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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 8:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 8:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 8:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 8:49 pm
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Beloved Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 8:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:00 pm
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Beloved Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:23 pm
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Zephit smiled, hoping that she wouldn't find him to be a playboy. There was no way he'd allow himself to become one of those guys. He lost his first love to someone like that, and his eye.
"I'm glad I'm doing a good job at this date thing. I've never been on one before, so I was kind of nervous." His smile turned shy as he considered the reason why Liada was so special. If he could put his finger on it, the situation would be a lot easier to manage. He just shook his head at her question, before trying to explain.
"If I could give you the right answer, I'd tell you. I like the way you look, and the way you move. You dress very nicely, too, but that isn't really it. For some reason when you leave, my mind stays on you until something distracts me." He felt like he was rambling, and couldn't help but look to the floor. "My heart flutters. And no one else does that, but I don't know why it happens."
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Beloved Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:29 pm
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Beloved Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:38 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:45 pm
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Beloved Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:58 pm
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Beloved Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 10:04 pm
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