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 Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:20 pm
"How old was he?" Orient asks.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:21 pm
"Ionno. din't like him cuz he was young'r'hot'r'nuthin. But he was nice. Brought me wine, stuck around a little after. Ne'er tried to cheat me. one'uv the good'uns."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:24 pm
Uriel blinks, "My fav'rite?" He ponders this a moment, and answers far more earnestly than he would without the wine, "prolly you."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:25 pm
"oh." Oriet replies. He hadn't expected that answer.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:27 pm
"Y'save m'life, tho I din' have proper way t'repay you, kept me onboard... give me free boar'n'rent. Y'treat me like a person, y'en't half bad looking, y'let me share yer bed, e'en when we haven't done it, and y'take care o'my needs when we do."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:28 pm
"It's no fun if on'y one o' us likes it."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:29 pm
Uriel sighs a little, "'f'only all m'custom thought that way."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:30 pm
"At leas' one o' 'em does though..." Orient replies. "We should get on the bed, afore we fall asleep here..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:31 pm
"y'have t'stand up first." Uriel points out, since Orient is currently occupying his lap.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:32 pm
Orient pushes himself up, into sitting postiong,
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:33 pm
Uriel actually manages to get himself standing, and being the less inebriated of the two, offers his hand to Orient.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:33 pm
Orient takes the hand offered and gets onto his feet, although he is rather unsteady.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:34 pm
The prostitute heads over to the bed, and lies on his side of it.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:36 pm
Orient follows, but looses his balance, winding up on top of Uriel. He decides that this position isn't so bad though, and bites Uriel's neck softly.
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