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Thorn the Lone Shewolf Captain
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 3:28 pm
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Abigail Hawk
Location: His place
Whom I'm With: Marcus xxxxxxxxxxxx She looked at him and moved a bit closer, but kept her legs closed still. Though she bit her lip,"Thank you.", she said and started to wiggle, well kind of rub her fingers between his in a weird way. She was a restless person, even when normal and not around a guy she thought was her type. It was rare for her to stay still. Though she tended to toss, turn, and kick well going into sleep which could continue on. The few guys she dated, normally she woke up on other side of the bed and hogged the blankets. "Only problem is I tend to toss and turn, a lot. I guess you could say, I'm restless...", she said in a shy voice.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 3:39 pm
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 4:07 pm
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 5:01 pm
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 5:56 pm
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 6:23 pm
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 6:48 pm
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Thorn the Lone Shewolf Captain
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 6:58 pm
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Abigail Hawk
Location: His place
Whom I'm With: Marcus xxxxxxxxxxxx She looked up at him and nodded. When he left she then looked at the clothes. She closed the door and sighed then started to undress herself. The lower half was easy, as her sports bra was a struggle and she ended up whimpering. Now she put the clothes, the shirt was a baggy but perfect for her situation, well the pants were like water wader pants as her Gramma would call them. They did not go past her calves. With her clothes in her arms, she took her stuff out of her pockets on a habit.
Cell phone that was off, a chain of keys with it's chain, and her wallet, of course with a tube of chap stick. Leaving the room she looked around and blinked. She had been more focused on Marcus instead of looking at where they were going. Looking up and down the hall way,"Uh, Marcus...", she called, a bit nervous,"Where's your bathroom?", she asked him and bit her lip, as she called a bit louder.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 7:09 pm
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