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Post by Michael on Jan 4, 2008 1:12:38 GMT -5
*He didn't fumble with his own shirt buttons. He wrapped one hand around her waist and gently pushed her back against the seat, going slowly this time...*
**FADEOUT**
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Post by Kathy on Jan 4, 2008 1:19:32 GMT -5
***FADE IN***
*Kathy held on to Michael as the motion of the train made them sway slightly. One hand stroked his back gently and she kissed his ear, whispering.*
"Thank ye, Mikey."
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Post by Michael on Jan 4, 2008 1:32:46 GMT -5
*He hoped he hadn't hurt her this time...*
"Fer what, Kath?" *He chuckled.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 4, 2008 1:34:58 GMT -5
"That was...nice." *She still couldn't help feeling Eileen had exaggerated just how nice it could be, but this had been a far cry from terrible, and it hadn't hurt a bit. Perhaps she was right and they just needed to learn. She snuggled against Michael, idly drawing circles across his chest with her fingertip.*
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Post by Michael on Jan 4, 2008 1:38:30 GMT -5
*He was still very confused, but he wrapped her in the circle of his arms and kissed her hair, her forehead, anything he could reach.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 4, 2008 1:47:25 GMT -5
"Mmm Michael," *she murmured, kissing his chin. Then, she giggled.* "I can't believe we just did that on a train..."
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Post by Michael on Jan 4, 2008 1:49:28 GMT -5
*He snorted and couldn't help but laugh.*
"Shh..." *He pulled his breeches back on, still stifling laughter.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 4, 2008 1:50:20 GMT -5
*Kathy slid her chemise on over her head, but caught Michael's eye and burst out laughing.*
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Post by Michael on Jan 4, 2008 1:52:58 GMT -5
*He couldn't even stand at this point, half from the rocking of the train and half from laughing. He sat in the sat opposite hers, tears leaking out the corners of his eyes.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 4, 2008 1:55:05 GMT -5
*Kathy quickly finished dressing and went to help Michael.*
"Shhhh they'll hear us and think you're mad," *she said, even as she was still giggling herself as she buttoned his shirt for him.* "Jesus, an' yer hair's a mess. Have you got a pocket-comb about you?"
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Post by Michael on Jan 4, 2008 1:56:07 GMT -5
"No, it's packed." *He snorted, making an attempt at his neckcloth.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 4, 2008 1:59:39 GMT -5
"Hrm..." *A moment later, Kathy licked her palm and tried to smooth down Michael's hair.*
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Post by Michael on Jan 4, 2008 2:03:22 GMT -5
*He chuckled as the conductor came 'round and announced their stop would be coming up in ten minutes.*
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Post by Kathy on Jan 4, 2008 2:07:00 GMT -5
*Kathy turned bright pink as the conductor entered the compartment and stood to fetch down their luggage.*
"He could have walked in at any time when we were--" *she shook her head, so embarrassed her ears had turned pink, too.*
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Post by Michael on Jan 4, 2008 2:09:04 GMT -5
*He chuckled.*
"Well, he didn't." *He teased, but he was still laughing.*
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