Citsidas - Uninhibited Desire
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				Title: <strong>Citsidas - Uninhibited Desire</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Restless</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 13:22:23</strong>
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				Matthew finished stashing his carry on bag and suit jacket in the luggage compartment overhead before slipping into his aisle seat. Straighting his tie and blue dress shirt, he crossed his ankles and relaxed. He'd kept a magazine to thumb through, <em>Modern Medicine</em>, while he waited for the plane to take off. That wouldn't be for a while though. A quarter of the plane, including the window seat next to him, was still vacant. At least there didn't appear to be any screaming kids aboard.<br><br>He was fine with a little waiting, his first class seat was quite comfy and he didn't have much back home anymore. But the island of Citsidas held promise, and more than just a relaxing week at the beach. It was (in)famously known for the wild debauchery that often took place there at night and Matthew almost felt guilty for wanting to go, for the fantasies in his head that meant cheating on his wife.<br><br>But he pushed the thoughts from his mind. This vacation was going to be all about him. This time, he was planning on doing anything he wanted to, no holding back; an entire week to get it all out of his system.<br><br>He was already tingling with excitement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Citsidas - Uninhibited Desire</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>19-07-2008, 01:24:35</strong>
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				Kailey Hawthorn was one of the last people to board the plane, lugging a large carry on with her as she balanced holding her ticket in one hand, her carry on in her other, and a cellphone firmly between her ear and shoulder, even as she tried to turn her head and look at the seat numbers. She hadn't even left yet and she was getting calls about the work she turned in before running out the door. Absentmindedly she pondered letting her cellphone fall into the pool. But she was too attached to the thing to allow that to happen. <br><br>"No, I'm not letting paragraph three go because it is brought up again in the conclusion and the conclusion is perfect." She said softly, finding her seat. A male was already sitting next to her. A little older, decent looking. She ignored him as she tried a difficult maneuver involving trying to get her luggage in the above compartment. "No. Tell Janice that if she and Kale can just agree to-" And the maneuver failed miserably, the bag ended up not being secured properly, falling as soon as her hands let go. "Fuck." Another pause as she used her free hand to shove the ticket in her pocket before picking up the luggage with both hands and securing it into the compartment finally. "No, I dropped my luggage. I don't care if Janice and Kale are fucking, as long as they agree to leave the conclusion and first paragraph how it is I trust them. But you can tell them they won't find anything to cut if they want the article to sum itself up with any proper base." <br><br>As she spoke she climbed past the older male, not even noticing that her plump bottom was almost in his face as she scooted by, giving a silent hand signal of apology. The flight attendant signalled her to turn off her phone and she nodded. "Trust me on this one Joan, I've got gold in that one, just run it." A brief pause. "Thanks Joan, you're a life saver, but my planes about to leave. Don't call me unless its life or death." Finally her ear gained freedom. The last line had been honest, but she knew she'd get called anyways. But not during the flight at least. She turned off the phone and let out a audible sigh, sinking back into the chair.&nbsp; <br><br>She ran a hand through her chestnut hair. It was marred with copper highlights and some blond streaks, but it suited her well. It off set the fact that her face was rather pale, small and rounded at the edges. Her eyes were a deep green set on either side of a small bump of a nose. She was pretty, but in a peculiar way. A little kid trying on a doctors outfit almost. She was dressed like a prestigious business women, but her face showed youth hidden by make up. <br><br>After a second she let out another sigh and turned her attention to the male she'd walked over. "Sorry about that- work trying to justify that until I was in the air I was on the clock. I didn't step on anything did I?" She glanced below his seat, some people placed their carry ons there instead. 
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