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Post by witch on Jun 17, 2014 14:12:07 GMT 10
"Servents?" she questioned.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 17, 2014 14:13:53 GMT 10
"Yes, the valet, the maid, the cook... So many, yet I was alone" she said, undressing herself
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Post by witch on Jun 17, 2014 14:17:14 GMT 10
"hey wow, what are you doing?" she questioned.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 17, 2014 14:17:38 GMT 10
"I am too warm too"
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Post by witch on Jun 17, 2014 14:20:19 GMT 10
"Arh, well we could go to the river. I should try to find the chief anyway."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 17, 2014 14:21:35 GMT 10
"No, please stay here," she said, stroking her arm
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Post by witch on Jun 17, 2014 14:26:29 GMT 10
She glanced at her moving her arm away. "You tender feet have something against the sun don't you?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 17, 2014 18:01:50 GMT 10
"What do you mean?"
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Post by witch on Jun 17, 2014 21:41:19 GMT 10
"It's just that I've noticed tender feet don't spend much time in the sun. Even as famers which is kinda strange. Don't you miss the land?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 18, 2014 0:07:45 GMT 10
"I've never been near or on it"
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Post by witch on Jun 18, 2014 0:09:36 GMT 10
"What? You've never stepped outside in your life?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 18, 2014 0:41:13 GMT 10
"Not on land, on roads yes"
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Post by witch on Jun 18, 2014 0:44:46 GMT 10
"Yicks. So...what do you do all day?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jun 18, 2014 0:48:40 GMT 10
"Needle work, write, read, sketch... Dream of finding the ideal person to marry
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Post by witch on Jun 18, 2014 0:49:57 GMT 10
"Woah...wait back up. FINDING?"
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