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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 25, 2006 20:14:26 GMT
"I love the smell of a freshly cut wheet feild," Grace was filled with memory and longing.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 25, 2006 20:20:41 GMT
"I love the smell of burning tyre rubber and the smell of fuel that had dripped onto the exhausted pipe and is now burring off due to the heat."
She smiled at Grace.
"A bit different to your natural smells i know."
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 25, 2006 20:33:53 GMT
"Slighty," Grace smiled at Girty, "but that's the way life works!" She shrugged and smiled at Girty.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 25, 2006 20:47:36 GMT
Girty nooded and stuffed a load of chips in her mouth. Slowly chewing on them she looked at Grace and then at Bog, then giggled to herself.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 25, 2006 20:50:58 GMT
Grace looked at Girty and asked playfully, "how many chips do you think you can fit into your mouth at once?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 25, 2006 21:01:43 GMT
Girty swallowed her last load of chips and looked at Grace.
"However many you want me to put in."
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 25, 2006 21:08:50 GMT
"Let's see," Grace said thoughtfully, "how's about-" she raised a finger to her temple and tapped it lightly "-20... to start with?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 25, 2006 21:11:32 GMT
Girty nodded her head and pulled the chips closer. carefully she selected the smallest of them, bent them i half and placed them in her mouth so no air space was between them. When number 20 was placed in her mouth she closed it and smiled at Grace.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 25, 2006 21:19:59 GMT
"Well done," Grace laughed, "now try squeeze 10 more in!" she dared.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 25, 2006 21:28:24 GMT
Girty rolled her eyes. She started to wave her hands around as a sign of no way but then something in the back of her mind was daring her too.
She nodded slowly and tried to fit in 5 more. Ans the 6 went in she felt the whole ass of chips move. She placed her hand over her mouth as the mush came out.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 25, 2006 21:36:40 GMT
"Aaawe," Grace giggled, "that's gross!!!!"
((nice one, lol))
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 26, 2006 12:18:58 GMT
Girty tried to re frame form laughing as she spat the mush of chips into a paper towel. While folding the towel up, she stretched her mouth and reached for a drink.
"I do not think i will be able to eat chips again for a long time."
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 26, 2006 18:06:54 GMT
Grace looked at her empty plate and smiled at Girty's comment (but more at her plate). She wasn't hungry any more. She felt a different type of hunger, she couldn't quite put her finger on it but a slight humming was irritating her mind, giving her an itch in the back of her head. She slowly razed her hand and scratched gently. It didn't go. Her brow creased slightly as she lowered her hand.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 26, 2006 18:09:45 GMT
"Grace? What is up?"
Girty looked puzzlingly at Grace then took another swig of her drink.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 26, 2006 18:21:04 GMT
Boggleworth laughed at Girty's antics wondering how on earth she managed it. But then he looked at Grace with concern creasing his brow, "something wrong?" he enquired his voice full of concern
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