Shaking her head she looks up at him and then smiles a little bit. "Can we go out and . . . Fuck!" She moves away from him suddenly and grabs the oven mitt right before the buzzer goes off. "What good timing! Taking the trays from the oven she puts them on the top of the stove."
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Date: 2008-09-17 01:02 am (UTC)