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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Jan 29, 2008 0:54:03 GMT 1
Alyssa grinned like a cheshire cat at his... “Oh and of course the one thing every man on this earth loves to do…but you knew that.” She looked to his with a fake disappointed look. "You do know that you're meant to make a girl feel special and not like tomorows trash right?!" She joked. "And so am i to assume that picking up strange girls in a bar is something you do often?" She said, although teasing and joking.... maybe this wasn't a good idea.... after all.... being used wasn't alyssa's favorite thing to do. Then again... what was she if not used to it?
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Post by duncan on Jan 29, 2008 1:03:20 GMT 1
Duncan rolled his eyes, he was for one surprised that she had not noticed that he could easily see everything she hardly hide with that dress. “Oh I know, but you ask, and I didn’t want to lie to you” he told her with a grin all his own. “No, pick up means flirt with girls at a bar and then go home, and sometimes yes I go on a date with them, but never like this.” he told her with a grin. “I am not one of those types.” he told her as he began to turn onto a road just off the main. “And you are special, never let anyone tell you any different.” he told her his tone spoke of stern resolve.
“Oh and in case your wondering, no I have never been ‘sick’ a day in my life..” he told her, making the conversation seem more real to someone like it was between mortal and mortal. “Not that I am saying we should go… oh you get what I mean.” he said with a chuckle.
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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Jan 29, 2008 1:32:47 GMT 1
Alyssa went all shy and embaressed as he told her she was special and the things he said... it was like her opinion did a comlete 180 in a matter of seconds. She could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks and as she looked down she could see the skirt of her dress was hoisted all the way up. What the... she didn't get into the car with it..... Alyssa tried to be coy and gently push the skirt back down the best she could, although the reasons for this were unclear as after all... if Alyssa had her way soon her dress wouldn't be an issue at all. Alyssa's view turned back to him as he let out a little comment. "You have an adorable laugh you know that?!"
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Post by duncan on Jan 29, 2008 1:36:51 GMT 1
Duncan smirked at her attempt and of course her blush. He found that she was very cute when she blushed. He grinned and put his hand on her thigh. “But not as adorable as your blush, or your smile, or even just your normal face.” he told her with a grin as he noticed she had pushed her skirt down again. “But thank you, trying to give me a show?” he ask looking to her skirt hem then back up at her.
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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Jan 29, 2008 16:10:19 GMT 1
Alyssa's teeth grazed the corner of her bottom lip as his hand rested on her knee. She let it lie there, listening to his words as he commented about his laugh not being as adorable as her blush, her smile or her face. "Ok.... you just said that to make me blush some more now didn't ya?!" She teased trying to stump the clear fact that she was going bright red. "Actually no... but if you wanted one i might have to let you have one!" She continued in reference to the question about giving him a show.
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Post by duncan on Jan 29, 2008 16:39:51 GMT 1
Duncan just smiled at her as she ask about his intent. He chuckled a little bit as he drove down the road “Maybe I did.” he said to her with a grin as he stroked her thigh. He then looked back at her “Oh I definitely would like one.. If your up to it..” he said in reply. “You know that in the few weeks I have been in town I have seen girls sitting face to face with their boys and going on a ride.” he said with a grin “I should get a bike.. Might be fun.” he said though he never gave a reason why as he pulled off onto his street.
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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Feb 1, 2008 0:48:45 GMT 1
((*puts on her dory voice* Trophy? Hey, I saw a trophy... passed by not so long ago! oooo, oooo, oooo, It went this way! This way! Follow me!))
Alyssa looked at Duncan's hand for a moment, it was new to her to have someone touch her without it feel wrong. She looked back to him, wrinkling her nose. "I'll think about it!" She teased. She might give him a little show... heck it could be fun to see his face but she kinda didn't wanna give him one while he was driving..... that could end in all kinds of bad.
He turned off a corner into his street, although there was no way Alyssa could have known that.... after all... she didn't know where he lived. But at his comment about a bike Alyssa frowned. "What do you want one of them for? Because i have 2 words..... helmet hair!"
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Post by duncan on Feb 1, 2008 1:40:54 GMT 1
Duncan could almost feel that Alyssa was not quiet used to the hand. He slowly withdrew it and smirked a little as she said she would think about it. He closed in on his drive way, he had a large house and the whole neighbor hood was full of big houses. He smirked as he spotted his house down the road. “Yeah your right, I don’t have the hair for helmets.” he said not that he really needed a helmet.
He pulled into the drive way and got out, opening the door for her as he got to her side. “Welcome to my humble home.” he said as he gestured to the two story house, three if you counted the large attic, four if the basement was counted. Of course he would not show her the basement, not many girls wanted to see his collection of stuffed trophies, including his trophy slayer.
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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Feb 2, 2008 23:59:27 GMT 1
Alyssa laughed slightly at his comment about not having the hair. She watched as he pulled up to his house. Wow..... this was probably bigger than her ex's place that he shared with two other people. And her grandparent's place. And Lisa's appartment combined with the other two probably. As he opened the door for her Alyssa slipped out of the seat. "Humble?? It's gorgeous!" She said blinking a few times. "You own this place?"
--sorry, short and crappy--
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Post by duncan on Feb 3, 2008 6:18:21 GMT 1
Duncan grinned when he saw her face as she took in the house. He chuckled a little and nodded his head “Oh yeah I own it out right.” he told her as he lead her by the hand inside the large estate. He stopped by the door and removed his jacket and hers as he lead her into the lavish living room. Under their feet was the trophy he had spoken of to Jason not long before their parting of ways, he doubted he would show it to Alyssa any time soon. He sat down on the couch and by doing so pull Alyssa with him. Whether she fell onto his lap or just down onto the couch was completely up to her. OOC: Its not crap
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