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Post by summer on Oct 16, 2008 18:09:12 GMT -8
A little while later, Summer and Wesley had gotten back to Summer's place, after leaving Mariska's. Summer was going to text Chessy later, to let her know that she and Wesley would be back later, but right now, Summer was only worried about being with Wesley. Shutting the door behind them, Summer walked over to the bed, after sliding her sandals off, and she pulled the blankets up, looking at Wesley. "Come lay with me..." She whispered.
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Post by chessy frederickson on Oct 16, 2008 18:11:34 GMT -8
Wesley walked over to the bed, and he laid next to Summer after taking his shoes off. "I'm sorry about yelling at you..."
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Post by summer on Oct 16, 2008 18:13:47 GMT -8
"I know..." Summer said, rubbing her eyes. She pulled her t-shirt up and over her head, pulling her tank top down, to cover her stomach, and she sighed, cuddling closer to Wesley, and letting the blankets fall over them. "I'm really sorry, Baby...I just...I get angry..."
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Post by chessy frederickson on Oct 16, 2008 18:21:14 GMT -8
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Post by summer on Oct 16, 2008 18:22:44 GMT -8
Summer sniffled slightly, and she let out a light breath, unbuttoning Wesley's shirt, and sliding it off of his shoulders. "...I miss you..." She whispered.
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Post by chessy frederickson on Oct 16, 2008 18:23:35 GMT -8
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Post by summer on Oct 16, 2008 18:27:09 GMT -8
Summer pulled Wesley's tank top up and over his head, throwing it to the floor, and she started unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, letting her breathing increase. "...Make it last...." She said, in a soft tone. "I wanna feel good again..."
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Post by chessy frederickson on Oct 16, 2008 18:29:28 GMT -8
"I will..." he said, sliding her shirt up and over her head.
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Post by summer on Oct 16, 2008 18:31:08 GMT -8
Summer moved her hand down, and she unbuttoned her jeans, before unzipping them, and sliding them off. She let out a breath,wrapping her arms around Wesley's neck, and looking at him for a few seconds.
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Post by chessy frederickson on Oct 16, 2008 18:37:34 GMT -8
Wesley slid his hands down Summer's sides slowly, and he pulled her underwear down.
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Post by summer on Oct 17, 2008 2:16:54 GMT -8
Summer pulled Wesley's boxers down and off, and she bit her lip, letting her breathing heavy. She sat up a little, and let out a heated breath, so Wesley could take her bra off.
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Post by chessy frederickson on Oct 17, 2008 13:47:17 GMT -8
Wesley unclipped Summer's bra, and he threw it to the floor.
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Post by summer on Oct 17, 2008 16:12:37 GMT -8
Summer laid back on the bed, and her breathing heavied, placing her hands on Wesley's back, lightly. "...Can we get tangled in the bedsheets?" She asked, in a whisper.
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Post by chessy frederickson on Oct 17, 2008 16:32:11 GMT -8
Wesley nodded. "If you want to."
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Post by summer on Oct 17, 2008 17:10:20 GMT -8
Summer nodded, running her hand up Wesley's back, lightly, before moving it, and looking at him. "...You start it..." She whispered.
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