Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 12:36:57 AM)
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Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 12:37:14 AM)
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Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 12:37:19 AM)
(yay! )

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 12:40:45 AM)
*Quiet was the night with the warm of he day still present in the air outside. Yet such a thing would be suspected, not known, as the expectant mother was more interested in a late night snack than unwisely lurking about on the patio at night…alone. The fridge door was opened, providing a wedge of light to the otherwise dark kitchen that Dama stood in wearing a robe and pj's, of course slippers*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 12:44:56 AM)
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Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 12:45:13 AM)
(laggish?)

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 12:47:01 AM)
((yeah a bit one second!)

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 12:49:03 AM)
* Tasha was in sneaking into the house a bit with a box from marie calanders*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 12:50:56 AM)
*She would move to the fridge and see dama. The Kinfolk had a nearly 4 month along preggers belly and was starting to glow a bit* Dama...your up...here i brought us something

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 12:52:15 AM)
*There endless amount of healthy food stared out from its organized sections on the shelves, to which each earned a frown for. No she needed something more...sweet. A little rustling captured her attention, with her breathing ceasing for a few seconds while she stood in the wedge of light. Gratefully she exhaled, smiling at Tasha* You scared me...what have you brought for us? *peering over at the stove she motioned towards it* Flip on the light there...please.

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 12:57:17 AM)
*she would laugh loudly and move over and turn on the lights*Peanut butter pie...i found out about it a couple days ago*She'd move over rubbing her belly gently*you look awesome

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 12:59:11 AM)
*Once the overhead light of the oven was switched on she stepped out from the door to waddle over towards the cabinets holding pie plates* Thank you. Might I say you look very stunning tonight. How are you feeling? Our little one is always on the move...it is becoming difficult to sleep for long periods.

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 1:04:35 AM)
I'm alright...i miss steven alot but dalton has made sure everyone helps me with the thigs i need doing*she'd smile and open the pie*You are going to love this

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 1:04:49 AM)
its like crack for ladies with babies...*she'd rub her belly* anyday now i get to find out the sex of the baby

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 1:06:11 AM)
*Widely she smiled, grasping two plates and then grabbing forks, along with a pie server, for them to make use of* What are you hoping for? Not that the sex matters, so long as the child is healthy. I am merely curious is all.

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 1:10:37 AM)
maybe a litte girl so secretly we can marry our kids one day or something horriable like that..*She would Joke*

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 1:12:29 AM)
*Richly she chuckled, setting down the items to await a huge slice of pie* I think it would be a delight.

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 1:24:22 AM)
*she would indeed cut dama a huge slice of awesome pie moving to it down* i'm trying not to be as upset...but itsdifficult being alone during this time

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 1:24:30 AM)
i mean i'm not alone i have you...but well with out my mate

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 1:24:34 AM)
its a different relationship

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 1:26:52 AM)
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Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 1:27:25 AM)
Mm. You can feel alone...I can understand that. Dalton and I have worked hard in gaining what we have. Nevermind keeping us safe at all hours....just know that I am hear for you. *biting into that first taste of heaven had her sighing in bliss* This is very good pie. *the two are in the kitchen lit by only the overhead light of the stove, eating pie*

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 1:27:28 AM)
((My favorite girls! I'm going to be slow, double logged, on another chat in a fae scene)

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 1:27:33 AM)
(hey!)

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 1:29:28 AM)
*Maddy came down into the kitchen in a tight little t-shirt and pj pants.* Couldn't sleep either?

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 1:34:46 AM)
We were hungry...the little one demanded a snack, I can nearly swear my most expensive pair of shoes on the statement. *kindly she smiled then ate another piece of pie on a sigh of content* Please join us?

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 1:38:40 AM)
*Maddy sat down next to Dama and smiled.*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 1:39:46 AM)
((hey i gotta go AFK)

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 1:41:34 AM)
(Alrighty)

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 1:42:07 AM)
How are you Dama?

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 1:44:32 AM)
*The stools were a bit uncomfortable though she wanted to keep the mess contained to the kitchen so, the kitchen is where they all presently sat* I am well, thank you. The swelling of my feet has happened less, it shows that I keep enough off my feet, I believe. Leaves me free to rest...or do whatever I fancy in bed. *briefly she grinned* And what have you been up too?

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 1:51:34 AM)
Not too much Dama, you know, keeping house, cooking, looking after your son. The usual. *she put her scarred arm around Dama and winked.*

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 1:54:01 AM)
Indeed. A busy bee. *she had grown used to the company of her female friends, the contact was not shrugged off as it once might have been. It was fully welcomed and brought another smile across her lips* I will need for you to change the color of polish on my toenails soon. I am not sure what shade though I was thinking...pink.

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 1:54:52 AM)
Of course Dama, you know I would serve you in any...capacity.

