Platypus at 02:16, 22 June 2009

Platypus — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 02:16:48 GMT

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-	“Hey Felicia.” ~~You~~ say, confident that you nailed it.	+	“Hey, Felicia,” you say, confident that you nailed it.

	She grins, daintily shrugging her shoulders, inadvertantly squeezing her tank-top cleavage toward you.		She grins, daintily shrugging her shoulders, inadvertantly squeezing her tank-top cleavage toward you.

Awesome at 17:05, 21 June 2009

Awesome — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 17:05:12 GMT

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“Hey Felicia.” You say, confident that you nailed it.

She grins, daintily shrugging her shoulders, inadvertantly squeezing her tank-top cleavage toward you.

“Hey yourself,” she sighs, stepping inside to let you in. “I just ordered some pizza, hope that’s okay.”

“That’s fine,” you say, happy to graze against her supple flesh on your way to her living room.

“Dave, I’m really glad you came over.” She says, following you to the living room couch.

You just smile, taking a moment to look over her perfect figure. She’s wearing a shrunken tank top with a short denim skirt and knee socks.

You can’t tell for sure but it looks like she might not be wearing a bra under that top.

“Dave?” She clears her throat, noticing that you’ve been staring a bit.

Do you?

*[[Act innocent and wait for her to continue.]]
*[[Admit you were checking her out.]]

[[Category: Friday Night]]

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Platypus at 02:16, 22 June 2009

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