Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: MagicalPen on 18-11-2008, 21:27:06</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 21:27:06</strong>
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				The snow had begun to fall by the time he pulled his car up to the Airport Arrivals area. The heat was on full blast inside his Jeep, and he wore a wool hat, winter jacket, and gloves. The roads were already treacherous with ice, and he hoped her flight wasn't delayed. He was picking up his brothers wife - he was away on business still - to take to their parents house for the holiday. Her flight was a late one, and the expected snow storm had come a little early. Hopefully her plane was already on the ground. He scans the waiting crowd of people, trying to pick her out from the masses. She knew his car, so would hopefully be able to spot him easier then he could spot her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 17:50:33</strong>
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				Marissa had just stepped out of the terminal, and went straight for the baggage claim.&nbsp; She had a long day on her flight home for the holidays.&nbsp; Next time she had to remember not to book a flight two days before Christmas Eve.&nbsp; That was the worse travelling day in her opinion from what she had bore witness too today.&nbsp; The holidays were suppose to make people nicer, not piss them off more and make them just plain, downright nasty.&nbsp; She got her luggage easily enough and headed outside to find her brother-in-law who was picking her up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 20:30:40</strong>
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				Peering out the window, he finally spots her. Her form was hard to miss - he had to admit to finding her attractive and jealous of his brother - so he quickly hopped out of the car and into the freezing air, his breath forming in clouds as he quickly moves around the car to her.<br><br>"Hey there Marissa. Hop in the car before you freeze, i'll grab your bags." He says, reaching to take them from her. If she didn't stop him, he would take them around to the back of the car and open the trunk, sliding them in quickly before closing the rear. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 17:41:46</strong>
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				"Thanks," she said, looking at him.&nbsp; She handed over her bags, eager to get into the car as it was indeed extremely cold around here.&nbsp; She smiled at him, and thanked him again before turning and stepping carefully towards the passenger side door.<br><br>She wasn't sure on whether or not there was ice on the ground and she cursed herself for the tenth time that day on choosing to where heels out in this weather.&nbsp; She really couldn't remember what she was doing when she had made that decision this morning.&nbsp; <br><br>Settling into the car, she put on her seatbelt and placed her pocketbook on her lap and waited for him to get in so that they could finally get home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 18:31:24</strong>
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				He quickly moves around to the drivers side and slides in. He claps his hands together a few times and shakes himself, trying to shake off the cold feeling. "Brr..it sure is cold out tonight." His breathe misted in the air, as the heat from the vents slowly began to warm the car back up. "I don't know how you're wearing heels in weather like this." He peers out the window up at the sky, the snow seemingly getting heavier. He shifts into drive and starts on their way, traveling slowly for safeties sake. <br><br>"Sorry, I just hate this weather." He turns to look at her briefly. "How have you been? Its been what...since Easter since I last saw you? You look great..." The words were out of his mouth before he knew he was saying them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 15:22:36</strong>
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				"Yeah..this weather is atrocious," she told him, rubbing her hands together to get them a bit warmed up.&nbsp; She was wearing a pair of soft leather gloves but she always got cold easily.&nbsp; "You know I have to look good no matter what the weather," she teased him when he asked her how she was wearing heels in this type of weather.<br><br>"It's definitely been a while," she told him.&nbsp; "I have been busy with school and stuff.&nbsp; I finally got accepted into law school, and I graduate in May with my bachelor's so I'm pretty much looking forward to that," she explained.&nbsp; "What about you?&nbsp; How have you been?" she asked him.&nbsp; When he complimented her on how good she looked, she smiled and blushed at him.&nbsp; "Thank you," she said.&nbsp; "I certainly do try..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-11-2008, 15:30:01</strong>
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				He can't help but smile at that, frozen as his face felt. They were soon back on the highway but traveling slowly, the snow starting to pile up even on the highway. "Oh, you don't have to try very hard." He responds. "I've not been too bad myself. With the economy, there has been plenty to write about in the paper. Which is good, since we've downsized by a few writers." He shrugs his shoulders.<br><br>He was wearing gloves too, to prevent his hands from freezing. The heat in the car was starting to rise somewhat, warming his face but not much else at this point. "This snow is really coming down hard." He said, a little concern in his voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 23:48:34</strong>
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				"Yeah," she said, sympathizing with him.&nbsp; A few of her favorite professors had been let go from the university that attended because of the economic recession that the economy was currently going through.&nbsp; She had often times wondered what would happen in terms of her getting a job when she was graduated from school.&nbsp; Of course, with law school still to go, she had a while before she'd be out in the real world.<br><br>"Yes it is," she said, looking outside worriedly herself.&nbsp; "Do you think we can make it back tonight?" she asked him.&nbsp; She had no desire to be stranded in a ditch overnight.&nbsp; If that waws the case, she would rather suggest them getting a room for the night, instead of getting stuck in the cold. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in the Snow (MagicalPen + Pixilicious)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 00:29:31</strong>
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				"Oh, I don't know. Should be fine if they plow the roads." He responds. He didn't mention that the back-roads would be worse, with greater risk of snow drifts and the like. But if it meant spending more time with her, he wasn't about to complain. It was one thing to hang out with the rest of the family, but he always felt butterflies around her. He'd never told his brother, of course - didn't want to turn things into an argument. "This jeep can handle it anyways." They were going about 40MPH down the highway now, where they'd normally be going double that speed. The middle lane was clearer then the others, as all the vehicles were literally following each other. Still, traffic was light and they were making good time, even with the heavy snowfall. 
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