Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Ataraxia.

Beckoning Cat (SE f100i)

looking to her left, she can't help but to stare straight at him. when she was done being dazzled, her consciousness returned n taking charge, her finger reached out impulsively, poking him on the thigh. he turned away from the screen n looked at her, puzzled. "who are you?" she blurted out. the puzzle look on his face continued to buildup. "why are you in my life? n why am i sharing it with you?" suddenly understood where the conversation was heading, he smiled knowingly. shoulder relaxed, he passed her one of the game controllers, lips parted slowly into a wide grin.

幸福に恵まれた。

12 comments :

  1. Wow! I like that pic! Very colorful.

    I like the conversation though what game is being played? LOL

    See ya later, Levian!

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  2. ah, bummer, I thought it would end up with a sex scene :)))

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  3. levian - Very fun. Love the pic, too.

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  4. lina:
    not exactly, hehe.

    david:
    thanks! not exactly a game, hehe.

    dezmond:
    haha! you are getting very close there!

    tekkaus:
    not a game, hehe.

    rashelle:
    thanks! it was!

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  5. so in the end she knows who he is or not?

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  6. dora:
    of course she does! they share their life together not for nothing.

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  7. renaye:
    nope, it was just a ceramic statue.

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  8. " she blurted out. the puzzle look on his face continued to buildup. "why are you in my life? n why am i sharing it with you?" suddenly understood where the conversation was heading, he smiled knowingly. shoulder relaxed, he passed her one of the game controllers, lips parted slowly into a wide grin."

    Levian, I LOVED that!!!! So romantic!

    Faaaabulous photo too!

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  9. ron:
    thanks! you n dezmond are the only ones who understood! i'm impressed, i guess sometimes we just need a little imagination n a little trust in our instinct of where things will proceed from there. ;)

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