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Post by Trixie Michaels on Feb 24, 2010 22:51:12 GMT -5
Trixie eyed Raphael. She brushed some hair from her face as he spoke, "Sorry to hear about your woman....its a shame...I never thought I would find someone either....not someone who did not look at me like I was some sick person." She admitted with a small smile.
Trixie cocked a brow and let out a small snort, "Yeah well...I just might do that...assuming he is free to talk, cause talking and I do not always get along." She told him in her bitch like tone, "But you give good advice. I will give you that and um...if you ever wanna talk about things...I can be a good listener....sometimes that's all it takes." She meant just talk.
Thats how it happened with DJ, he listened and did not give up. "It was annoying. Really annoying. very annoying. However, that's how the mystery biker got under her skin. Yet she was thankful for it.
Trixie watched Raphael leave and pulled out her phone when the waiter came over. She started to laugh as he spoke about the sandwich. What a coincidence. "Sounds good. I will have that." She told the waiter. Trixie stared at the phone. She contemplated what Raphael said about talking it through. Did she text DJ or not. Damn Raphael for giving good advice.
Jay was right she was changing, however was that a good thing or a bad thing. Normally Trixie did not talk, she got revenge, but revenge usually meant the relationship would end because Trixie's revenge usually meant she ended up in someone else's bed. No..not this time. This Time Trixie was going to pay a visit to DJ in the afternoon. She would talk and he would listen.
Wrapped
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