Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 14:09:55 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 31, 2006 14:09:55 GMT -5
He knew that hint in her voice, she was lying, but he didn't say anything against it. Instead he moved closer to her, cupping her cheek. 'Whatever you want to do,' Mark said, meaning it, she was probably tired...or so he figured.
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 19:22:48 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 31, 2006 19:22:48 GMT -5
Maureen took Mark's hand making him follow her. "Let's go back to the loft." As she made her way through the people she passed the waiting room where Roger and Mimi were sitting. She called out to them before leaving. "We're leaving!" She laughed and she ran out still clutching Mark's hand. Her running quickly changed to a walk as she began to feel tired and dizzy. "It's freezing out here!" She stuffed her hands in her pocket and shivered moving closer to Mark.
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 19:27:44 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 31, 2006 19:27:44 GMT -5
He allowed himself be dragged along, with a small smile. 'Yeah, it is,' Mark said a bit absently. He blinked and took off his coat and put it around her shoulders. 'Here, this will keep you warm.' He pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he kept her close to him. Trying to warm her, he started to rub her arm.
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 19:38:34 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 31, 2006 19:38:34 GMT -5
Maureen smiled and hugged his coat tightly in an effort to get warm. They continued walking for a while until they finally reached the door to their buidling. She grabbed the door and held it open for Mark. They made their way up to the loft and stopped at their door. "I don't have my key." Maureen realized she had no idea where her bag was, but that wasn't her main concern at the moment.
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 20:42:36 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 31, 2006 20:42:36 GMT -5
'I have mine,' he said softly, sliding his hand down, reaching into his coat pocket for his keys. He fumbled a little before his fingers closed around the metal and pulled it out. Mark unlocked the door and pushed it aside for her to let her in.
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 20:59:17 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 31, 2006 20:59:17 GMT -5
Maureen walked inside and watched as Mark closed the door. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and kissed the back of his neck. "I hope Mimi and Roger heard me." She giggled a little and led Mark over to the couch. "Here's your coat." After taking off the coat she remembered she was only wearing a halter top and shivered a little.
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 21:09:07 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 31, 2006 21:09:07 GMT -5
Boldly, Mark pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms around her. He couldn't help that tingle that rushed up his spine. 'You're best of putting my coat back on,' he suggested, not willing to make his other suggestion to her.
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 21:27:59 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 31, 2006 21:27:59 GMT -5
Maureen pushed the coat away and moved closer to him. She moved her hands under his shirt and ran her fingers up his back. Her lips met his and she kissed him gently. "I don't want the coat."
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 21:35:53 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 31, 2006 21:35:53 GMT -5
'What do you want?' he asked foolishly, shivering a little under her touch. Mark focused on her lips to keep himself from letting a moan or even a groan out.
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 22:00:18 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 31, 2006 22:00:18 GMT -5
Maureen smiled as she slowly pushed him down on the couch. She began to take off his shirt and proceeded to kiss his neck only more roughly this time. Her hands slid up and down his body as she moved on top of him.
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 22:09:06 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 31, 2006 22:09:06 GMT -5
Mark groaned softly, tilting his head back as his hands grasped her waist. 'Maureen,' he murmured, hesitating to do much else. She just went through two break ups and a hospital visit within three days already.
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 22:39:43 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 31, 2006 22:39:43 GMT -5
Maureen moved her lips back to his once again. She used one hand to reach back and untie the straps around her neck allowing her shirt to start to fall off. She sat back and hastily pulled off her shirt. Her body pressed against Mark's as the intense lust between them grew.
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 22:51:14 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 31, 2006 22:51:14 GMT -5
He groaned, puling her closer to him, feeling his jeans grow tighter. Bedroom, he told himself as he lifted his body to get up, only succeeding in pressing his hips deeply into hers, causing a moan to spill from his lips.
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Day 4
Jul 31, 2006 23:07:15 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 31, 2006 23:07:15 GMT -5
Maureen got up understanding his attempt to do so and followed him into the bedroom. She unzipped her jeans and slipped them off making her way towards Mark and the bed.
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 4
Aug 2, 2006 21:17:50 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Aug 2, 2006 21:17:50 GMT -5
He couldn't help but stare, god, she was beautiful...and his again....hopefully. Just looking at her made him harder, now it was painful, if not obvious.
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