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Post by Marc Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 18:58:58 GMT -5
*It continued, at this pace, dissolving into more feeling than any thought...*
**FADE-OUT**
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Post by Marianne Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:02:54 GMT -5
**FADE-IN**
*After all was done, she lay drowsy in his arms, content.*
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Post by Marc Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:11:09 GMT -5
*Marc lay quietly, not sleepy but not really in any mood to move. He was fine where he was, with her*
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Post by Marianne Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:13:34 GMT -5
*And for a while, she just lay there, awake and safe in his arms, breathing softly, unwilling to move. Then she sighed a little.*
"We should probably get up and go tell your parents."
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Post by Marc Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:20:42 GMT -5
*He sighed*
"As much as I'd like to stay here...you're right."
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Post by Marianne Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:22:33 GMT -5
*She slowly inched herself up, keeping the sheet tight against her, a little ashamed of her nakedness.*
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Post by Marc Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:44:45 GMT -5
*He laid gentle fingers on her arm*
"Shy?"
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Post by Marianne Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:46:02 GMT -5
*She nodded.*
"A little." *It was an understatement--a vast one.*
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Post by Marc Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:47:38 GMT -5
*He leaned in to kiss her cheek*
"After all that?" He said, in a gently teasing voice.
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Post by Marianne Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 19:49:17 GMT -5
*She turned bright pink.* "I just... bad experiences."
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Post by Marc Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 20:01:04 GMT -5
"It's all right, darling. Here, I'll dress first and let you to your privacy."
*So saying, he got out of bed and started to gather his clothes together*
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Post by Marianne Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 20:02:40 GMT -5
*She said nothing, but the relief and thanks on her face were enough to express it.*
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Post by Marc Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 20:06:23 GMT -5
*Once dressed, he paused to give her a kiss*
"I'll be in the foyer."
*And then he was out*
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Post by Marianne Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 20:11:14 GMT -5
*She rose, dressed, pinned her hair back up and went to join him. Once she caught sight of him the butterflies surprised her in her stomach again. She smiled a little, unconsciously, simply happy to see him.*
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Post by Marc Desmarais on Sept 21, 2008 20:14:28 GMT -5
*Her smile was fully returned as he moved to her side*
"My parents will be down shortly."
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