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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 29, 2007 17:02:14 GMT -5
Emilian smirked and took a step towards her. He ran a finger down her neck and looked into her eyes, his own sparkling. "Lucretia's rather good in bed, well," he grinned, "It was a table, but you get the idea. The way she said my name..." he trailed off, "mmm," he finished with a smug smile.
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Post by Lafra Seyrrou on Oct 29, 2007 19:32:15 GMT -5
She pushed his finger away a look of disgust crossing her features. "She would never, how could you even speak of her in such a way." she had been forced to go through that, she didn't think it was rational of her to do it willingly.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 29, 2007 19:35:32 GMT -5
Emilian chuckled, "Oh she did, she all but got down on her knees and begged me for it too." His voice was deep and soft as he spoke, the memory plastering a smile on his face. "I believe she said 'I want you to make me regret this day.'"
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