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 Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 8:38 am
Caleb began to walk out. "I will let yourself to that then."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 8:58 am
Moé heard thhis, and then ran towards him, hurriedly embracing him.
"B-But sir! I'd rather spend time with you."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:11 am
Caleb turned to a soft pink. "....I understand then."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:14 am
Moé giggled, and nuzzled his arm.
"Do you... wish to go out anywhere? See friends, or anything?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:08 am
"I am quite fine as it is." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:10 am
Moé softened her embrace, lightly phaseplacing her cheek on his.
"I'm just fine withh thhat, too.."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:15 am
Caleb turned to a darker color. He looked down at her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:50 am
Moé giggled, and then phasekissed him, wrapping her arms around his head, and ignoring her still-injured hand.
[[Moé: Luckily the less active part of the accordion song was on that hand.]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 10:56 am
Moé giggled, and then phasekissed him, wrapping her arms around his head, and ignoring her still-injured hand.
[[Moé: Luckily the less active part of the accordion song was on that hand.]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:02 am
Caleb looked over to her injured hand. "...I would rather you would keep it in check."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:04 am
Moé looked sad.
"I would forsake personal comfort to embrace you, Sir... I love nothing more than the warmth of your body..."
[[Umm...]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:07 am
"....That has little to do with the subject. You need to take better care of your own body." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:12 am
Moé nodded.
"Yes, sir..."
She suddenly felt cold,and then rubbed her hand up and donw her arms, though the friction on her injured hand made her wince in pain.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:22 am
"I meant you should not use your hand." Caleb said, a pale hand exiting the robe and holding onto her injured hand with a soft hold.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 11:26 am
Moé, at this kind andd loving action, went speechless, her uninjured hand lightly going up to her mouth.
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