Title: Just a phone call
Author: Lucy Mattos (lucymattos@hotmail.com)
Classification: MSR
Rating: NC-17 for sure
Spoiler: mention to Millennium
Summary: What would happen if Mulder and Scully start a HOT conversation
on the phone?
Feedback: Yes, please. Send it to lucymattos@hotmail.com,
I would be very, very happy if you send me your comments, even if you
hate this story. But please be gentle!
Distribution: Anywhere, as long as you tell me where it is and keep my
name as the author
Disclaimers: Mulder and Scully don't belong to me, they are Mr Carter's
property and Twentieth Century Fox's. I'm just a poor student who loves
the agents and I really think they deserve a little sex.
Author's note: I would ask you to apologize any eventual mistake you
notice here, English is not my birth language. Thanks!
Just a phone call
Mulder was watching television at his living room, in the middle
of a saturday night, in wich he had nothing else to do. It was just
another one of those endless boring weekends, in wich he just wanted to
close his eyes and make these days pass in a glimpse. He looked at the
clock on wall, it was almost eleven o'clock of night and he decided that
he should go to bed. Well, that's not what he really wanted to do, but he
had no other choice.
"That's wonderful." he said to himself "Thousands of people are out there
having fun and living their lives and I'm here, watching the time and my
whole life goes by."
He went to the window and saw dozens of tiny lights and cars passing by
and decided he should go out and take his chance. What was he doing at
home on a Saturday night, he was single, he had no commitment. But he
remembered Scully, who would be at home sleeping. Mulder did wanted to
take his time, but with Scully. For seven years he had denied his feelings
for his partner, but after that kiss in the New Year's Eve... he was damn
right that she was waiting for him to make the first move and make their
relationship go to a higher level. He closed his eyes and the image of
Scully's face immediatly after the kiss came to his mind. It was
unbeliaveble sweet and her lips... it was more than he could imagine. He
had spent nights awake thinking about what would those lips do on his body
and that kind of thought made him feel hard.
"Oh, my God, I can't think these things about my partner!"
He told himself "But those lips, those petit hands... she is so charming
that I can't help thinking how would she feel underneath me, how would her
breats feel like" it was like the devil and the angel talking to him at
each side of his shoulders. He should do something about it.
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Scully was shifting on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position to
sleep, but she didn't. It would be one of those nights in which she would
spent the whole night watching the stary night from her window, so she
thought. Suddenly the telephone rang, making her jump with surprise. It
could only be Mulder.
"Hello?" Her voice was shaky.
"Hey, it's me. Were you sleeping?"
"No, I was... asleep."
"Are you OK? You seem strange."
"You've scared me, Mulder, damn it!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean it. I was thinking about that case of the
necromancer, the one we've asked Frank Black's help."
"Yeah, I remembered. Why this now?"
"I don't know, Scully, my mind was floating around."
She was still in the dark and decided to turn her lamp on. The sudden
light ached her eyes.
"Scully?"
"Yeah?"
"What are you wearing?"
"What? What I am wearing? What's that for?"
"I'm just curious about how do you sleep"
Scully smiled and looked at herself.
"Pajamas. Grey silk pajamas."
"Wow. Agent Scully sleeps in silk?"
"Yeah, I do. And sockets."
"If I wear these much of clothes to sleep I would feel very hot. In fact,
I am already feeling hot."
'Oh, really? So, what are you wearing?"
"Just boxers."
Scully closed her eyes and imagined Mulder in black silk boxers, just as
she have seen him before, some years ago, during the case of that fire
guy. Her mind imagined Mulder, with his hair messed up from seeping and
swollen face. Charming.
"Scully? Are you still there?" His voice sounded husky.
"Yeah... I'm just... I'm just picturing the scene"
"What scene?"
"You, in black silk boxers"
"It's not black neither silk"
"Party pooper!"
Mulder laughed loudly. So, agent Dana Scully had spent some time imagining
how I sleep too, he thought to himself.
"I didn't know this fantasy of yours, Scully"
"Who told you it's a fantasy?"
"The way you just said. I know you better than you think"
She breathed sharply. What should she say now?
"So, tell me yours, Mulder..."
"Mine?"
"Yeah. Tell me your fantasies. Do you dream of me?" this was a dangerous
game, but she wanted to tease him so badly... he had made this before with
her, now it was her time to get a revange.
