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		<title>Leitz: Created page with &quot; &quot;Pick it up, Marine!&quot; Marco barked at Irene.   They were double-dating with Jones and Grishom. Date, in this case, meant three hundred meter buddy carry sprints down at the b...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot; &amp;quot;Pick it up, Marine!&amp;quot; Marco barked at Irene.   They were double-dating with Jones and Grishom. Date, in this case, meant three hundred meter buddy carry sprints down at the b...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;quot;Pick it up, Marine!&amp;quot; Marco barked at Irene. &lt;br /&gt;
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They were double-dating with Jones and Grishom. Date, in this case, meant three hundred meter buddy carry sprints down at the beach. Irene was currently carrying Marco, he would carry her back. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Doing...my...best...&amp;quot; Irene huffed as her long legs pounded the sand. Waves had already washed away earlier footprints. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Not you&amp;#039;re not.&amp;quot; Marco held on. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s why Jones and Grishom are free to go get the beer and food while the losers, that&amp;#039;s us, do three more sets.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Okay, spill it.&amp;quot; They switched at the far end and Marco fell into his terrain covering pace. &amp;quot;What...gives...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Irene moved her hand towards Marco&amp;#039;s arm but then stopped. &amp;quot;Harvey called. He apologized. He asked if we could have supper tomorrow.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Both of them were silent. Irene felt Marco&amp;#039;s body shift forward just slightly and his pace picked up. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Last one.&amp;quot; Marco said as they switched again. Jones and Grishom waved the food at them and headed to their towels.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m...not...sure...what...to...say...&amp;quot; Irene said as she stretched her legs to their max. Her muscles ached, her heart ached, and losing to Jones just made things worse.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re not available.&amp;quot; Marco said, about half way down the beach.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I said, you&amp;#039;re not available. I know this guy who really wants to spend a lot of time with you, he&amp;#039;s just not good at asking.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Some guy, huh?&amp;quot; They switched.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yeah...though he might speak up if you lost a few kilos.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Irene smacked his head. &amp;quot;Tell him to man up a bit!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;He...might...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hey, is he any good in the sack?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;A girl has to know these things! Don&amp;#039;t want to hook up with some dude that isn&amp;#039;t really a dude. You know?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Enthusiastic...amateur...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Tell him, well...&amp;quot; she blushed. &amp;quot;Same here. Maybe for the right dude I could re-define hot-bunking, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Marco stopped at the finish line. &amp;quot;Is that so?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot; She pulled herself around a bit to look at him. &amp;quot;You can set me down, you know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;In a minute.&amp;quot; Marco pulled her close and kissed her. In the background Jones and Grishom cheered.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hmm....&amp;quot; Irene smiled. &amp;quot;Not too bad. Still, could be better. You sure you&amp;#039;re a dude?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Marco shrugged his shoulder and sent her sprawling. &amp;quot;Ask me after we eat.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Leitz</name></author>
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