... immediately after, D concluded that poor, poor F was not smart enough realize that like all threads on WBW, the pages don't turn until post # x2, and as BB took a towel to dry her, his sexy little laugh melted her heart, and as he brushed a wet strand of hair gently from her face, looked deeply into her soft green eyes, he took her chin in the palm of one hand, placed the other across the back of her neck, and.... at long last. Their lips met.
End of Story. (At least for this 100 page foray into the bizzare)
End of Story. (At least for this 100 page foray into the bizzare)
