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			Kyle smiled as she descended into embarrassed bumbling, trying to express herself clumsily.  She didn't seem to want to come on to him, but didn't want him to think she didn't like his first impression, either.  I've been there, he thought to himself.  It made him question again what she was doing at a near-orgy like this.  Some "friend" had a strange idea of doing Rowan a favor.<br/>
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Then she closed in and seemed to be sunk into a sad place of her own thoughts.  Now what's going on? he wondered.  She muttered, "Maybe he was right..." and he could feel the pain.  It sparked a sympathetic nerve in him.  Her ex must have been some kind of creep, it seemed.<br/>
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"Don't let him crawl into your head and try to make you into his own fantasies," Kyle suddenly said earnestly.  "I don't know much about your ex, but I'm guessing he's the kind of guy I ought to go meet and pound around some.  As if that would make any difference, but I hate the thought of guys out to hurt the women they hang around with."  He meant "hurt" as in hurting her feelings; Kyle didn't know anything about physical abuse.<br/>
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Glancing around, he gave her another slight smile.  "You know, maybe you'd be more comfortable somewhere less... public, what with all that's going around here.  Want to find a quiet room and just talk?"
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</blockquote><br/>Rowan gave a tiny nod, all previous emotions dissapaiting instantly. She went with him to a quiet, un-occupied room, mind racing.<i>What does he want to do? Just talk? No.... This place is pretty much one giant orgy!</i>She blushed again, and sat on a bed. She left pleanty of room for him to sit next to her.<br/><br/>Maybe he wanted to pull a sort of move on her.... Maybe the way she wanted to on him? Or more than that? She almost giggled at the thought, but kept her face looking innocent as she gazed up at the attractive man standing before her.