean veggie sub w/feta and goat cheeses, an order of steak fries, a lemonade for her, a coke for him, and dessert-a triple chocolate meltdown topped with vanilla ice cream w/extra fudge on the side. He had a special piece he wanted that to go on. twisted Telling the man it was to go, he sat at the bar and waited-
Msg to dame "Hankerin'", huh? I'm at Chattys now, waiting on our order. On my way back to your place once I pay for it. See you soon
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 9:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 9:52 pm
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-opening his phone, he reads dames text and grins, finally used to his mysterious waiter popping up on him just by sheer thought. Nodding his head, the waiter goes to re-issue his order.
Figuring by the time they've made it, he pays for it, and makes it to the room, she should've made it to the room, seen his surprise and be waiting accordingly when he walks in. Grinning like a Chesire cat, he chuckles and places his phone in his pocket, leaning against the bar as he waits for his order.
twenty minutes later, he has his order in hand and walking out the door, straddling his bike and revving his baby to life. Food secured, he releases the brake and takes off, destination dames place-
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