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Old 11-03-2010, 01:33 AM   #21 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul
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Clearly, Jane Holland was unawares that her secretary's thumb was GREENEST of the greens. He let it go though. She had a rock and a plant and funny pictures and almost always made Plymouth smile.

He too, though maybe less aware of it, had protective sort of feelings for Miss Holland.


"Well.... if something doesn't happen around here soon, you might just see THIS man cry real man!tears." Except, well, not. Plymouth wasn't a crier.

"Hehe. No, no. Well, yes, but no." Plymouth eased the back of his chair around so he'd be side by side with Jane and so she'd have a good view of his stack of papers. Plymouth thumbed through them and straightened his stack -- then FLIPPED through them QUICKLY. On each page was a little stick figure that Plymouth had drawn over and over. He'd made a flip book, a cartoon.

It was his morning usual. "Hehe! I call him Gary!" The stick figure, that is. "Dance, Gary, dance!" HEHEHE
"Well we can't have that. I think I'd probably cry too." And be completely embarassed and flustered and not know at all what to do except pet his hair and pull his cheek against her bosom in order to comfort him. Like a momma.

She eyed up the stack curiously and then let out a little "Oh!" In surprise. Jane laughed, delighted, and leaned forward to get a closer look at Gary. Her mess of curly, unruly blonde hair getting in her way to the point where she used one hand to push the mass of it back out of her eyes, holding it up on her head, painted fingernails just visible where her fingers raked the entire delightful mess of it back.
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