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    Something called love

    Story written on July 18, 2010 by Anyely.
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    CHAPTER 7

    Tina: I cannot deny ….

    Sam: Alright …. I know you are with Bette but I like you a lot since I saw you left me …ohh god not only needless to say I love it! Do not know how you can be with Bette, she’s so boring! Just live for her magazine!
    Tina: Sam .. Bette … never mind … these days I want us to focus on only two of us!.

    For midnight Sam accompanies Tina to the door of her room. At the door was fired Sam leans over to kiss Tina, but she anticipates the movement and putting her cheek.

    Sam: I want you so Tina …

    Tina: Sam  we have all week … … we will enjoy the parade and night …. I will be yours.

    Sam … take a deep breath. This woman is going to go crazy! Like lightning going to wait until Saturday!.
    Sam: Tina! Now you’re asking a lot … ..

    Tina: and I’m worth it …? To wait to enjoy my body.

    Sam: you’re worth it! … right … (Sam sighs) on Friday … …

    Tina says goodbye to Sam and into her room ….

    Bette: "Whoa! .. … I’ll leave you alone and two minutes and I are putting the horn! (Jokingly) as I was?

    Tina: Sam is here. (Tina extends the palm of your hand) which is perfect for our plans! But I do not really like it! Even if you were not in my life!

    Bette: You see that’s another reason we have in common … .. Me neither!. I like Sam! Come and go to sleep ….

    During the week Tina manages to evade Sam, to the Fashion Show unfolds as we planned the team working with Sam.  Tina by her side is doing what she likes and does best, taking pictures of girls and guests.

    Sam was able to make progress with Tina, and app ardently are working, Tina has corresponded to flirt, have spent the entire week on a give and take has to be whether Sam … this woman  know how to light the flame of passion …. Sam recalls on one occasion when he almost kissed Tina …. But they were interrupted by someone from the staff … Sam felt so angry at the interruption that almost dismisses the young man … .. that night I invite you to dinner … but the damn is very clever dodging the advances of Sam, is very willing to please after all if  Bette Porter’s woman wants a good time and without compromise who she is to opposing it. So as Tina has asked, will wait until the closing night of celebrating the success of the weekend fashion show.

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    3. I don’t understand, it was something called love, wasn’t it. Loved you having Sam crawl out of the room then running screaming for her life down the hall. That should teach her to mess with someone else’s girlfriend even after she’s been told, to go away, she’s not interested. Funny. Thanks for posting.

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