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			<description><![CDATA[ (because there are several writers involved in this thread ..with Bud, Marie, Jason and Darcy, we&#39;re going to temporarily move it to one topic titled
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			<pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 09:57:12 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Jason let out one of those trademark giggles. It wasn&#39;t a girly giggle but Webster&#39;s hasn&#39;t come up with a word to define this bubble of laughter
full of masculine tomfoolery.
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He shook his head, feeling pretty damn proud of what Darcy did. Not even bothering to look down at the man who looked as if he were waiting to be knighted,
Jason moved Darcy toward an empty table.
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&quot;Sorry, Love. It really is a great place but I didn&#39;t mean to... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">His mouth. Teasing her knuckles, licking her palm, sucking her thumb. Sweet Jesus, did he know what that did
to her? It had been all she could do not to squirm on the seat but somehow, Darcy managed to control herself. When he abruptly opened his door and got out of
the car, she was stunned but still managed to get herself out and was ready for him when he came around the rear of the SUV.
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			<description><![CDATA[ His cheek twitched and he knew he was caught. Yep it was a Freudian slip but he&#39;d been suffering a dry spell from all angles lately. They were just pulling
into the lot of the joint he was taking her to and he hoped he could bury the big shit he just took. Then again, maybe he should just be honest.
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&quot;Darce, you&#39;re a beautiful woman and its hard for me not to think about ...well...being with you. I didn&#39;t mean to come off sounding the way I did
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">The words &#39;blow job&#39; and &#39;overdue&#39; coming from those sweetly shaped lips had Darcy losing
interest in the LED readout and slanting her eyes toward Jason. Did he mean what she thought, or was it just another one of those strine expressions she had
yet to learn? Maybe she was giving off stronger signals than she&#39;d realized. Either way, it was interesting.</p>

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			<description><![CDATA[ I hate Yuku. Just ate my four paragraph post. ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ He guffawed. &quot;From what I know about this place, its been getting hit by storms since the beginning of time. It&#39;s still her innit it?&quot; He turned
to give her a wink. &quot;Darce, I reckon our night out could turn into a hell of a hurricane party. Take it easy, love. I&#39;m looking forward to the big
blow job myself. Been a while since I had a good adrenaline rush and I&#39;m well overdue.&quot; Hopefully she didnt misinterpret him. ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p>&quot;Maybe we shouldn&#39;t go,&quot; Darcy worried, staring at the radio&#39;s digital readout as if it were a television screen. &quot;To the pub, I
mean. I probably should take care of the storm shutters...&quot; She turned to look at his handsome profile. &quot;I know that&#39;s not what you had in mind
for the evening but I guess I should be practical if there&#39;s a hurricane coming.&quot; 
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			<description><![CDATA[ He took the bag from her hand and bent forward to kiss her cheek like the Spanky would kiss Darla. It was sweet but hard to translate.
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&quot;Seems the weather is turning a bit nasty on us and we have a bit of a drive. No worries, love. I brought the Land Rover so we&#39;ll be apples.
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It wasn&#39;t until he had her safely seated in the SUV that they heard the truth about the pending storm. The radio buzzed in that annoying way it did before
impending disaster and the even... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ He already had her laughing. Clean <em>knickers</em>...where did the Aussies and Brits get that term? &quot;Going to pack right now,&quot; Darcy told him,
smiling wickedly. And there was no mistaking the lightness that suddenly infused her heart and voice. Jason. And an overnight bag. That sounded so damn good.
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He was true to his word. She barely had time to throw her toiletries and a nightgown, a sexy piece of silk and lace if there ever was one, into a bag along
with clean... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ He heard what lay beneath in her voice. What the hell happened to her to make her feel this down? One way or the other he&#39;d get her laughing if it took him
all night.
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&quot;Right, mate. I&#39;ve got just the place in mind. We can drink like fish, eat like swine and dance like fools. How does that suit you? It&#39;s in a part
of town where I&#39;m pretty sure no one will know either of us as well. Anonymity has its advantages. No one will bust our arses if we get shitfaced. In... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;I think...I want dinner. Nothing fancy, even just a burger is fine. I want a drink, or maybe even a couple of them. And I want to talk. No movie, no
horses, and,&quot; she chuckled softly, &quot;definitely no Sean. I don&#39;t think I could keep up with him tonight.&quot;
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Darcy took a deep breath, thought of Bud&#39;s sweetly curved mouth, his piercing eyes, his broad strong hands. But he wasn&#39;t there, he&#39;d lied to her,
stood her up again, and Jason Morgan was... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ The long moment of silence must have made her knickers moist with sweat but he couldn&#39;t speak. He was trying to suppress a laugh. It wasn&#39;t that he
found her request funny but her delivery was hilarious.
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&quot;Love, you must be desperate to be asking me for a date and I don&#39;t mean it in a bad way, I mean desperate to get the hell out of your house. How
could I refuse an offer like that?&quot; He really didn&#39;t conceal the chuckle at this point. &quot;What would you... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <em>&quot;Jason? Hi, it&#39;s Darcy.&quot;</em>
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She paused and bit her lip, suddenly thinking this was a bad idea. And rude...it was rude to call someone at what was obviously the last minute and hope to
catch him without a date on such a special day. Especially a man like Jason Morgan, who never seemed to lack for female company.
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After his cheerful &quot;How&#39;s it going, love?&quot; Darcy didn&#39;t know what to say to approach the matter delicately. She&#39;d never... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;Okay, Okay, give a bloke a break. I sure as shit ain&#39;t dead, you know.&quot; The last bit was not a question but it was a firm direct statement.
&quot;I&#39;ll admit it, my mind is in the bloody gutter but what do you expect? I reckon I had to give it a go but it seems you two lovely sheila&#39;s are
not about to cooperate. No worries and no hitting me. I&#39;ve been through that before. You both love me don&#39;t you?&quot; ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;I bet I know what's up,&quot; Darcy said without thinking, and clapped a hand over her mouth. &quot;Oh jeez...forget I said that, will you?&quot;<br><br>She looked at Sandi, and without consciously planning it, they both looked down. Didn't mean to, really. But sometimes a girl's eyes have a mind of their own. ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;My loves? Jason what's up with you mate?&quot; Sandi wasn't above being an aussie sheila when she was with him. ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;It looks to me like he's turning his attention toward my sister for the time being.&quot; Jason did his best to hurry the two woman out the door. He noticed his father making a bee line for his sister and the captain. Thank Christ it was her turn for a change. <br><br>&quot;I think we're safe for now. my loves.&quot; Lordy if those two lovely ladies knew what was on his mind at the moment he'd probably get a set of knees to his ..set. <br><div... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;Don't wave! Damn, too late...&quot; muttered Darcy, giving up and waving at Sean too. <br><br>She cast an appraising eye at Sandi and questioned, &quot;Did you do that on purpose? If you did, it won't work. I'm still going out for that drink. With Jason. And I guess you.&quot; ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;Hey Darcy.&quot; Sandi smiled and turned her head in Sean's direction and waved.<br><br>&quot;Darcy, I think you're right, we'd better get a wiggle on, he'll be over here in two tics, his nose will be getting the better of him.&quot; ]]></description>

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