"Sometimes" you are such a liar, Mulder, he thought "Sometimes I dream of
you"
"What kind of dreams?"
"Oh, I think you shouldn't ask me that, Scully"
"Why not?" She asked innocently.
"You may not like the answer"
"Tell me anyway"
"Ok, but you have to do what I say."
She smiled and sit comfortably on the bed
"Ok, say it"
Mulder took a deep breath and imagined Scully in front of him, dressed in
pajamas, lying lazily in her bed.
"I walk into your room, in the middle of a rainy night. You are sleeping
on the bed, with a gracious expression and I just want to take a picture
of this sweet face of yours. I sit by your side and gently caress your
cheek and hair."
Scully shifted again on her bed, imagining the scene and almost feeling
the warmth of Mulder's hand.
"Then you wake up and look at me, a little surprised but happy to see me.
My hand drifts to your neck and your shoulders. I lean over you and kiss
your lips, softly, and then you part them to me and we kiss passionately"
The images from their kiss in the New Year's eve came to her mind.
"Like the way we did on New year's eve?"
"No, much better. We kiss fully and open-mouthed, I feel your tongue
caressing mine and it feels so good... oh, Scully, it feels really
good.... I can't stop thinking about that kiss on the New Year's eve. My
hands go to your chest and start opening the buttons of your blouse,
slowly, and.... Are you wearing a bra?"
"No, I don't use it to sleep" her voice was husky and soft. It seemed
that she was liking the game and feeling aroused too.
"I open your blouse and see your breasts, they are beautiful and I can't
help touch them"
Scully did opened her blouse and was caressing her own breasts, her
nipples already hard.
"My mouth searches your nipple and I suck it hard, making you moan. Can
you feel my warmth, Scully?"
"Yes" she whispered. This time it was obvious that she was aroused.
"Tell me how you feel"
"I am... I am hot, Mulder, don't stop it, please" this time she just
breathed the words, he could barely hear them. That made him grin, he
couldn't believe that he, that they were doing this. But he liked. His
hand slipped down under his boxers and touched his cock.. His mind
travelling over Scully's body. God, if he really could touch her now...
"Scully, I want you to touch yourself. Could you do this for me?"
"Yeah"
She slipped her hand inside her panties without hesitating. She found her
already wet curls and touched her clit, lightly, then stroked harder,
moaning.
"Oh, God... That feels so good, Mulder..."
"I know... I can feel my hands touching you, feeling your warmth and
wetness for me."
She slipped a finger deeper inside herself and moaned louder.
"Oh, God!"
He couldn't stand it anymore. Her moans were driving him crazy, he was
unbelievable aroused. She rubbed her fingers faster and could already feel
an orgasm growing inside her, and her breathing became ragged, coming in
harsh gasps. For some moments she didn't noticed anything around her,
neither Mulder's voice, except her soft moans and gasps while she came
quietly in her room, holding a cry inside her throat.
Later, when she was back to reality, she remembered the phone over her
bed. Scully got it, wondering if Mulder was still there.
"Hello? Mulder, are you there?" She was still breathless.
Some seconds later she heard his voice.
"I'm here." He sounded breathless too.
"Oh, my God, I can't believe we did that!" Scully heard his soft chuckle
"I wish you were really here, Mulder... Why do you do this to me? This is
painful..."
"I wish I was there to see you come, to fell you come..."
"Mulder...." She was whining, as if she was about to cry
Suddenly the bell rang. Scully was startled by it and went. to the door,
looking at the peephole. She didn't need to look to guess who it was.
"That's you." She said, looking at Mulder. He was holding his cellphone to
his ear, and she was holding hers. They stood there, looking at each
other, waiting to see who would make the first move.
"That's me." He said, and entered her living room, pulling her into his
arms and kissing her passionately, causing both phones, his and hers, to
fall over the ground. Scully didn't remembered to close the door, only to
throw her arms over Mulder's neck, pressing herself against him. Their
kiss was really intense, full of passion and their need to feel each
other. Their tongues explored each other's mouth eagerly, tasting and
probing. Scully broke the kiss, breathless again, and pressed her lips to
his neck.
"Scully...Oh, God... You..."
