<div class="floatleft">(http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/5767/341f140c18678a8c6d6f99c.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Yuri Lowell<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining Hall<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Sashira<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"I think your parents both gave you examples of the extreme ends of the spectrum,"</strong>Yuri replied with a light chuckle, his breath steadily growing deeper again as his arousal flared once more, fueled by their rocking hips. He'd have to turn in early tonight, or take a nap later, to compensate for the energy he was burning up now.<strong>"How about we start in the middle? I like you, so I'd like to go out with you, Sashira."</strong>It wasn't an idea he opposed. While marriage, like her mother had suggested, was a bit too extreme, and not to mention early, he did like the idea of dating a spunky and straight forward girl like Sashira<del>   </del>even if she could squeeze the life out of him, were he to piss her off again like before.