On Sun, 11 Feb 1996, Robert K Bentley wrote:

    The Poker Game part 2

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    Bentley nodded to her surprise. "I didn't create you, you know. You 
did that yourself. Although my drawings are much cruder then what you 
look like in real life. You are you own person."
    "You keep saying that," she had one of his drawings in her paws 
already. He reached out to snatch it away, her eyes met his and his 
hand retreated. Her whiskers twitched while she looked at it. "Just 
need some help on chest area."
    Bentley dipped his head and groaned slightly. "It's not at bad as 
Chabot's drawings o.k."

I _still_ haven't seen that pic.  :(  *sigh*  BTW, who's Chabot?

"Didn't know you were into spandex."
    "This is what I usualy hit the sack in, you like?" She stood up and 
turned all the way around and sat back down again.

EEeewwww!!!  Spandex is gross!  Who wants to sleep in that stuff?

    "Thought you went to bed nakid." He smirked and leaned back so he 
couldn't get hit.
    "You think I would show up here, nakid?" She mimiced perfectly. She 
bapped his playfully as his eyes wondered and an imaged formed in his 
mind. "Stop that, save that for later."
    "Ah yes, the scene between you and..." he voiced trailed off and 
laughed.
    "Who?"
    "I thought you had a poker game to go to, hrmmm?"
    "Write faster."

Yes, write faster.  I'd really like to know who you're pairing up.  ;)

    Sapphire: (munching on popcorn) What's this teacher stuff anyway?
    Captain: You'll ruin it, let it play out.

Sapphire:  Aww! You're no fun! :P

    Bentley: I need to kill some time before I hit the sack. Which I 
should be in now.
    Sapphire: Then go to sleep.
    Bentley: Yes ma'am. Goodnight everybody.

Sapphire:  Good night, Bents!