California (Elina, DarkAngel, Majere Dreavan)
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				Title: <strong>California (Elina, DarkAngel, Majere Dreavan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>22-05-2010, 04:57:18</strong>
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				Leah Miller drove her car into the rest stop parking lot, getting out and groaning as she stretched.&nbsp; Her black Honda Accord was packed tightly, every spare inch covered with her stuff.&nbsp; The move across the country was going to be good for her.&nbsp; Her divorce from John had been rough, and she'd wanted nothing more than to get away from Georgia.&nbsp; Her marriage had started out well enough, she supposed; now, several years later, she was just grateful it was over.&nbsp; John had ended up being a real jerk, cheating on her with a coworker.&nbsp; She thanked God that the fertility treatments she'd undergone for several years hadn't worked, and they didn't have kids together.<br><br>Leah walked around near the benches at the crowded rest stop, stretching to loosen her muscles.&nbsp; Every mile she put between herself and Georgia seemed to relieve a small knot of the stress she'd had stored in her body for the last several year, but it still felt good to be out of her car and moving.&nbsp; She was twenty-nine, almost thirty, and was starting her life over again; instead of feeling anxious or scared, she felt a flutter of excitement.<br><br>She'd been so lucky that her old college roommate and her husband had agreed to let her stay with them while she got settled in and found a new job.&nbsp; After buying a bottle of water at from the vending machine, Leah climbed back into her car and started it back up.&nbsp; She pulled back onto the highway, singing along loudly to "Hotel California" as the Eagles blared from the radio, and smiled in anticipation of the adventure that awaited her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: California (Elina, DarkAngel, Majere Dreavan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkAngel</strong> on <strong>22-05-2010, 05:59:56</strong>
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				Angel was in her kitchen waiting for her husband Draven to come home as she got excited her old college roomy was going to live with them. She heard her guest in the basement scream "Draven your going to love the meal tonight " she smirked as her silky pale skin shimmered under the Kitchen light . She went back to her directions how to make a salad.<br><br>"Lettuce Check,Tomato's Check and Cheese Check" she put it all in a bowel and put it in her fridge . Her kitchen had a warm glow to it with soft colors and accents through out the room of greens and silvers she washed off the counter and heard a ding to let her know the pie she made was done. She went grocery shopping and got a few spirits as well because she needed food for her friend when she came to visit . <br><br>Looking at the clock she smiled and pulled the pie out of the oven and let it set to cool down "Draven will be so proud of me I made a pie" she was not a woman that would cook or even knew how to cook but she wanted to make her friend happy because she needed it . It had been about 9 or more years since she seen her and she wondered what she looked like now .. <br><br>She couldn't wait to have fun and be able to talk to someone though she would have to fix the screaming problem down stairs though and a proper lock but Draven was going to fix that when he came home.<br><br>She looked at the clock "Oh !" she hurried up stairs to her master bed room , The bed was a white canopy bed with silk sheets and white see through curtains that made you just want to snuggle deep down and dream of happy things. Walking to the closet she pulled out a black laced lingerie, with matching shoes as she pulled her red hair out of its pony tail and let it go down her back her 5'2 frame was small but for a little one her breast barely fit into her outfit .<br><br>She walked down stairs and sat on a chair as she watched the front door for her husband to come in from work.. <br><br>Meanwhile two men were chained in the basement each pleading and begging for their lives as they screamed to be let go but that would never happen.
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