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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Dec 24, 2008 0:09:22 GMT -5
Stiffania looked to the end of the hall and saw the lamp on the floor
Emily is in the room on the end.... That's Avriletta's room... she looked at the door that had a green nail in it. People have used those rooms... and.... this one. she found a room that was also toward the end of the hall but not too close to Emily's room and also put the lamp outside the door. The dark is mine friend.
She fussed with the things on the night stand and the things in the bathroom then stripped and slept soundly.
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Dec 28, 2008 20:06:45 GMT -5
"5:40?"
of coarse she'd wake up at 5:40. that's when Ave. used to get them up and train for three hours, prep for the night, get in one more training sesion, then a nice nap before it was time to open.
She started to stretch, forming several positions from a yoga book sliding gracefully from one pose to another till she was balanced on her left hand with her torso pointing straight up and her legs extended toward the ground in a split with her back leg almost touching her forehead and her right hand wrapped around the calf of her front leg pulling the new stretch as far as it would go.
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Dec 29, 2008 13:32:22 GMT -5
Who the hell is that?! Stiffania thought angrily but ended her stretch and aswered in her mono toned face to find the more agreeable twin looking like she needed a partner for her morning execises.
"Come in," Stiffania bowed her head slightly, "Join me in a partner session?"
"Thanks Stiffania,"
And they went immeadiately into the same routine Emily and Amy were discovering was very rigorous. Stiffania was on Tiffany's foot with her right hand, her torso pointing straight up and her legs extended toward the ground in a split with her legs reversing her earlier position. Stiffania's left hand wrapped around the calf of her front leg, again, pulling the new stretch as far as it could go.
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Jan 4, 2009 18:23:42 GMT -5
Spasms took over Tiffany's arm, and she immeadiately lifted her already rediculously flexible partner higher into the air and they moved to a new position. Stiffania lay stomach down with her left leg extended and locked behind her as her right leg bent and curled beneath her torso whiile her back arched and both hands reached behind and held her knee for support.
Tiffnay's position was more challenging for her though, her legs were 180 degrees from each other in the widest strattle split she had ever accomplished, the small of her back rested wholely on Stiffania's foot and her hands propped themselves on Stiffania's shoulders.
"Think I'm almost done Stiffy."
"That's all you got Tiff.?!"Stiffania thought about what they would do today, It most certainly wouldn't include skipping breakfast, "Let's go- " she sniffed the air, "Amy didn't make that smell... I wonder... To the kitchen..." Stiffania and Tiffany fell as they tried to undo their position and hurried off to the kitchen.
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on May 23, 2009 0:06:20 GMT -5
Stiffania raised herself out of the floor and looked around... Had she brought anything other than tha one change of clothes? A tooth brush, her dress and the skirt, a hair brush, and what she was wearing. She found a small bag and a black skin tight out fit in the closet. Shoving everything into the bag she headed down stairs to the living room to Amy and Emily.
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