Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:08:50 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:09:54 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:12:15 PM)
*What. The. Hell. That man was....large. And large wouldn't cut it. No mega was more fitting for Wil she decided along the way home. And the rolls of rage...also a nice touch. She needed a drink...a double at that.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:15:51 PM)
*He looked at her as he put honor to bed, the boy had fallen asleep on the walk he removed his shoues and little suit jacket before tucking him under his covers and shutting the childs bedroom door steping into his own bedroom* yeah the packs nick name for the dude is mandingo

Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:17:56 PM)
I hadn't meant to stare at him. *deeply a frowned lay ruin to her face. In a few easy steps her jacket was removed and she headed for the walk in closet*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:20:31 PM)
Yeah well hes a skirt chaseing wanna be night in shinning armor from what ive been told. All most got me killed, then he complimented me on my bravery later. I didnt expect him to dodge hes a fucking ahourn

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:21:21 PM)
I was going to remove the weapon from the dudes hand with a leaping rake above massive man.. but the ahourn dodged leaving the man free to blow my guts out with silver. and then managed to hit ole ahourn as well..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:22:09 PM)
*Grunts* just so ya know and all, i was a bit pissed off till he started bragging about how brave i was to face a shot gun full of silver. like i had much choice

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:23:17 PM)
then he got in my face cause i called a kinfolk a incompitent moron and told her had i had my way she would have been fitted for dentures.. he said i was being rude and uncooth. *He looked at dama*

Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:23:22 PM)
*She disappeared into the closet, hung the jacket up then lifted the blue blouse out from her skirt and stepped back into their room proper* I would have been upset had you…passed on into the next existence. I wasn’t completely at ease around him. Even still…it was completely inappropriate of me to gawk at him like he was an oddity in the world.

Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:24:23 PM)
*Moving along to sit in the edge of the bed she had to know...* What happened to the Kinfolk?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:26:42 PM)
*He looked to dama*Ohh i have no idea, she just dissapeared into thin air.. *he snapped his ffingers into the air to add to the secrecy of it* one moment here the next gone like the wind.. I truly hope nothing terridble happened to the poor girl. *he hung his jacket on the back of a chair. And was removing his shoes as well at this point.*

Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:30:25 PM)
Oh. *poof. Gone. Not entirely good though enough information for her to ponder the what's. Keeping the blouse and the skirt on she flopped back into the bed* Why do some of them hold such pity for me? Some appear...angry or hold a sadness in their eye when they look at me.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:34:14 PM)
They think im absolutely bat shit crazy, and think youre a scard lil abused kinfolk whom leaps to my snaps because you have no back bone. They do not realise your the owner and head of one of the most prestigous fucking law firms, that I go out of my way to make sure all your needs and wants are handed to you on golden platters.. *He grinned impishly as he moved towards the bed his eyes swam over her.* they do not know how sharp your mind is, how devious you truly are? *his hands slid up her hips..*And it's all good in the hood.. *He kneeled down on the floor by where she was sitting and began to remove her stockings for her..* They don't get it.

Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:40:09 PM)
*Both arms stretched out above her head, lightly grasping the bedding when he touched her. His hands...she loved them. And of course all that Dalton spoke was true, it just irked her that others saw her as...weak. Lowly she sighed in content, the stockings rolled down the length of her leg, exposing them more to the cooler temp of the room* Do they not see my devotion to you as love? Or should we have become entangled in a mess or two. Pregnant with not certain ties between us to raise a child as our own? And I didn't like the chatter at the table that was foreign to my ears. And that -woman- kept on going...and on with it.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:42:13 PM)
*He spoke to dama* Miss Rosavtich the unmated pregnant kinfolk. Yes I know love, I do not think she will continue to do it. And I have spoken in honor he is not to speak to her in any language but english any longer. She is some sort of hypnotist though i think she would not do harm to my child i don't want her alone with him to screw with his mind.

Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:45:27 PM)
*Bending an arm across her eyes the lighting of the room was taken away though the arm lowered away so that she could motion him up her body* I don't like overly much. And I'm undecided about the others.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:54:05 PM)
*He grinned at Dama as he came up after removing her stockings.. then he slipped up her body and rested ontop of her.. His arms held her close and he looked deep into her eyes..* sooo honors sleeping were all alone.. got anything in mind?

Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:56:44 PM)
*Her loving arms wrapped about his back, eyes meeting his* Mate with me. I want to feel your strong body moving above me. *grinning she then whispered*

Dama Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 8:59:47 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Oct 13, 2010 9:01:01 PM)
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