80's Girls Are Easy

brigid_fitch

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"Kristi, let me borrow your lighter."

Danielle frowned at her eye-liner as Kristi dug through her purse. Even though the ladies' room lighting was piss-poor, Dani could still tell her eyes looked half-closed. A 10-hour shift would do that to anyone, she thought.

"Here you go, but only if I can wear your lace gloves tonight," Kristi smirked as she closed the banana clip on her long, blonde hair. Without a word, Dani snatched the lighter & held the pencil briefly to the flame before applying it. She threw on her belt and looked at herself in the mirror--black satin shirt-dress, red leather belt loose at her hips, black stockings, and red pumps. Robert Palmer would be proud, she thought bemusedly.

"You about done?", Dani asked as she stuffed their Bennigan's uniforms into a plastic shopping bag. She and Kristi had put in a full day and Dani was anxious to leave the place behind. It was Ladies Night at Teddy's and they were notorious for being lax on carding pretty girls. Besides, they would be 19 in 8 months--why bother turning them away at the door now? Dani grabbed her hair spray, hit the bangs with one last blast to make sure they would stay up, and began packing up Kristi's things to hurry her along. Kristi finished applying her lip gloss, smoothed the tulle on her miniskirt, and turned to her friend.

"All set. You wanna take my car or yours?"

"You're kidding me, right? Let's see--a choice of my Pacer or your Z28. Your car, show-off."

With a self-satisfied grin, Kristi grabbed her purse and the two girls left the restroom, ignoring the patrons and their co-workers on their way out the front door. They were off the clock and heading for a night out--everything else was forgotten. They got to the car and Dani pulled a strand of red beads out of her purse. "Too much, you think?"

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Name: Danielle "Dani" Sullivan
Age: 18-yr-old high school Senior
Appearance: Tall & athletic, Dani is approached on a daily basis at school by the Girl's Basketball coach. At 5'9", she'd make a great Center, but she prefers to be the center of attention in *other* social situations. Her red hair, a welcome by-product of her Irish heritage, is usually scrunched with mousse and tied with a lace bow. Her green eyes, accentuated by her fair skin, are the envy of all the other girls.
History: Dani is your typical MTV-generation New Jersey Suburbanite. Mom works as a cashier at K-Mart, Dad is an electrician--they work odd hours and Dani is often left to her own devices. Some would say a little too often, but she really is a sensible kid. She goes to school, gets decent grades, and is leaving for college in Pennsylvania to be a veterinarian because she loves animals. She and Kristi met at Bennigan's when they were training at the same time and they instantly hit it off. Now that graduation is only a month away, Dani is looking for some final "hurrahs" before summer starts and she has to think about going off to college.

This is an 80's-themed RPG, open to all. Slip into your parachute pants, Capezios, and Members Only jackets and let's party like it's 1985!
 
Kristi Hemingway

Kristi looks at Dani then at the red beads she holds up, “Hmm… Depends…Are you goin’ for that ‘I had a great time at Madri Gras - wanna see my boobs” look? If so, those beads are perfect.” She blindly fishes in her bag for her car keys. She scrunches her nose, “Honestly, not with your hair.”

Her blue eyes light up as her fingers finally find the keys “Go ahead, its not locked.”

Kristi slides into her Z28, her father’s hopeful graduation present. It was definitely a present and her father is still hopeful she will graduate. Kristi just did not take to academic side of school but she works hard for her average grades so she can stay on the cheerleading team and get decent roles in the Drama Club productions. She’ll go to community college after graduation, she doesn’t know why but it seems to be expected of her.

Before belting in, first thing she has to do to is flatten down her poofy tulle skirt and squish a layer or several under the steering wheel, “Oh damn, now I can’t see the clutch.” She turns to Dani as she tries to find first gear, “Did you see those guys at Doreen’s table?” She winces and the poor "Z" refuses to start in third gear. “I know they were going out, I asked Doreen but she wouldn’t find out where. God,” She rolls her eyes, “she can be such a bitch sometimes.”

