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Reception

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The bride was good looking. Fresh faced with a slightly naive look
about her as of one who had somehowmissed all the cruelty life could
throw her. She lacked the obvious and keen wit possessed by the,
presumably jaded, older cousin who had slinked onto the dancefloor.
One was a triumph of innocence over experience and perhaps the other
just looked good in a catsuit.

How petty the suffering of love seemed to him now. Yep, they had money
- the couples future was secure in that sense, but he'd seen all of
this before, and if he was still a betting man he'd have given the
girl 2 years before she realised what a donkey this 'suit' would prove
to be. We all are at that age. Yet she was too enrolled in her dream.
She had paid the membership, left the job and signed her name.

The catsuit purred as she stepped up to get a drink. She had danced
already but there was was nowhere to go on this ship except prop up
the bar. He'd found the same all his life. There's being trapped and
there's being trapped. Carlos knew the difference.

Posted by jc1000000

7th Oct 2008, 02:23  

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If I'd known you had just posted I'd have given you at least four or five hours before I threw mine out there...

I think I've been been to this wedding, except I've never been on a cruise.

Hell, I may have worn the catsuit.

You know. After the drinking.

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7th Oct 2008, 03:18

jc1000000 says:

HAHA it /is/ actually a race so dont let up!

This was my first attempt at a character rather than a situation. The idea was that he was so cynical, disillusioned with love and wrapped up in his own world that he couldn't see the opportunity that came up to the bar to set him free. Namely, he didn't know the difference and was simply blinded his persistent way of being.

9th Oct 2008, 15:00

Dhamaka says:

I like it. Reminds me of someone. Sugar... now I've said that I can't send him the link

:)

15th Dec 2008, 19:21

Dhamaka says:

btw I knew it was yours from the image

15th Dec 2008, 19:22