Mulder pulled her face to look into her eyes. Her crystal blue eyes were
glittering and her lips, sweet and warm, were wet. Mulder caressed her
face with his finger, slipping down her cheek to her lips, letting her
suck it softly.
"Are you sure you want this?" He was now caressing her hair.
"Yeah. Yeah, I am pretty sure."
Mulder smiled and leaned again to kiss her, letting his lips travel over
her face and to her neck, where he bit slightly, and to her earlobe.
The feeling of Mulder's lips on her neck was too good to be truth. His hot
breath make Scully shiver lightly and she pressed his face harder against
herself.
"To my bedroom, Mulder." She whispered "let's go to my bedroom."
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It was dark in the bedroom, exept for the soft light from Scully's
nightstand lamp, but she could see him. He was wearing a T-shirt and
sweatpants, his hair falling over his forehead made him look so sexy...
His arms, long and muscled, were just waiting to wrap themselves around
her. They moved closer, never breaking the eye contact, and kissed again.
Mulder's hands moved to her pajama top, massaging her breast through the
fabric, feeling its warmth. Scully shivered at the sensation of Mulder's
hands and started at the buttons on the front, showing her breasts to him.
He stopped the kiss to look at her. Scully closed her eyes and moaned in
pleasure with his touch, as he leaned over her to kiss her bare breast,
but she could feel him shaking slightly. He took one nipple in his mouth
and sucked it, making little circles with his tongue. Scully lost her
balance and almost fell over the ground, holding herself on his arms. He
kneeled in front of her, as if he was in front of some kind of goddess,
and pulled down her pants and underwear, showing her totaly naked in front
of him. He sighed and wrapped his hands around her hips, cupping her
buttocks and pulling her closer. Scully was looking down at him, almost
trembling with antecipation. Her hands were caressing his hair,
encouraging him to taste her, as he wanted to do. All of a sudden she felt
his hot mouth on her and almost fell, letting a gasp and a whimper out.
"Oh, my God..." these were her first words since they went to the bedroom,
but she couldn't focus on nothing else to say, this was so good that she
could only close her eyes and let herself travel on the waves of pleasure
taking control of her body. Mulder was working her very nicely, sucking
and nibbling at her clit, letting his tongue explore her and taste her wet
core. She breathed sharply, trembling and trying to keep still. Mulder
noticed and let her, pulling her to the bed. She groaned displeased but
laid down on the bed.
"Scully, you are beautiful. Did you know that?" He whispered to her ear.
"Don't stop it, Mulder... please..."
These words made him grow hard almost immediatly, while he made his way
down her body, lapping at her belly-button and kissing her thighs. Mulder
put two fingers inside her, making her gasp again and shift on the bed. He
looked at her face, her eyes closed tight, as he worked her for several
minutes, speeding up and stroking her harder, in an effort to make her
come, and knew that he had found the right spot when she cried louder.
Some seconds later she could feel an orgasm bulding inside her and
exploding, making her hips move restless.
"Mulder..." she told him, between moans and whimpers.
Mulder looked at her face while she came, her eyes still closed and her
face taut, she was holding the sheets in both hands, tight, and breathing
heavily. It took her a little time to calm down and then she looked at his
face, he was watching her this whole time, his hazel eyes were connected
to hers in their speechless language.
No words were necessary to express what she was feeling right in that
moment, Mulder knew what he could do to her and smiled in joy. Scully
smiled too and started to giggle untill she burst in laugh.
"What?" He was starting to giggle too, and he didn't even know why. They
were there, laughing and holding each other. Suddenly she stopped.
"What happened to you?"
"I don't know" she was starting again "I really don't know"
He pulled her into an embrace and kissed her forehead, pressing himself
harder to her.
"Mulder..."
"Hum?"
"Too many clothes..."
He smiled, while her hands moved to his pants, unzipping it and seaching
for his erection. She caressed him lightly, then harder, causing him to
close his eyes and groan low. Scully pulled his pants out, taking his
boxers with it, showing his bare legs and his cock to her. Mulder was
watching her face, gauging her reactions. She moved her hands up and down
his thighs, letting them travel over his well-muscled body, through the
places she'd dreamt of for so long. It was like a dream to her, all her
fantasies were about to came true and she was on the verge of feel him
inside her. Scully spent some time gazing at his body, at his face, until
he notices it.
