Casa Amelia: Stacy's Bedroom
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				Title: <strong>Casa Amelia: Stacy's Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 12:20:48</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>Stacy's bedroom at Casa Amelia</em></span></span><br><br>(http://imagesus.homeaway.com/mda01/ffadbb0bffedba07cb4b6148ee7cf6c35dfc2495)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casa Amelia: Stacy's Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ugadawgsstacy</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 01:55:25</strong>
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				Stacy entered her room and answered her phone again.&nbsp; The conversation with her boyfriend went from a nice catch up session, to him becoming jealous of her hanging out at a pool, living in a place that reminded him of Melrose place, and her befriending new folks.&nbsp; She was discouraged, and almost wanted to cry as they hung up.&nbsp; She never understood how, on one day, he could support her, and the next, critique everything she did.&nbsp; Her emotions with him were an emotional roller coaster.&nbsp; She sat in her room and began to read her book.&nbsp; <br><br>After reading a while, and getting over her dispute with her boyfriend back home, Stacy managed to take a long, hot shower.&nbsp; She had convinced herself that she needed to mingle and not sit in her room and sulk all night.&nbsp; Stacy showered, then put on a pink camisole, a denim mini skirt, and her new sandals.&nbsp; She walked out of her room and figured she would explore the house some more...<br><br>(To main) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Casa Amelia: Stacy's Bedroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ugadawgsstacy</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 16:05:42</strong>
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				Stacy entered her room and quickly began to change.&nbsp; She was so excited about meeting&nbsp; this new guy.&nbsp; The problem was, she didn't know which bathing suit to wear.&nbsp; She tried them all on, but found flaws with all of them.&nbsp; Should she go with something that seemed more proper - not showing too much of herself.&nbsp; What would Christina wear?&nbsp; What would Michael wear?&nbsp; Or. should she go with one that she liked to go tanning in - very small with thin strings across the hips, tying around the back of her neck?&nbsp; Should she wear her hair up, or down?&nbsp; Would it get wet?&nbsp; What would be best if it did get wet?&nbsp; She needed more time, but she didn't have any.&nbsp; <br><br>She had to change her ways - she was in a new place and remembered the Jimmy Buffet song - changes in latitude, change in attitude.&nbsp; It applied here as she decided on the smallest bikini she had.&nbsp; She even decided not to wear a cover up.&nbsp; As she left her room, it had bathing suits all over the floor as she hurried out.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Wearing a small, pink Brazilian bikini with very little coverage on the bottoms, small thing strings across the hips and a single tie for the top, she walked back down towards the pool, a bathing suit for Michael in hand.<br><br>(To the Pool)
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