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[color=f26522][b]Sasha O'neill[/b][/color]

1500 years. Sasha coudn't even start imagening how that must have been like. She had barely lived 20 years on this planet.
[color=f26522]''21, so you were but a year older than me when you got turned''[/color] Sasha said a bit saddend. He spoke of some painfull things, it came as no suprise to the young reporter. She had alwas felt like he was hiding somehting, a old wound of his. The question was, did sasha dared to aks about those wounds, without ripping them open, making it painfull for him.

[color=f26522]''I will listen to them with all my attention. You can tell me all your tales, every one of them''[/color]

Sasha nodded her head as he said she could take anything she wanted. [color=f26522]''I do not need so many treasures, I am happy witht he necklace's you have given me. I will keep those two Jewels close to my heart''[/color] She spoke as her fingers touched the greem emerald of her new necklace.

when he asked of her what she wished to do, she hesitated. She had been curious as to what whould have happened had she not left the room earlier today. She had seen his reaction and she had a rough guess what it was what he wanted to do.

[color=f26522]''Well...Earlier today....when I straddled you for a moment.... I was curios, what whould you have done had I not left or stopped you from doing...what you wanted to do''[/color] Slowly she leaned forwards kissing him, her hand sliding through his hair and trailing up and down against his chest.