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 Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:42 pm
I laugh slightly and try to hid my neck,
"that tickles, stop it!"
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crap- my spot....tickle....
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:45 pm
"ohh so now i kno were your ticklish" muko says as his hand unstraps her bra then his hand slides up and tickles her
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:52 pm
"MNN- noo"
I wine and try to hide my neck,
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:56 pm
muko laughs a little "ok i wont"
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:06 pm
"yay!"
I hug him tightly, and play with your baby hair
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:12 pm
muko kisses her on the neack then right above her boobs "come on" muko stands and makes shur she dosnt fall then he pulls her with him into her room
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:17 pm
"where are we going?"
I say and keep my arm around my chest from wondering eyes,
I follow through
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:20 pm
muko pulls her into her room and shuts it behind them
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:23 pm
I squeek as i find myself on the bed,
"whoa..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:31 pm
muko gets on the bed and kisses sparky
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 3:35 pm
"What are you doing"
I squeeked looking at him curiously.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 3:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:19 pm
"I feel bad for kami..."
I frown and sit up...
"I feel worst cause i think its still my fault that she joined them"
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:18 pm
muko hugs her "its not, dont worrie we will get her back"
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 9:55 pm
"But she always acted like this to me, she was... normal to everyone but once her surface breaks you can see everything, she doesnt trust me as much as i thought she would, she even slapped a teacher at her old school...."
i fidget, and twiddle my thumbs remembering,
"She isnt to be alive now if it wasnt for someone of a brother to her...."
I mumble remembering the night.
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