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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 17, 2007 23:44:34 GMT -5
"... You know, if you would have just agreed and went with it, you could have racked up some major points."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 17, 2007 23:48:28 GMT -5
"They like it when boys play with their hair. And they don't like being called sexy or hot. We prefer beautiful or breathtaking. They love romance. Being called or texted just because their boyfriend wanted to talk to them. Being able to not talk on the phone, just being quiet and listening to the breathing on the other end."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 17, 2007 23:52:13 GMT -5
"Practice on me?" she said with a slow smile. "Well, if you think you need it."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 17, 2007 23:54:28 GMT -5
She fought to keep her eyes open. "...Yes. Yes they do. A lot."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 17, 2007 23:56:56 GMT -5
"Soft is romantic.. and sweet," her eyes finally gave in and shut. "Hard is wanting... needing."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 6:34:32 GMT -5
Caylee bit her lip, her eyes now tightly furrowed instead of peacefully closed. "Ari... come on..." she put a hand on his wrist with the intent of pulling it off, but not nearly as much of the will power.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 21:43:35 GMT -5
"Ari, please..." she tried to protest. He had just had sex less than an hour ago! This was ridiculous. Besides, she wasn't in the mood to get hurt again.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 21:51:57 GMT -5
"Come on, you just had sex like... twenty minutes ago," she finally pulled herself out of his arms. "Girls don't like being treated as sex objects."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 22:04:16 GMT -5
"No, they don't!" she got up and put her hands on her hips. "God dammit, Ari. Being treated like a sex object is not being respected! It's being used and... and... it's not respect!"
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 22:07:07 GMT -5
"Credit for what? Trying to have more sex with me? You want credit for that?"
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 22:18:13 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes, shifting her weight to her leg leg and crossed her arms over her chest. "... I guess you weren't a complete pig. Just mostly."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 22:25:43 GMT -5
Caylee sighed again, leaning down to run her hand through his hair. "I should've known, I guess. You aren't all that bad, you know. You just have to deflate your ego a bit."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 22:37:33 GMT -5
"Do I get to dress you up in a hat and fancy-shmacy dress?" she teased, now twirling a piece of his hair in her fingers.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 22:40:42 GMT -5
She shook her leg slightly, smirking. "You're not getting any, Ari. I hope you know that."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 23:01:10 GMT -5
"Lesson one, when a girl says no, she means no," she stated. "That's one thing you're going to have to get through."
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