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Post by Miso on Dec 26, 2006 22:12:36 GMT 10
Sasha was shocked at the sudden drop, but then relaxed into the kiss. Well, for half of it. Something rose from her stomach, and suddenly she broke away and crashed to the ground. She didn't feel any pain or anything; she was too busy giggling. She carried on like this for a few minutes as she had trouble stopping herself.
When the giggle finally subsided, she looked up at George, a wide grin still plastered on her face.
"I'm sorry," she said. "That was just so sudden, and weird... but nice! Let's do it again!"
And so Sasha scrambled to her feet and kissed George gently on the tip of his nose, which she could only just reach.
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Post by I HAVE A NAME. on Dec 26, 2006 22:25:58 GMT 10
George just laughed and hugged her tightly. When he relesed her he tried the dip again.
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Post by Miso on Dec 26, 2006 22:35:41 GMT 10
This time Sasha was ready. She dipped somewhat gracefully, arms flung around George's neck, totally confident that his strong arms could hold her.
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Post by I HAVE A NAME. on Dec 26, 2006 22:48:43 GMT 10
George lifted her again. "C'mon, Lets eat." He said, a platter of food appearing in mid air out of flames.
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Post by Miso on Dec 26, 2006 22:55:21 GMT 10
Sasha saw the plate and shook her head vigourously.
"Na-ah," she said. "I'm not eating that food again! I've already been addicted to it once; it's not happening again."
She sat stubbornly next to the picnic basket and opened it up. She took a bread roll out and ripped it open. She scooped ham and potato salad into it with a fork and then stuffed it into her mouth, finally aware of how hungry she was.
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Post by I HAVE A NAME. on Dec 26, 2006 22:59:04 GMT 10
"Umm, okay." George said. Eating brownies off the platter floating around.
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Post by Miso on Dec 27, 2006 9:57:07 GMT 10
Sasha finished the bun quickly and helped herself to another one, this time with lettuce, tomato and cheese, and chicken.
She downed that one just as fast and then lay back, looking up at the mid-afternoon sky that poked through the trees.
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Post by I HAVE A NAME. on Dec 27, 2006 10:23:26 GMT 10
"Hmm, it's getting late." George said, "We should go." Walking up to the rocks where they came from.
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Post by Miso on Dec 27, 2006 13:19:55 GMT 10
Sasha shrugged and hauled herself to her feet.
"This was nice," she said as she reached the boulder.
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