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  • Archive Re: The Fontaine Bleu

    Chris "Wow, that is amazing." I say. "That is so wonderful." I whisper in her ear tell her who Usher is.

    Apr 3, 2013
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    Chris "Not possible." I say, pushing the hair out of she face.

    Apr 3, 2013
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    Chris I sit up, her still in my lap. "How can you even say that?" I ask. I pick up up and walk into the bathroom. "Look how stunning you ...

    Apr 3, 2013
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    Chris I smile and laugh. "You are just so beautiful." I say

    Apr 3, 2013
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    Chris I smile and stroke the side of her face, kissing her nose softly.

    Apr 3, 2013
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    Chris I smile midkiss and wrap an arm around her waist.

    Apr 3, 2013
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    Chris I smile and lay back on the bed, her ontop of me.

    Apr 3, 2013
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    Chris I pull closer to her and run a hand through her hair.

    Apr 2, 2013
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    Chris I smile and wrap my arms around her back. Even though it has not even been a full day, I missed this.

    Apr 2, 2013
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    Chris A huge smile grows around my face and I gently kiss her forehead. "That is wonderful to here."

    Apr 2, 2013
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    Chris I smile and her. "We have had some great moments." I say.

    Apr 2, 2013
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    Chris I smile and look into her eyes as she looks into my eyes.

    Apr 2, 2013
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    Chris I smile at blush and bring her a little closer to me.

    Apr 2, 2013
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    Chris I smile at her and spin her around and dip her. When I pull her up, she lets out a little laugh and I do the same.

    Apr 2, 2013
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    Chris I bring her hand on my shoulder and place my hand on her waist. Then I take her hand. "This is a slow dance." I say to her. We ...

    Apr 2, 2013


I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights