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Post by Tiff on Jan 25, 2011 22:35:37 GMT -5
Monte scratched the back of his head. "Is the gym membership like a motivation thing for you, I mean you aren't actually paying for it, so I don't see how it could be." He shrugged. "I'd just assume run around the block or town, why do you need a gym membership?" Gym memberships never made much sense to him, not when you could do it all for free, yeah you can't have the sauna, but adjust the water temperatures on the water heater, turn on the shower and there you go, sauna. He was going to shut his mouth before he killed the mood they were in.
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Post by Tiff on Jan 31, 2011 2:26:25 GMT -5
Monte tossed his hands into the air. "Damn I know I'm not paying for it. I just don't get it. But I guess I'm just one of those spoiled brats who has everything built right into the foundation of every house I've ever lived in. Trust fund babies I think that's what most people would refer to us as." He shrugged and really shut his mouth. He found he often pussed more people off by talking and sharing his opinion than when he kept completely quiet. "Where's the sauna exactly?"
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Post by Tiff on Jan 31, 2011 21:41:08 GMT -5
Monte sensed the change in her mood and realized he'd been an ass as usual. He went into the guys locker room, stripped down and put a towel on before slipping into the sauna room. He sat in the corner, hoping the heat and vapors would evaporate his crappy mood. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 1, 2011 0:37:02 GMT -5
Monte put his arm around her when she nestled beside him. "You didn't." He rested his head on top of hers, for some reason his mood wasn't improving, he had a hot girl sitting next to him in a towel with a room full of hot steam that would easily conceal any inappropriate sauna behavior should anyone come in, but he couldn't break the argumentative mood he'd settled into. "You took just long enough, my hands are all prune-y."
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Post by Tiff on Feb 1, 2011 14:42:56 GMT -5
Monte looked at his fingers as well while she admired them herself. "You think you'd live in a warmer climate with that cold blood of yours." He was still in his crappy mood, but being next to her made him feel a little better. "Sorry I'm in such a crappy mood. It has come out of no where."
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Post by Tiff on Feb 1, 2011 16:47:01 GMT -5
Monte rested his hair on the wall and watched her leg as she touched his softly. "Yeah I heard that too." Problem was he wasn't in the mood to do anything else but sulk. "What are you going to do when you graduate?" He asked, he didn't have a big problem with his parents, so staying with them wouldn't be a problem, but she seemed to dislike living with her mother. "You going to move? You could go to Southern California or something, it's warm year round there."
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Post by Tiff on Feb 1, 2011 23:19:31 GMT -5
Monte frowned, here he was telling her to go to Southern California when he himself had no intentions of leaving the state or even the town. He looked at her through the steam as she mentioned that she wasn't graduating yet and accused him of trying to get rid of her. Was he? Did he want to get rid of her? He didn't think so. He let out a frustrated groan and closed the gap she'd put between them. "Not trying to get rid of you. Giving you options." He grinned, his bad mood breaking. "But if you insist on staying here a little longer." He let his hands take hold of her to initiate the foreplay again and possibly break his sour mood altogether. "Am I going to annoy you if I apologize again for my bad mood? Because this time I really mean it and I don't want to get rid of you. If I wanted to get rid of you I'd buy you a bus ticket."
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Post by Tiff on Feb 1, 2011 23:51:28 GMT -5
Monte made a face at her as she told him to make up his mind, but his attention went down to her goods when she let her towel drop to the bench she was sitting on. He made a new face, a pleased to see you type of face and let his hands go straight for her girls up top. "So what if I'm bipolar, you going to like me less?" He asked, letting one hand move from her bosom to her face, guiding her lips to his own.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 2, 2011 0:08:09 GMT -5
Monte glanced down at his now naked body when she tugged the towel away. "You don't kick my ass now, so what are you talking about?" He grinned, moving back to kiss her lips. She was right, doing something else was the perfect distraction from his crappy mood, but he was certain, unless this didn't go well, that this would be a permanent fix for the mood he'd put himself in. "You want to kick my ass right now?"
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Post by Tiff on Feb 2, 2011 1:05:17 GMT -5
"Awe I see." He smirked and with a little foreplay he did just what she'd asked of him. It went well for him and removed any trace of a bad mood. "You're hot and you were right the sauna is great." He continued to hold her. He thought he'd be too tired to do anything but sit on the steam when they were finished, but he felt great and ready to take on the world and her threatened ass kicking. "Want to kick my ass now?" He asked, almost ready to dive right back into her instead.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 2, 2011 1:26:14 GMT -5
"I think I can take you and any ass kicking you think you can inflict on me." His grin broadened. "I think I would enjoy it." He kissed her shoulder roughly. "Avtually I change my mind. Dynamite comes in small packages and you'd probably rough me up until the gorgeous creature in which you sit would be unrecognizable. So maybe just kiss me?"
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Post by Tiff on Feb 2, 2011 19:42:32 GMT -5
Monte grinned, he liked when girls played along with his arrogance. "Hmm?" He asked as she repositioned herself and said his name. He placed his hands on her legs and ran them up and down, feeling her softness. "September 21st, Why?" He asked.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 2, 2011 21:13:12 GMT -5
"Oh yeah, when is your birthday?" He asked, certain that he wouldn't remember it even if it was tattooed on his arm. "You know I don't really care if you remember my birthday or not. Unless my birthday entails tons of birthday sex, then please remember it." He grinned, and let his fingers travel up her legs.
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Post by Tiff on Feb 2, 2011 22:11:04 GMT -5
Monte banged his head against the wall. "I'm going to forget." He admitted. "I'll make it up to you when you remind me though." He glanced at her. "No, we don't have to stay here, you want me to take you home?" He didn't know where else to go. "So if I just so happen to remember your birthday what would you like?"
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Post by Tiff on Feb 2, 2011 22:46:16 GMT -5
Monte picked up his towel and got up, wrapping the towel around his lower half. "Alright, we don't have to go to your house." He made a face. "I will try my hardest to remember your birthday, but I can't make any promises." He tightened his towel. "I have a hard time remembering my own mother's birthday."
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