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Post by shaddai on Feb 12, 2008 17:25:59 GMT -5
She gently held her arms around his shoulders sliding down his body helping him to sit up. She glanced quickly around the destroyed park, the war had hit here as well. She closed her eyes resting her cheek against Haili's neck her breath warm against his neck she whispered "Your Pajuriak room is calling us Haili." She said with a breathy laugh. Being this close to him made her think of that night, and with all the love that she felt for him she was ready to do it again, the question was, was he?
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Post by as on Feb 13, 2008 9:47:55 GMT -5
It was with a blink of an eye that they were from the destroyed bloody sands of the park to the smooth black carpet of his room. Haili Salassi was no longer in the upper floors of the hotels, but rather a downgraded, cheaper version of the hotel room. He was running low on funds and couldn't afford anything better. His job was not providing him with the lush lifestyle that he so dream of every night.
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