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[Jan. 22nd, 2008|10:58 pm] |
Who: Dwight and Gail
What: Reunion
Where: Her place.
When: Afternoon
Warnings: Um, yes, this is Dwight and Gail. Anything from cursing to kinky rough sex, dears.
He had an easy enough time finding her. That was never the problem between Dwight and Gail. Mostly, he was hesitant to ever get in anything steady with her, or he had been.
These days, well, this day, suddenly everything was different. And they would see what would happen. He would anyway. Gail was likely ready to shoot someone. She was good at that. And Dwight was good at cleaning up. Among other things.
He found her address easily and made his way there, his blood jumping and his heart racing as he anticipated seeing her, that incredible amazon who was and was not his. he could taste her lips against his own, and smell her favorite perfume, feel her body under his hands, silky smooth and muscled more than most guys, a perfect combination, for him, anyway.
He saw her, and everything went away for a moment, as a smile only she made came on his face. It was reunion and it sang in his blood. |
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