"What's up, Scully? What are planning to do with me?"
She looked at his face and grinned.
"I don't know. What do you want me do?"
Mulder sit on the bed and made her lay on her back. He took of his T-shirt
and leaned over her, parting her legs. Scully was still breathing heavily,
her face iluminated by the lamplight, waiting for him to enter her. He
letted his tip touch her entrance for some moments before push into her,
making her whimper again.
"Oh, God..."
"Yes..." he groaned with the sensation, she was so hot and wet, for him,
he couldn't believe he was there, making love to Scully. Mulder thrusted
into her slowly, restrincting his urges to pound into her.
"Harder" she whinned to him, clutching at his shoulders "I want it harder"
"I'm afraid I might hurt you, Scully"
"Oh, Mulder, don't be." She whispered, breathless.
He thrust into her harder and faster and she thought she was going to
faint. Scully felt as if she was falling down a roller-coaster and barely
noticed that she was whimpering louder and louder, making a great effort
not to scream. Mulder grinned to her, thinking that they would wake up her
neighbors and intimately wanting to do so. He closed his eyes and leaned
his face between her hair, getting lost in her sweet scent, feeling her
arms around him and her nails digging at his back. Mulder was almost
coming, but he wanted to make her come to, and held it a little more.
"Are you ok, Scully?" he whispered to her ear.
Scully was panting harder and he thought she didn't notice what he said.
"Almost there..." she whispered back..
She closed her eyes tightly, Mulder felt her contracting against him, she
was almost coming, but she wouldn't let herself lose control. He pounded
her a little more times and then she came, letting a small cry out her
throat. Mulder let his own release come up and sunk into her hair again,
falling heavily over her. Scully relaxed her arms, which fell at her side,
beside his. She could barely move and felt extremely exhausted, until she
felt Mulder's lips kissing and licking her neck and throat.
"Oh, that's sooo good...." she groaned, smiling.
"What time is it?" Mulder asked lazily
"I don't know, Mulder. Maybe two o'clock." Scully's hand moved to his
hair, caressing it, tenderly. She felt a wave of heat and tenderness
invading her, and she realized that she loved this man, he was much more
than a partner and her best friend. Scully realized that she wanted to be
her girlfriend and the mother of his children. But right at that moment
she only wanted to get him right of where he was.
"Mulder..." she said, breaking their silence.
"Hum?" he was still kissing her, but this time he moved to
her earlobe and behind her ear.
"This is driving me crazy, but could you please get out from here? You are
crushing me!"
Immediatly he did as she asked, groaning as he left her, missing the
contact. He couldn't get away from her, he needed to get in touch with
her. Mulder leaned over her face and kissed her one more time, parting his
lips and touching her tongue with his, sinking on the taste of her mouth.
They kissed for a long time, probing, until she felt breathless and broke
the kiss, gasping.
"You're so fine, Scully. I could spend my whole life here, touching you."
Mulder said, going down her chest.
"Glad to hear it"
He reached her breast and took one nipple in his mouth, sucking it gently,
lapping with his tongue.
"Oh, God..." she sighed "You shouldn't do this, it's turning me on again"
Mulder chuckled softly between her breasts. He let go of her nipple and
moved up her chest again.
"That's good... that's very good. I didn't know it was so simple turning
you on".
Scully gazed at his hazel eyes and smiled.
"No, it's not that simple. You made it simple."
"I'll take it as a declaration of love"
"Who told you I'm in love?"
He laughed, making a wick of hair fall over his forehead. The simple act
of his laughing built in Scully a fond smile.
"I don't think you are the type that would have sex with someone that you
don't love. Are you?"
Her head fell lightly to the side, while she thought about what he had
just said. He knew her so damn well that it was dangerous.
"Tell me I'm right."
"Oh, God, I don't know"
"So I think I have to prove you I'm right..."
Mulder moved down her body again, going to between her legs, caressing her
belly.
"No, please, don't do it! I can't stand it one more time!" she begged
"Why?"
"I'm exhausted! Let's save something for tomorrow."
"Ok."
"Come here" she said, opening her arms to him "lay down with me"
He laid down by her side, with his head on her chest and arms around her
waist. She hugged him tenderly, putting her arm around his back and
wrapping her fingers on his hair, caressing it.
