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 Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 5:34 pm
Caleb began to turn red. "...I want to ensure that you keep in good health." His beak pointed towards her.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 5:43 pm
Silent, Moe nuzzled him.
"You smell nice..."
[[uh oh.]]
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:00 pm
His color grew, he did not say another word.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:03 pm
Moe giggled, and went on to nuzzle his neck.
"My head doens't hurt nearly as bad as it used to..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:07 pm
"That is good to hear." Caleb said.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:08 pm
Moe phasekissed his cheek.
"Always so caring."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:22 pm
"As I said before, I want to ensure that you are keep in good spirits." Caleb turned to a dark red.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:23 pm
Moe looked at him wwith that predatory look again.
"But... are you in good spirits?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:30 pm
"I do not know truthfully." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:31 pm
Moe went and sat on his lap comfortably.
"Well, I can always help..."
[[|D;]]
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:39 pm
"How so?" Caleb questioned, readjusting himself in the chair.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:41 pm
Moe rolled her shoulders relaxedly.
"Easily answered..."
She phasekissed him on the mouth.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:48 pm
Caleb rested the back of his head on the back of the leather chair. He sank more into the chair as she kissed him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:50 pm
[[Bye old mechanic man!]]
Moe drew a circle on a safe part of his chest with her finger as she continued to kiss him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:58 pm
((What?))
Caleb's head curled back. He gripped the arms of the chair hard.
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