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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 27, 2007 19:15:04 GMT -5
"Turn around, I can't see," Caylee said from the floor, squinting her eyes. She giggled, rolling over onto her stomach and holding her chin up by her palms.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 27, 2007 19:17:57 GMT -5
Emmett jumped and backed up, this time into the side wall "What is with you?!" he asked a bit breathlessly as he stared at her with wide eyes, wondering what in the world she was doing on the floor. Are you kidding me? "You're impossible."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 27, 2007 19:19:24 GMT -5
"I'm just being playful, geez," she sat up, crossing her legs. "You seem so down and depressed. I'm just trying to cheer you up."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 27, 2007 19:24:37 GMT -5
"...Right now you're kinda creepin me out." he told her with an ever so small hint of a smile. He sighed at her melting his gaze and leaned over giving her head a pat. "...you're just lucky I'm dressed this time." almost like a weak threat, but not because it was Emmett. He turned back towards the mirror and then towards her. "...Please get up, I look better at a straight or above angle." he pointed out, being completely serious.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 27, 2007 19:28:08 GMT -5
"You were dressed THIS time that I was looking," she teased, getting up and going to the chair in the corner. She stood up on the chair, looking down at Emmett. "Is this a high enough angle for you?"
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 27, 2007 19:33:38 GMT -5
He gave her a dull glare and then came up to her putting his hands on her hips securely. He picked her up off the bench and set her down, placing her in front of him. "How about...Right here. Perfect." giving a single nod and then giving her cheek a very weak and hardly worth of it's name pinch.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 27, 2007 19:37:17 GMT -5
Caylee giggled again, "I don't know, I liked the view from up there better." She straightened the collar of the shirt and observed him. "Do you like the shirt?"
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 27, 2007 19:40:53 GMT -5
Emmett flinched as her hands came toward him but then tried to stay still for her as she fixed him up. "Uh...I guess. If you do." he answered her, already knowing she wasn't going to like his reply. He looked down at her hands fussing with him. In her last moments of fixing the fold he turned his head down in defense not liking her so close to his skin. When she'd left him he stood straighter and watched her eyes as they looked him over.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 27, 2007 19:44:10 GMT -5
"I think you look great," she smiled at him, stepping back. "Really. You look great, Emmie. You made a good choice."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 27, 2007 19:52:16 GMT -5
He took in a deep breath, not sure how he was going to respond to that. "Okay then." he said short wordedly, and then made quick work on getting changed. He didn't want to have to ask her to leave, or deal with pushing her out of the room. So he speedly slipped out of the button down and flew into his longsleeve. He handed Caylee the shirt, "Hold this, please?" while smoothing out his own shirt. He reached into his sleeves pulling the strap of the undershirt though his arms, then dug into his collar to pull it out and over his head, also handing it to MJ with another 'please?'. With the speed he was going earlier, you wouldn't guess he'd become a quick change expert, but now it was obvious. When he realized he shouldn't pull off the same trick with pants, he looked at Mary Jane and begged her with his eyes to give him some privacy. "I'll hang these up." taking the shirts back that he'd given to her. He stood out of her way and waited for her to take her leave.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 27, 2007 20:47:30 GMT -5
Caylee stuck her tongue out at him again and sauntered out of the room, skipping a little. She sat back down on her chair, waiting for Emmett to leave.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 27, 2007 22:49:53 GMT -5
He came out shortly after, again tucking in his under garmets behind him and pulled his shirt down. He stood infront of her holding the shirts which had been poorly put back on the black plastic hangers. Emmett scratched the back of his neck, a lack of words, and his eyes glanced toward the main room of the store letting her walk infront of him.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 27, 2007 22:54:14 GMT -5
As Caylee fished through her purse for her wallet, she spoke to Emmie. "So... let me get this straight. I can share a bed with you for the good majority of our friendship... but I can't see you in your boxers?"
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 27, 2007 22:59:00 GMT -5
"Uh one- ...You got in bed with me that first time and it just became tradition. Two-......I'm needy. And three," taking her wallet from her, putting it into the back pocket of his bondage pants, and took out his own from the front. "I wear pants when we're in bed." he explained, knowing very well he was making a point.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 27, 2007 23:01:11 GMT -5
"One- don't think I'm scared to grab your ass," she slid her hand into his back pocket and wrapped her hand around her wallet. "Two- you were crying the first time. Three- Gimme that!" she took his wallet in her hand and removed her wallet from his ass pocket.
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