"That feels so good. You're soft and warm, Scully"
"So do you." Scully said between a yawning. She closed her eyes and fell
into sleep a little time later. Mulder was asleep some time, recalling in
his mind what happened that night. He was still dumbfounded thinking how
they ended up in her bed, but didn't regreted. He hoped that she didn't
either.
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The morning came softly through the window of Scully's bedroom. The sun
light reached Scully's face, waking her. She opened her eyes and found
Mulder still wrapped in her, his head lying over her belly and his arm
around her waist. His expression was so childish and so calm that she
couldn't help smoothing his hair with her hand. She wanted to go to the
bathroom, but didn't dare waking him, so she waited.
Some minutes later he woke up and turned his face to meet Scully's gaze
and smile as his happy eyes found hers.
"Morning" he yawned
"Good morning. How was your night?"
"I slept as a baby"
"I saw it. I didn't know you snore"
"Me neither. Did you know you snore too?"
"No, I don't"
"Yes, you do"
"Are you hungry?"
"Are you kidding? After tonight I'm starving!"
"So, why don't you let me prepare something for us?"
Then he realized he was holding her tightly in his arms.
"Go, I have to take a shower too"
Scully dressed a rope and headed to the kitcken, while Mulder went to
the bathroom. She thought of him naked taking a shower at *her* bathroom
and felt thrilled by the idea, she has been imagining it for years. Now
she was going to prepare their first meal together as lovers, as she
thought so. Scully was happy. Happy as she hasn't felt for a long time.
She felt loved and desired and, for the first time, she didn't care about
the consequences of their act, she just wanted to make love to him again.
The expression 'to make love' never made so much sense to her as now, it
was something so intense and so strong that she thought she could explode
and tried to convince herself that she wasn't in love with him. Well, in
fact she was denying the obvious, he knew that and told her this when he
said she wasn't the type that had sex with someone she didn't care. And
she cared *a lot* for him, he knew that, they both knew it. Scully was
grinning at the kitcken when he arrived there.
"Do you have anything here for me?"
She turned to him and kissed him. She felt the perfum of her liquid soap
on him, as he held her by the waist and carried her to the table, making
her sit there.
"I missed you" he whispered "Some minutes away from you made my heart
ache"
"Mulder..."
"Scully... I'm in love with you."
"Don't say it! Please, Mulder, if you don't mean it, please don't say it"
"But I do. I love you, Dana."
She bit her lower lip, trying to hold the tears that wanted to flow out
from her eyes. 'He loves me', she said to herself 'but is he really
telling me the truth or was I a good laid?'. Scully's mind were rotating,
full of doubts.
"What's up?" he asked really concerned, caressing her face with the tip of
his fingers.
"It is hard for me to take it, I'm not used anymore."
"You will be, I promise" Mulder kissed her lips again, affectionately, and
pulled her into an embrace.
"You were badly hurt by someone on the past, didn't you?" he asked
between kisses.
"I don't want to talk about it, ok?"
"Whatever you want."
"Let's eat something, weren't you hungry?"
"Yeah, what do you have there?" he said, taking a look at her fridge while
she opened. Scully got some cheese and jam
"Bring that jam here. What flavour is it?
"Strawberry"
Mulder took it from her hand and opened the jar, smelling the sweetness of
the jam and tasting it with his finger.
"That's delicious, Scully! I loved it".
She smiled and took a little with her finger, spreading over his lips and
kissing it off.
"Yeah, I must say" she kissed him again. Mulder liked this game and spread
some jam over her breast, licking it off. Scully shivered and sighed in
pleasure.
"It taste much better on you"
"Are you sure you don't want a slice of bread?"
"Nope. I prefer this non-fat piece of woman"
She laughed loud and spread jam on his nipple.
"To my taste, this salty flesh is much better than strawberry jam."
She leaned over him and licked it off, kissing her way down his stomach,
kneeling in front of him. Her feather-like kisses were enough to make him
already hard
"Stop, Scully. Or I won't be able to control my urges"
"That's what I most want..." she smiled devilishily. She continued her way
down his body until she found his cock, starting to get hard. Scully took
it into her mouth and sucked, making him groan.
"That's it..." he hissed "I think I'm still dreaming"
She continued sucking until she felt him squirming underneath her.
