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Post by carlos david dunn on Jun 24, 2011 2:28:37 GMT -5
Carlos nodded along to everything she was saying. Now he knew what the difference was! Mormons! Just like in the old days. He mentally slapped himself and smiled as she ruffled his hair. "So tell me.. what's this story of yours? I can see in your eyes that there's something more" he replied, smiling. He lightly leaned down and kissed her forehead, sighing in his mind that he got to touch this beautiful woman. "Wait.. would I get stoned for doing that?" he asked, giggling like a little school boy who just got his first ever crush.
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Post by kezlea ann missal on Jun 24, 2011 3:15:59 GMT -5
Ehh... Not much to tell. Basically, my parents had really high expectations for me because of my sister. She ran away from home when she was thirteen. She wanted to avoid all things religion. She got married at fifteen, illegally of course, had a baby at sixteen and basically went off the deep end. She got converted to Catholicism. Her "husband" cheated on her with an "older" woman, they got "divorced" and she was stuck with a two year old child she never wanted in the first place. I am not close with my sister, so I don't know the whole story, my parents kind of keep it secret from just about everyone. But apparently, when I was nine, my sister came back home. She was on drugs really bad, totally not someone you want to be around. My parents took the child, but didn't want the responsibility of it, and didn't approve of him since it was out of wedlock, so they gave him to a fellow mormon family that was having trouble concieving their own. As for my sister, well she went to rehab and I haven't seen her since. When I ask about her, they act like its some huge secret, like she is a ghost or something. She shook her head. She was still upset with her parents for the whole situation. Like I said, high expectations. You are probably wondering why they signed my emancipation papers after what happened with my sister. And the reason for that is simple. I didn't run away, I was adult about the situation and in their eyes, I was ready to become a woman or whatever. My emancipation was kind of like an epiphany for them. She was tired of talking about herself, it was not something she did very well. She smiled as he kissed her forehead and laughed. oh absolutely She mimicked a serious face. She had the sudden urge to kiss him, so she sat up, out of his arms, and kissed him, his lips tasting sweet. She let them longer, wondering if he would kiss her back.
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Post by carlos david dunn on Jun 24, 2011 3:27:28 GMT -5
Carlos listened closely. "Wow, that's uhh.. interesting.. must be tough for your sister" he replied. He wondered how she got through all this and still be as vibrant and as well-put together as she is. You really are something else he whispered to himself, in his mind.
Suddenly Carlos felt a warm feeling touch his cold, lonely lips. He smiled immediately recognizing what the feeling was from, her lips. He gave in and kissed her back, his tongue playing on her lips, begging for entrance.
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Post by kezlea ann missal on Jun 24, 2011 13:09:26 GMT -5
She felt him kiss back, a surge of energy and butterflies all at the same time. She let him enter, kissing him back, enjoying every moment. She pulled back a few moments after and smiled. You are amazing. All that stuff you dealt with as a child. I could never be that strong. And you're right, it probably is tough for my sister, but she isn't important at the moment. I don't even know her, never did really. So it doesn't bother me. She smiled again, letting her hair down from its bun, now that the sun was nearly set. It seemed like they were the only ones on the beach, even though there were tons of surfers getting ready for night surfing. Something she often did. Do you surf? She was holding hope, that they would have that in common, but if not it wasn't a big deal. She liked him either way.
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Post by carlos david dunn on Jun 24, 2011 18:55:03 GMT -5
After she asked that one question, Carlos let out a nervous chuckle and you could see his hand reach for the back of his neck again. He let out a heavy sigh and turned towards Kezlea, "I used to.. when I was a child.. but my friends older brother, at the time, said that there was a shark out to get me.. and ridiculous as it sounds.. I believed him and kinda still do. I only go in the water for a swim, no other activities, now." he grinned. He held up his hands in a defense manner. "Chu no lie, me lyk it!" he stated, trying his best to imitate Kezlea's voice, failing.
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Post by kezlea ann missal on Jun 24, 2011 20:03:49 GMT -5
Ha, wow. A shark huh? She laughed at that. She was just inquiring if he knew how, not if he wanted to. You know, when I was little, I would pretend there were monsters on my bed, and jump from furniture piece to furniture piece to avoid them. I guess we all have our lil quirks. She smiled at him. It was now completely dark, except for the moon light dancing on the sand. Being next to the coast, there was a breeze and her polka dot bikini was not being good to keep that breeze out. She shivered a little bit. So do you wanna get outta here? I can go home and change and we can go to dinner or something, or just chill, whatever. But I need to get outta my suit.. She contorted with laughter, She didn't like the cold. She stood, wrapping her towel around herself, Looking at him, waiting for an answer.
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Post by carlos david dunn on Jun 25, 2011 19:47:28 GMT -5
Carlos took a double take over at Kezlea and noticed that she was shivering. He waited for her to say something before nodding and running over to grab his bag, coming back to Kezlea and pulling stuff out of his bag. He pulled out his hoody and passed it over to Kezlea. "Uh, I can see you're cold.. so.." he chuckled and started rubbing the back of his neck again.
He watched her put it on and smiled, wrapping his arms around her, engulfing her into a bear hug and rubbing her arms, to keep her warm. "If you want we could go out for dinner. It's up to you though" he replied, smiling warmly at her before leaning down and kissing her cheek.
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Post by kezlea ann missal on Jun 26, 2011 22:55:54 GMT -5
Kez laughed. Her laugh was infectious. I was a tad cold She smiled, giving a chuckle. Thanks! Her hazel eyes, found his and smiled. She wrapped her arms around him, returning the bear hug. The hoodie was only about a size to big, but it was comfy and warm.
Dinner sounds excellent, but I would like to go home and shower first, you know wash the salt from hair. You can come if you like, my apartment is not huge, but there is t.v. and whatnot, you dont have to, but you know... She felt kind of silly invited him to her apartment, but at the same time, she felt happy. She had invited someone to her house, her friend, sure they had kissed, but had that meant anything else? She didn't know, she wasn't inviting him to her apartment so that they could see where this was going, she was inviting him to her apartment so she could shower and go to dinner with him to see where this was going. She was just hoping he would agree and not try to take advantage of her.
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Post by carlos david dunn on Jun 27, 2011 22:42:01 GMT -5
Carlos smiled at her, he really liked this girl. He'd never met anyone so beautiful in his entire life. "Of course you can go shower" he smiled. "I'll definitely come have a look at your apartment. See if it's anywhere near as good as mine" he winked, playfully pushing her with his tongue hanging out. He chuckled at himself and leaned down, kissing her forehead lightly before placing his index finger under her chin and pulling it upwards towards her. "You're definitely one of a kind" he grinned, pecking her lips softly.
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Post by kezlea ann missal on Jun 27, 2011 23:03:21 GMT -5
She smiled. Well Good... Let's go. She laughed at his expression before feeling his lips on her forehead and then on her lips. She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her car, a cerulean blue 2010 Mustang: Courtesy of her parents. Surfboard under one arm, his hand in the other.
(ooc: Wanna just post in the housing now, just have the shower be common knowledge and skip to dinner...however its fine.)
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