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 Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 10:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 2:10 am
 Lexy started dancing around her room and changed into her bra and panties " One final fight, for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh...
And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
WE TRIED OUR BEST, TURN OUT THE LIGHT.
TURN OUT THE LIGHT." she singed
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 10:35 am
§ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 10:50 pm
Lexy grinned "Alone at last, we can sit and fight.
And I've lost all faith in this blurring light,
BUT STAY RIGHT HERE WE CAN CHANGE OUR PLIGHT,
WE'RE STORMING THROUGH THIS,
DESPITE WHAT'S RIGHT.
One final fight, for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Lay your heart down the ends in sight.
Conscience begs for you to do what's right.
EVERYDAY ITS THE SAME DULL KNIFE!
STAB IT THROUGH AND JUSTIFY YOUR PRIDE.
One final fight, for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh...
And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
WE TRIED OUR BEST, TURN OUT THE LIGHT.
TURN OUT THE LIGHT.
One final fight, for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh...
And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
WE TRIED OUR BEST, TURN OUT THE LIGHT.
TURN OUT THE LIGHT."
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 4:52 pm
§ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 8:54 pm
Lexy poked her head out and stared at Farrah 'yes"
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 8:09 am
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Farrah scowled slightly, "Are you hungry?" she asked with a small frown.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 12:09 am
Lexy smiled and blushed "hmm.....ok even though i was getting comfy i guess so....let me get some clothes on" she said putting on her short shorts and tight shirt
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 5:22 pm
§ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 8:45 pm
Lexy walked down to the kitchen to her mistress]
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:36 pm
Lexy walked up behind Farrah and looked what she was doing "hmmm'
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 4:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 4:54 pm
Lexy nodded her demonic tail wrapping around her leg as she opened the frige grabbing the milk and handed it to her
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Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2010 5:12 pm
§ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂ ⌂
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