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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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I just want a drink |
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Say What? |
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Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:24 pm
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-as he listens to Icy, he watches dame interact with Karrie out of the corner of his eye. Inwardly smirking, he can feel the tension rolling off of her. Yea, she feels me. Wonder what else I can get her to feel? Just then, he hears Icy going on about how he can't stay with her and how his whorish ways and love of fighting will cause nothing but trouble for her.
Scowling, he glowers at Icy and waits for her to finish, feeling the effects of the liqour. She's talking like she knows the situation on how I found her. If she knew half the of what I knew, she wouldn't be so quick to jump on the bandwagon of these people. How the hell can she not see that they don't care about her? There is no way in hell that someone I call "friend" could be gone for more than two months and I don't know what's going on or at least go out and try to find out. ....but she did say that dame chick claimed to have found her at an abandoned warehouse. I wonder...what does Legs know and how much does she know?
Knowing Icy was just as bullheaded as he, he had to convince her to let him stay here. Not so much as to play with dame, though playing with dame would and could have it's advantages. He really was worried for Icys safety and that was first and foremost. As much as he hated to admit it, he loved her as if she was family, a daughter even. And if these men are who he thinks they are, then there's no way in hell he's leaving her to the likes of them or the patrons here. Those assholes almost claimed her life when she was young, he won't let them succeed this time-
Icy look. I know what you're saying and I can't deny a thing. You're right on every account. But I don't have time to play women games right now. What part of I meant what I said in regards to your sfety and not letting you out of my sight? I'll have plenty of time to snatch her away from her chef later. Right now we have some serious business to take care of and with the stupid a** stunts you've been pulling lately, I'm not going anywhere until this is done. So get over it, let it go, and go grab that bottle before I change my mind and decide to play "tag". twisted
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:42 pm
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{{Hey, I like 'em ditzy and blonde, so what's the prob? cool }}
-as Icy leaves to get another bottle, he returns he gaze to dame, who's fidgeting at the bar. Smiling, he knows it's b/c of him. As she sits down, her skirt billows out and he can see the outline of her underwear. Red satin panties, eh? Oh yea, she's a freak. cool He hears Icy speak to dame and wishes he knew if she was going to mention him and if Icy will tell him what she says. Smirking, he leans his chair back again, finishing his bottle off-
Hey Icy. Make that two bottles. This one's dead.
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