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:00:04 AM)
I know that you would. *more of the large pie disappeared with a motioned made towards the remaining pie in the box* Would you like a slice?

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 2:01:52 AM)
It might be a bit heavy for my tummy at this time of night, I was going to get a glass of wine and hope it helped me sleep, Dama.

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:04:41 AM)
Wine. How I miss thee. *sighing in nearly a helpless manner she perked right up, polishing off the rest of her slice* I will make up for the loss long after the little one arrives.

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 2:05:52 AM)
Maybe I'll serve you your first glass of wine on a silver tray. *She smirked.*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:07:53 AM)
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Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:10:12 AM)
Now that...I would certainly appreciate. I enjoy being pregnant though I miss out on so many things, hm? Yet I gain many things...like -really- intense orgasms. *now that the slice had been finished she needed something to wash it all down* Madeline, could you please get us small glasses of milk, please?

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 2:12:45 AM)
*She turned bright red but when asked for milk she nodded and got up, went to get down two small glasses and one whine glass, took out a bottle of wine and milk carton, poured, and put the wine and milk away before bringing the glasses over and setting them down.* There you are.

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:17:08 AM)
Thank you. *yes indeed, the milk was a fine touch to the pie. It had been a worthy snack, and there was more to enjoy tomorrow. Happily she drank the milk, resting between swallows to make conversation* Anything else of note to inform me of? What have I missed in the last few days of resting?

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 2:23:59 AM)
Well I've waxed the kitchen floor, all the laundry is done, the living room could maybe use a little rearranging, but that's not my call to make, I've got grocery shopping to do tomorrow. Your son is very excited about the approaching summer...let's see, did I forget anything? *she asked herself.*

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:27:33 AM)
Honor loves the summer. He will be swimming in the pool often, of course if only his studies are complete for the day. It's important for him to enjoy a childhood. *thoughtfully she nodded* I can't say that I had much of one growing up...and his life will be much the same as Dalton's, protecting others when he is of age. I want Honor to enjoy being a boy...for as long as he can.

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:28:39 AM)
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Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:28:43 AM)
((sorry back drama over)

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:30:14 AM)
*tasha would finally come back from the bathroom*

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 2:31:05 AM)
*She looked up at Tasha.* Hey girl, you ok?

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:31:37 AM)
(wb)

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:34:01 AM)
Oh i just haven't been able to poop for about a week now ...i mean properly poop have a nice long crap you know

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:35:54 AM)
It comes along with being pregnant. Drink more water, you might need to see about adding more fruits to your diet, as well as see the doctor about a stool softener. *she replied truthfully*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:38:01 AM)
peanut butter pie *she would comment gently *is that a fruit

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:38:45 AM)
Not at all. *the woman smirked, pointing to the pie* Though we can pretend for tonight that it is.

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 2:40:11 AM)
So, anywhooo...

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:44:30 AM)
*she'd laugh* I'm so glad i have you girls in my life....So yeah Dama here the plan i'm having a girl...we make her become miss american and gain power an influence

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:47:48 AM)
And here I thought our little ones would marry, keep away from such lime-light. *winking she carefully moved off the stool to carry away their plates to the sink*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:49:38 AM)
Oh no no after they get married then she will retire

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:49:49 AM)
but maybe open up some sort of beauty school

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:50:55 AM)
ether way momma wants a condo in florida keys

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:51:36 AM)
We will have to ponder her platform...will she wish for world peace or world domination? Either way would earn you a condo in the Keys.

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 2:53:46 AM)
*she got up and began clearing the dishes and took them to the sink.*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:56:31 AM)
*she'd laugh* A little bit of both *she'd shake her head* I miss steven though....stupid jerk off

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:56:44 AM)
and honorable alpha! *she'd chuckle softly*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:56:54 AM)
he better leave the shadow plane and call me or something

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 2:58:21 AM)
Thank you, Madeline. *she took a moment to truly hug the woman before moving over to squeeze Tasha* Thank you for the pie. I need to go jump my mate, otherwise I would remain longer with the two of you.

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 2:58:47 AM)
Lucky...i got a date with one of those female pornos and something with batteries

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 3:00:50 AM)
Don't knock either one. *she smirked in amusement, waddling away* You gals have a good rest, or at the very least a good orgasm of some sort.

Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 3:01:37 AM)
Night Dama. *She winked at Dama.*

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 3:03:45 AM)
(*hugs!* Night night. :) )

Dama Fortman (May 8, 2011 3:04:26 AM)
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Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 3:11:04 AM)
*shed smile at Madeline* I think i need more pie*she'd laugh*

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 3:11:10 AM)
wow i'm getting so fat...i love it

Tasha Rackow (May 8, 2011 3:30:01 AM)
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Madeline Picket (May 8, 2011 4:09:24 AM)
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