"We could wait and see where they go..."

~~~~~~~
Name: Kristin "Kristi" Hemingway
Age: 18
Appearance: Long blonde hair, big baby-blues, 5'5". Compactly athletic and bouncy, her boobs are the envy of the other girls.
Personality:Refuses to admit she envies Dani's green eyes. Cheerful, vapid, fun at parties (big or small). Loves guys with cars hotter than hers.
 
Dani Sullivan

With a shrug and a sigh, Dani dropped the beads back into her purse. They were really nice beads, but Kristi was right--red just didn't work with her hair. She knew some girls envied her hair as much as her eyes, but Dani would kill to have blonde hair like her friend. She had tried lemon juice and Sun-In once to lighten it, but had only ended up with streaky, spotted patches that earned her the nickname "Calico" for a month.

As she dove into Kristi's glove compartment for her cigarettes (Dani's parents would kill her if they knew she smoked), an idea struck her.

"Wait, turn off the car and pop the hood."

Kristi looked at her questioningly, but complied. Dani jumped out of the car and propped up the hood, peering into the engine.

"What are you doing under there? Hurry up, or we'll miss those guys coming out!" Kristi was impatient. She was certain Doreen (that bitch) knew where the guys were going and was simply refusing to tell them. She briefly thought about letting the air out of the tires of Doreen's Honda Civic parked next to them when her car's interior lights suddenly went out.

"Got it!" Dani's triumphant voice echoed across the parking lot as she let the hood drop and walked back around to the passenger side. She grabbed some napkins from the glove compartment to wipe off her hands. Grinning slyly, she checked her hair and makeup in the Z's vanity mirror.

"What did you do?" Kristi asked, annoyed. She hated when Dani did this--came up with crazy ideas and acted on them without telling her what the hell was going on. Not that her ideas didn't always work--actually, they were usually really good. It's just that Kristi would have preferred to be included in the mischief.

Dani finished re-applying her lip gloss and blotted her lips on another napkin. She looked at Kristi with big, innocent eyes and said in a breathy voice,

"Oh, dear. It seems that our car won't start. Do you think there are any cute college guys still in the restaurant who wouldn't mind helping us out?" She batted her eyelashes for effect and then grinned wickedly. "I pulled one of your battery cables and am now going to go back inside to those guys at Doreen's table and ask them to help two poor, stranded, beautiful girls who just happen to be looking for a party."
 
Kristi

Too lazy to dig through her purse again, Kristi steals one of Dani’s cigarettes. She pulls in some smoke as she lights it then mostly just holds it for effect; everyone knows smoking makes you look more mature.

“Battery cables? You’ll be able to fix again, right? I do not want to be stranded in the parking lot when Doreen gets off. That would be mega-lame.”

“Yes, I can fix it. It isn’t broken, I’ll just reconnect it.” Dani explains, a little impatiently. “Don’t go mental, we will be long gone before she gets out.”

“Ok. You go inside and get help and I’ll...” She thinks…."I’ll stand next to the car acting brainless and helpless, and looking hot.” She flashes Dani her best bubble-headed bleach-blond look. (Although Kristi is a natural blonde and has been known to prove it when challenged). She caught Dani’s raised eye-brow look and knew exactly what her friend was thinking.

“Yes, acting brainless.” She grinned widely and slid out of the car, careless of her tulle skirt and flashing lots of tanned thigh. “I guess posing on the hood would be too MTV, huh?”
 
Dani Sullivan

Dani rolled her eyes & sighed, smiling.

"Leave the writhing on the hood to Tawny Kitaen, bright light. Just finish your cigarette and look helpless. And don't forget--you owe me a cig." Fluffing her hair out a bit more, Dani walked towards the restaurant. She saw through the window that the four guys were still at the table, finishing what looked like their 3rd round of Buds. She whisked by Lynn, the hostess, and made for their table, standing straighter to make her chest stand out more. At 5'9" and in 3-inch red "fuck me" pumps, she made quite a sight and knew it. Just to be certain, she quickly undid another button, letting the shirtdress fall open all the way down her cleavage.

