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 Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 12:20 pm
Slaine, with still closed eyes, took the given kiss appreciatively but not without doing it through a moan of continued objection. Once breaking from the kiss he looked up at Mizi with pouted lips. "Fine.. but only if you make me something to drink," he said. "Something alcoholic?" His eyes turned into a facade of innocent pleading. It would be a great way to start off his day, he had concluded. And now he would have someone who could actually make good drink mixtures. Why waste that blessing?
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 3:14 pm
Violet eyes stared down into Slaine's pleading ones, with one eyebrow raised almost skeptically. After a moment, Mizi grinned and nodded. "I did say that I would make you anything," he recalled. The brunette climbed off of Slaine and walked to the door. He turned. "What would you like? Coffee? Tea? Something cold?" he asked.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 3:29 pm
Slaine had shifted himself to where his head hung backward from the bed's edge as he trained his gave onto the Mizi. His tousled hair fell from his face while his still bare chest was somewhat put into view as the comforter was slipping from his stretched frame. "How about a milkshake?" he asked. "Strawberry.. Actually, make that a strawberry rumshake." He offered a sweet smile. "And while you do that, I'll take a shower."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 6:38 pm
For most of the night Iramu couldn't sleep. Partly because of the sore on his butt but it was mostly caused by the that picture that was hanging on the board. That picture was getting more familiar as he thought of it more and more. Well now that he is in the town of his family he could try and find them. (Who are the customers?)
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 6:59 pm
Hatsu was bored now. No one had said anything to him today and Lady B was no where to be found. A customer came in unsteadily. Finally human contact! Hatsu smiled as best as he could " Hello sir. What.. can...I..." Hatsu drifted off as the man passed him like Hatsu wasn't there. The man made his way around the counter with a zigzagging pattern. He had the pungent scent of alcohol.
He brought his eyes up to Hatsu, just noticing him. " Hey.. you're cute." The man grabbed his shoulders and, out of instinct, Hatsu popped him right in the jaw. The man fell to the ground and Hatsu hand throbbed.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 7:18 pm
"Ah... no more... no more," Rikuo pleaded as he gazed up at the never ending tower of dishes. More were to come. He could feel his hands getting all wrinkled from the water and his arms becoming numb and heavy from all the scrubbing.
There was a knock at the backdoor. Lady B looked up from her work desk. The person knocked again. "Shinto!" she called out, "can you grab the door?"
"Sure thing Lady B," he chirped and slid down the railing of the staircase. He opened the door and greeted the white clothed man with a friendly smile. "That time already? Alright, go set your things up in the study room and I'll call the boys," Shinto instructed and held the door open for the man in the white trench coat. Like a child, he darted from the door and ran around the house, shouting "THE VAN'S HERE! GET YOUR SORE ASSES DOWN HERE! THE VAN'S HERE!"
Rikuo looked up from his dishes, hearing Shinto's voice and suddenly watch all many boys put their things down and leave the bakery.
"What's going on?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 7:35 pm
"Yah," Iramu screamed as the other prostitutes pushed him and others out of bed to were the man was. As Iramu was being pushed he caught a glimpse of a boy who was washing the dishes. He recognized him as the boy on the pick and looked as the crowd carried him in the other direction.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:07 pm
Shinto blue a whistle, "Alright settle down. We all want to get this done as soon as possible. Now I know a lot of your hate these beacuse.. well.. needles are a scary thing. But Midoki-sensei has brought some very handsome male nurses so you don't want to miss this. Now get in line. Two single file rows please."
Rikuo had snuck his way out of the kitchen and peeked around the corner to catch a glimps at the comotion. "Pst!" he whispered to the boy closest to him, "what's going on?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:11 pm
Derniere_Danse Rikuo had snuck his way out of the kitchen and peeked around the corner to catch a glimps at the comotion. "Pst!" he whispered to the boy closest to him, "what's going on?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:15 pm
Imaru? That name sounded so familar. "No, I just started this week."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:18 pm
Derniere_Danse Imaru? That name sounded so familar. "No, I just started this week."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:20 pm
ichinosai Derniere_Danse Imaru? That name sounded so familar. "No, I just started this week." "So you were sold," he replied before sighing. "I've got a 15275 yen debt. Long story. Don't bother to ask."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:24 pm
Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse Imaru? That name sounded so familar. "No, I just started this week." "So you were sold," he replied before sighing. "I've got a 15275 yen debt. Long story. Don't bother to ask."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:27 pm
ichinosai Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse Imaru? That name sounded so familar. "No, I just started this week." "So you were sold," he replied before sighing. "I've got a 15275 yen debt. Long story. Don't bother to ask." "Yeah..." he looked up at the boy directing the line, "I slept with him not knowing he was a prostitute."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 8:32 pm
Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse ichinosai Derniere_Danse Imaru? That name sounded so familar. "No, I just started this week." "So you were sold," he replied before sighing. "I've got a 15275 yen debt. Long story. Don't bother to ask." "Yeah..." he looked up at the boy directing the line, "I slept with him not knowing he was a prostitute."
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