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Post by Jake Quinn on Jun 7, 2007 14:37:33 GMT -5
*Jake held her in his hug and kissed the top of her golden head.*
"They'll tan yer hide when they find out an' lock you up."
*He half-smiled.*
"But I'm glad you're come anyway."
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Post by Lizzie on Jun 7, 2007 15:07:49 GMT -5
*Lizzie leaned back in his embrace with a pout.*
"You're not gonna turn me, are you?"
*Her brow furrowed deeply.*
"Please, Jake...it's terrible. They're making me do all sorts of unnatural things. I mean, just look at these shoes!"
*She hiked up her skirt to show him her girlie boots.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jun 7, 2007 15:12:32 GMT -5
*Jake smothered a smile and hid what remained behind a rough, dirt-encrusted hand.*
"I'm sure they're very fine..." *he said, trying to make light of it.* "Nice heels."
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Post by Lizzie on Jun 7, 2007 15:21:27 GMT -5
*Lizzie stomped her foot indignantly.*
"Jacob Adam Quinn! Stop teasin'!"
*She turned away sharply, arms crossed.*
"Now who needs a beltin'?"
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jun 7, 2007 15:23:54 GMT -5
*He grinned and goosed her.*
"It's always you."
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Post by Lizzie on Jun 7, 2007 15:31:37 GMT -5
*Lissie's mouth fell open in mock shock. A new look of determination set in her features. She shoved him hard against his shoulders, knocking him back into a pile of fresh hay.*
"Behave or the next time you're goin' into the manure."
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jun 7, 2007 15:48:00 GMT -5
"Aw you got me quiv'rin so's mah spurs jangle," *he pushed himself to his feet and in one swift motion had her over his shoulder and off her feet.*
"Now WHO was goin' in the manure? Certainly no fine n' frilly young lady...but then...you jus' said you didn't want no part of them fancy misses and manners."
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Post by Lizzie on Jun 7, 2007 15:53:29 GMT -5
*Lizzie beat her fists against his back as he slung her over it, but at his threat, she grabbed roughly on his belt.*
"Oh Jake! Don't you dare! Just put me down. You win! You win!"
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jun 7, 2007 15:54:30 GMT -5
"Is the blood rushin' to yer head yet?" *holding her upside down, he jumped up and down a bit.*
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Post by Lizzie on Jun 7, 2007 15:56:25 GMT -5
"Jake! I am gonna vomit all over ya if you don't stop bein' such a pain!"
*Lizzie was starting to turn quite red and feel a bit nauseous.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jun 7, 2007 15:59:04 GMT -5
"Soon 's I--"
*he never finished his sentence as his boot caught a stray smear of manure and slipped, sending them both shooting into the pile of steamy, smelly muck.*
"Aw hell," *he spat straw and manure out of his mouth as he sat up and glanced back at Lizzie.*
"Sorry 'bout your nice dress."
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Post by Lizzie on Jun 7, 2007 16:02:45 GMT -5
*Lizzie stumbled to her feet, still in shock from the fall, the color in her face bright due being upside down and the anger he brought out in her.*
"Oooohh, you...!"
*She hastily started undressing without so much as a by your leave, stripping down to her white petticoats.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jun 7, 2007 16:04:24 GMT -5
"Hey, hey, hey, whoa!" *Jake held up a hand to block her from his line of vision.*
"Are you outta your mind, Lizzie? There's all kinds of menfolk about this place, an' none of them worth your time and--God dang it, Lizzie!"
*He grabbed a horse blanket and wrapped it snugly about her shoulders.*
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Post by Lizzie on Jun 7, 2007 16:06:35 GMT -5
"And what?!"
*Lizzie answered him indignantly.*
"You want them to see me covered in horse manure? Honestly Jake..."
*She pushed him away and confidently walked to her bag opening it.*
"It's not as if it's the only thang I brought!"
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jun 7, 2007 16:11:45 GMT -5
((Dude in boots and Stetson just walked by. My eyes are watering liek whoa, but I did NOT laugh out loud.))
"Well, show some decency and g'wan up to mah room to change or somethin'. You want a bath? I'll talk to the girls in the kitchen..."
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