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Post by Emmy Rossum on Feb 14, 2008 14:16:06 GMT -5
"...oh."
Emmy neither knew nor cared what he was on about. She shrugged and walked back over to Richard, leaning past him to pick up the music box. She wound it up and let it play for just a few seconds before getting bored and setting it down.
"Is that her? Rebecca?" She pointed to the photo.
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Post by Richard on Feb 14, 2008 14:18:16 GMT -5
"I assume as much."
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Feb 14, 2008 14:21:10 GMT -5
"Hmm."
Emmy sighed loudly and shifted her weight. She sighed again.
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Post by Richard on Feb 14, 2008 14:23:49 GMT -5
"This was probably a little retreat for them," said Richard. "They probably came here to..."
He fought back the word that had initially occurred to him and instead said "Marital things."
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Feb 14, 2008 14:25:42 GMT -5
The room suddenly transformed in Emmy's eyes from dusty and dank to dark and romantic. "Give you any ideas?" she purred, leaning into Richard.
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Post by Richard on Feb 14, 2008 14:26:40 GMT -5
"Er..."
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Feb 14, 2008 14:31:30 GMT -5
She glanced through the open doorway, squinting to see out into the sunlight. The strange man was nowhere in sight. Turning back to Richard, she place both hands on his chest and began pushing him toward the sofa. "Come on, Richard, don't you think it's about time we did...marital things?" She smirked at him, pressing her body against his and trapping him between herself and the sofa.
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Post by Richard on Feb 14, 2008 14:34:00 GMT -5
"The very definition of marital implies that we're married, you see, and it's not exactly proper at this- ((*loud gasp*)) WOMAN PLEASE REMOVE YOUR HAND FROM THAT AREA AT ONCE!"
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Feb 14, 2008 14:38:25 GMT -5
She giggled as she pushed him down onto the sofa, climbing up and straddling him. "Well, there's no harm in getting a jump on it, is there...?"
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Post by Richard on Feb 14, 2008 14:39:47 GMT -5
"Don't you want to wear white?" he said feebly.
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Feb 14, 2008 14:42:42 GMT -5
"I can still wear white..."
She leaned down and captured his lips with her own.
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Post by Richard on Feb 14, 2008 14:46:28 GMT -5
At this point, he knew it was better to just let her kiss him and pray that God would forgive him.
Adultery and bestiality all in one go. Nice work.
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Feb 14, 2008 15:01:04 GMT -5
Emmy tangled her hands in Richard's hair as she kissed him deeper, taking his lack of resistance as a sign that he was finally giving in to the desire for her that he had obviously harbored for so long. She slowed her kissing to a gentle rhthym, breaking the contact of their lips only long enough to breathe, "I think it'll be more romantic if we take it nice and slow, don't you...?"
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Post by Richard on Feb 14, 2008 15:04:56 GMT -5
"...Yes. I... I couldn't agree more."
Oh, thank God.
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Post by Emmy Rossum on Feb 14, 2008 15:08:57 GMT -5
She mumbled against his face. "Richard, why aren't you holding me?"
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