"Umm, guys..?" She started, her big green eyes settling on the guy to her left, closest to the aisle. He wore a Rutgers sweatshirt and definitely had the build of a football player--rugged, muscular, but not beefy. His friends were muscular, too, but not in as good shape as this guy. If the other three were football players, they were probably blockers--big, dumb oxes. All the better, Dani thought. She leaned over the table, knowing full well she was giving them a perfect look at her tits. "My friend's car won't start and I was hoping one of you could help us out."
 
OOC: Mmmm... Thanks to Brigid for letting me join!

Gary combed back his mullet doo as he took another beer. The boys were good on the field, but afterwards? Eh.

"Hey, wasn't practice awesome?"
"Totally grody man."
"Hey, check out the babes, dude. Totally bad. Not like that batcaver sister of yours."
"Hey, stop saying that about my sister. Yo -- Chill out. Act, cool, man."

As Gary's last inebrieated ox passed out into his beer he spied the two women outside the restaurant with the car hood up. They were leaning into it, giving him a most awesome display of their tight young asses.

"Umm, guys..?" Gary did his best to keep his jaw dropping from this most lovely sight. A truly delicious goddess was there, right in front of him, in her radiant beauty. And big tits. "My friend's car won't start and I was hoping one of you could help us out," she continued, either perfectly aware or apparently oblivious to her bodacious bod.

"Well, my friends probably wouldn't be able to tell a carbureuter from a bunch of Twookies, so let me see. I've been working on my Dad's Pontiac and know a few things." And by the way she shook her tush, he wondered if she knew a few things as well. He stripped off his Members Only jacket to reveal his tight grey athletic shirt. Some things never go out of style. "Whoa, bitchin car. Let's take a look. Whoa! Bogus. Looks like your battery cable was unhooked. What sort of dorkus did that? That's *totally* uncool." What *wasn't* uncool were the two lovely ladies next to him. As they leaned forward, he had a better look at their delectable assets just inches next to him.

And speaking of inches... he felt a nice sort of tightness in his jeans. Sexy girls and car engines. Yeah, that *did* turn him on. Reattaching the battery cables, he then said, "Okay, try the car." The car turned over, and he lackadaisially stroked his long wavy mullet. "Hey, can you two do me a favor? My ride's passed out, and I could use a lift. What are you two lovely ladies doing tonight?"

OOC: I keep flashing back to American Graffitti. :D Where did we go during the 1980's beside the mall? :cathappy:

Pontiacs:
http://www.classicpontiacs.com/eighties/


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Steve

"Damn Hoozer and his nuclear bomb". Steve Gecko was, like, totally bummed he'd lost the rock paper scissors and had to go buy the munchies before they lit up. At least he'd been smart enough to keep the baggie in the inner pocket of his denim jacket.

He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he bumped into someone when cutting through the Bennigans parking lot.

"Woah sorry dude." Steve looked up, ready to cut and run if it was one of those damn meat heads who hung out here...
 
Kristi

Kristi sat behind the wheel of the Z and listened to the engine purred. “Oh-like-mi-god! I can’t believe you fixed it.” She says wided-eyed and vacuously, sounding even dumber in the presence of the studmuffin then she did alone with her friend. Yes, it was possible. She has been practicing for years with the rest of the cheerleaders. “That is so totally cool. You are so AWESOME.” She bounces in the seat, her firm grip on the steering wheel pushing her tits together, giving Gary a splendid view of her bodacious ta-tas.

With a startled squeak Kristi turns her head,and reaches for the car radio. She anachronistically pumps up the volume and happily starts singing along to her favorite song, as Cyndi Lauper’s piercing voice blares out of all six speakers. Of course, the girls just want to have fun.

Dani, realizing that they have lost Kristi for the next 3.5 minutes, at least, takes the opportunity to taste her cherry-flavored lipsgloss and shift her weight just so, revealing flash of long, tan thigh. She smiles, knowing Gary would have be blind to miss it.

“We were heading out to Teddy’s for a few.” Teddy’s, of course, is the local haven for under-age but over 18 drinkers. “But a real party would be radically cool.”
 
