Date: 2005-04-30 11:21 pm (UTC)
'His...his name was, Michael, we were talking, and he wanted to touch my wings and it made me laugh when he touched them and then he did this.'

She grabbed his shoulders and kissed his lips softly, like Michael had done to her. 'And he stole my kiss.'

She frowned a little sadly, but then smiled, 'But you have to...' She turned around, 'Touch my wings.'
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