"No, wait!" he pleaded.
"Why?"
"I have other plans for you... I have always wanted to make love with you
in your kitcken table."
"Oh, my God! That's why you always come here for a snack? I didn't know
you were interested in my table!"
"In the table and in you" he kissed her again, while she tried not to
laugh. Mulder pulled her to the table and kissed his way down her body,
enjoying the muffled sounds she was making. He reached her thighs and
parted them, touching their inner. She was restless, shifting on the table
with antecipation. Mulder knew it and caressed her thighs, wanting to
tease her.
"God, please Mulder." she begged
"What do you want me to do?" His eyes catched hers.
"You know what I want"
"Say the words"
"I can't" she whinned, searching his cock with her hands
"Why not? That's not so difficult"
"Please..."
"Come on, say the words." He teased her clit lightly.
"Fuck me, Mulder"
It was such a turn on to him, he has been waiting seven years to hear
Scully saying these words. Mulder pulled her closer and entered her,
moaning as he felt her hot and wet around him.
"Oh, yes..." she hissed in pleasure.
He started moving against her, slowly, then faster, pounding at her and he
barely noticed that. He looked at Scully's face, trying not to lose
control, choking her moans, and was decided to make her lose this self
control of hers. With one of his fingers he searched her clit and touched
it, rubbing and teasing. She let out a loud moan and bit her lower lip,
sinking her head on his shoulder.
"Come on, lose control..." he whispered. Mulder thrust at her faster,
trying desperatly to control himself in order to make her lost herself.
She was trying her best not to scream, but she couldn't hold a whimper
when he found a fine spot with his finger and rubbed it harder, still
pounding at her.
"Come on, Scully, I know you can"
This time he was kissing her neck and her earlobe, making little circles
with his tongue. Scully wrapped her arms around his back, sliding it down
to his ass, squeezing it and pulling him closer. A couple of thrusts later
and she came, she couldn't stand it anymore and let out a loud cry, that
she regreted later, afraid to wake her neighbors, that could be listening
their noisy breakfast through the thin walls that separated their houses.
"Mulder! Oh, my God!" she panted
Mulder looked at her face, still taut by the orgasm, and grinned, letting
himself come to, pleased by her reaction.
They stood about a minute in silence, breathing heavily, coming back to
reality. Scully was caressing Mulder's back with the tip of her nails,
going up and down his back. She hopped no one listened to them, or she
wouln't be able to face the neighborhood again. Well, she would, everybody
gossiped about her life and her supposed affair with the tall man in suit,
now they would talk about something concrete. She couldn't wait to kiss
him in the front of the building...
"Wow!" he exclaimed, dragging her back to reality "You are a tough woman!"
Scully laughed
"Why?"
"Someday I will learn how to make you lose control"
"It's something you learn in ten lessons..."
"So, I'll have to come here other ten times, because I think I need to
study more lesson number one"
"No, you've mastered it"
"Will I get a certificate by the end of this course?"
"I'll think about it" She kissed his lips.
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Mulder spent the whole Sunday in Scully's apartment. After lunch they
watched television in her bedroom, wrapped around each other, lying lazily
on her bed. Mulder listened Scully's stories when he was a kid, fascinated
by the new side of her he had just found out, she was more open, talking
about herself and her past. She told him about her fears, about her
dreams, and Mulder became aware of her wish to become a mother, which he
knew she could never realize. And Scully listened Mulder's stories, about
his life with his sister, his life in College and High School, how
difficult it was for him in the beginning, to live with that Spooky
nickname, and his funny stories. Yes, Mulder was funny, he could make her
laugh easily, and he could have made it before, if Scully had let him do
it. She thought about the time they threw away, hiding their feelings and
their desire to be together and share the joy of being close friends. They
could be friends and lovers, or valentines, as Scully prefered calling
them. She was eager to buy him a valentine's gift, something that would
make him think of her when they were apart. She drifted with this
thoughts, planning a future for them, as she hasn't done in a long time.
By the night they decided to go out for dinner, and Scully had the
chance she wanted of kissing him in front of the building. They spent a
long night together, talking as they never did before. It was a new chance
for both of them to re-build their lives, this time together. And they
would not miss it again.
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your opinion, even if you hated it! Send to lucymattos@hotmail.com or
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