Judge Turpin
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The Honorable Judge Turpin
The shadows of the past will never truly...die.
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Post by Judge Turpin on Jun 21, 2011 11:03:14 GMT -5
He waited as she grabbed the purse that once belogned to her mother and let out a breath of laughter at her comment "Indeed," he paused so that he could grab his coat and slid his arms into it, "I should imagine every lady to want to plan her own wedding."
He checked to see if she was ready and cast a glance at the mirror hanging on the wall before offering his arm to her with a soft smile.
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Post by Johanna Barker on Jun 21, 2011 13:49:49 GMT -5
"I," she began to say as she took his arm and nuzzled her head against his shoulder, like she used to do when she was about 7. "I'm not good at planning, well, anything." She said. Johanna really wasn't. She usually depended on someone skilled to plan everything.
"My love?" She asked, making sure that is was believable that she loved him. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't find a way to. "Once we're married," she blushed, looking down. Trying to find wards on how to describe her question, which made sense in her virgin mind. "Do I have to..." She blushed even redder now. "... Give myself to you?" She asked, her whole face bright red.
"It's not that I don't love you," She began to say. "It's just that I'm not ready for us to..."
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