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78. Authors choice
It had happened so much faster than she even realized. Later, it dawned on her that she really didn't stand a chance. The stage was set, and fate had set it's trap. Fate had sent her on a coarse for a head on collision and she had followed it blindly. Her show was a success,she had been fabulous on the runway and was booked again as she slipped into her second piece for the night. He caught her after. His suit was sharp. Smooth words pulled her closer as she drank him in and sucked him into her soul.
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Last edited by Davvy_Wavvy; 09-07-2014 at 02:22 PM.
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