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Post by Philippe on May 14, 2008 13:46:39 GMT -5
"Hmm, a combination would be disastrous."
*He moved back to sip his coffee.*
"What do you wish to do today?"
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Post by Rebecca on May 14, 2008 16:35:30 GMT -5
*She smiled thoughtfully.*
"I don't know. I rather miss horse back riding on beautiful days like today..." *she said with a sigh.* "But my balance is so precarious these days...and one cannot go anywhere FUN when they're confined to a carriage and therefore the road..."
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Post by Philippe on May 15, 2008 2:34:50 GMT -5
*Philippe frowned. He was sure she wished him to take her but, well perhaps there might be a way.*
"Perhaps we could ride together?, if you steered as it were I could support your weight."
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Post by Rebecca on May 15, 2008 2:58:12 GMT -5
"...do you think you could?" *she asked with helpless glee.* "I mean, you haven't ridden in so long..."
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Post by Philippe on May 15, 2008 3:01:59 GMT -5
"I am sure I could, I feel better now. There is no pain." *He smiled in her direction.* "I am certain I could manage."
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Post by Rebecca on May 15, 2008 3:36:38 GMT -5
*Beaming, Becca got up and went to his chair, throwing her arms around his shoulders and kissing the back of his head.*
"Thank you," *she mumbled, sniffing the scent of his cologne with a grin.*
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Post by Philippe on May 15, 2008 4:28:36 GMT -5
*Philippe kissed her hand.* "Well, if you have eaten something go and get your riding things. I shall follow presently."
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Post by Rebecca on May 15, 2008 17:00:46 GMT -5
*Becca laughed and bounced off as lightly as possible to find her sturdiest maternity dress and some riding boots that might fit her swollen ankles. Too late she thought to alter some breeches to fit her massive belly, but she would have to make do.*
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