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(no subject) [Jul. 21st, 2004|12:46 pm]
Gillian Ashford
[mood |deviousdevious]

I am the number
I am evil


what number are you?

this quiz by orsa

I'm not really surprised by this, really.
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pissed. [Dec. 14th, 2003|07:19 am]
Gillian Ashford
[mood |frustratedfrustrated]

I want to pick on someone today. I am frustrated by the recent advent of Malfoy's latest rejection.
I can't pick on Granger as Eliza (makes a face of spite) has already beaten her to a pulp, and now walks the hallways with a legion of bodyguards (the quidditch team).

I will harrass Looney Lune Lovegood today. (cackle)
Dumb blonde ho.

I wonder where Keiko went. I have to brush her coat before it gets tangly again.
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Terry [Dec. 11th, 2003|06:02 pm]
Gillian Ashford
[mood |exhaustedexhausted]

Terry is a boy in my class who decided to help me with Charms studying. My first meeting with him was probably nondescript, being in the same class and house. He was just another faceont he quidditch field, as he is a beater for Slytherin, and I am the spare keeper. I don't really play, but only if our keeper gets, well, injured. If I truly wanted to play, our keeper would be so much in pain that I would have to take over. *giggle*

I thought he was annoying at first. He was nervously tapping his and whil I was attempting to study for Advanced Charms. I gace him the look, and he stopped. He was then, much to my despise, impulsive and beraded me with offers to "help" my studying. I saw in his eyes that he wanted to study, alright. But not charms.

He brought me back to his room, where he said it would be quieter.

There was a monster in there. Ooo, how much I *hate* mice and rodents.

Sitting on his bed, our noses touched, and then our lips. A hand carressed the back of my head and black hair. I licked his ear and chin. His hand drifted down my shoulder and to my side. His othe rhand carresed my neck and he kissed me all over my face. I couldnt help myself, hew had turned me on.

I stood up from the bed and slowly undid my tie. School uniforms can be a bother sometimes.I also slipped off my robe, and he was blushing terribly. He made me feel dominate in a way, even this early on. I stripped off my vest and shirt, and stood there, topless. He oogled my breasts. I let him kiss me again, I let him touch me. I didn't take off my skirt or knee stockings though. He stayed dressed but had to undue his zipper. I laid back int he bed as he was ontop of me.

And I let him do what he wanted.

he didn't last terribly long, but I could tell he wore himself out. I gave him a reassuring kiss and he finished.

He then fell asleep.

I got dressed and got up and left, quiet as a *shudder* mouse.
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