Jan 15, 2006 17:01
The hammock is still swaying back and forth, and Charlie clings to Gretchen, gasping for breath.
His patience has been rewarded. Give him a few mintues for his brain to start working again.
smut,
gretchen ross,
otherways
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"Still think the ghost bells are magical?"
Yes, she's still wearing them, jut not much else.
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"So, where do we go from here?"
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She grins and pulls him close and rubs noses with him.
"And when you're done...?"
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"Sounds like we need to have a grown-up talk soon, then."
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"Ah, but with great sex comes great responsibility."
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She kisses him again.
"You wanna do this now and get it over with?"
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"I like to be spontaneous. Come on. Let's get some tea."
She stands and finds a t-shirt and jeans and hops down onto the dresser.
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"Oh, come on, Charlie. It's not that bad. Not like I'm taking your wisdom teeth out or something.
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