James

James Fredricks
Age:18
Appearance:6'1 - 200lb Athletic as hell
Background:James is the starting quarterback. There are only two things he likes more than football. Women and his classic 1967 Impala - in that order. James is one of the lucky ones, he's good at sports and maintains a B average without having to study much. He doesn't have a steady girl friend because he wants to be available for the best piece of ass he can get. His parents have money. With all that, he pretty much does what he wants, when he wants. The town almost thinks he's a god.

IC:
James was on his way to Teddys when he noticed Kristi and Dani with Kristi's Camero's hood up. He was just about to pull in to see if he could help when the car fired up. As the hood clsed, he could see Gary had helped them.

When he get's to Teddys, the bouncer first wasn't going to let him in, but James reminded the guy who he was and slipped him a ten. He found his usual table right at the stairs going do wn to the dance floor and took a seat. Looking around, he thought "oh, yeah, I'm getting laid tonight." There were a lot of hot women there that he knew wanted to jump his bones.

He sat patiently waiting for everyone else to show up.
 
Dani

When the working day is done,
Oh,girls,
They wanna have fu-un.
Oh,girls,
Just wanna have fun...


Cyndi Lauper blared from the Z as Kristi, in full-on blonde mode, bopped in the driver's seat, her tits bouncing. Gary almost missed the flash of her thigh as he focused on Kristi, but Dani was a pro. She made sure he got a glimpse and couldn't help but notice the slight bulge pressing against Gary's button fly.

“We were heading out to Teddy’s for a few.” Teddy’s, of course, is the local haven for under-age but over 18 drinkers. “But a real party would be radically cool.”

Kristi, ever the subtle one, thought Dani. She was about to ask if Gary knew of a party, when Steve the Burn-out nearly fell over him. Well, at least Steve knew where to score the good pot...

Before Gary could deck the guy (he was almost twice Steve's size, after all), Dani moved between them, making sure her tight ass brushed against Gary's crotch. She leaned forward a bit, again making sure her ass made contact with Gary, and pushed out her tits a bit more to Steve.

"Steve, holding anything good?" Dani asked with a grin. She gave Gary a quick look behind her and winked. "We were thinking of heading out to Teddy's and it's been sooooo long since I've had some good pot."
 
(Reposting this one once everyone's in the car.)



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Oh Crap. Steve thought I just wandered in to captain meathead. Damn jocks are always looking for trouble.

Thankfully, Dani got in between them. Probably just because she didn't want her big meathead boyfriend getting in trouble for fighting, not that there'd be much of a fight about it - Gary would punch Steve a few times, beat his chest in triumph, then wander off to pick fleas out of the other gorilas' fur, then a few weeks later, Steve would break in to Gary's gym locker and put icy hot in his cup. Revenge was a dish best served cold, and anonymously.

That, or... yep:

"Steve, holding anything good?" Dani asked with a grin. She gave Gary a quick look behind her and winked. "We were thinking of heading out to Teddy's and it's been sooooo long since I've had some good pot."

She did have nice tits though, he thought to himself as she posed in front of him.

Steve grinned "But Dani, Drugs aren't cool." he managed a pretty solid impersonation of the moral crusader they'd had lectures from every damn year since about sixth grade. Damn Nancy Raegan and her husband's stupid war on drugs.

Steve's father Gordon might not approve of his son's work ethic (to be fair, Steve didn't approve of Gordon spending more time on the latest Wall Street deal than on little things like spending time with his sone, but he had inherited the old man's nose for profit. He worked out almost instantly that he could split the baggie, charge this little group of all American 'tards double, and end up with enough for tonight, and money for the next one.

He paused a little before continuing.

"Maybe I know a guy who might be able to get you some" He winked at Dani "you'll have to come with me though". There was no way he was even trying to sell in the middle of a freaking parking lot.
 
Kristi

Kristi can't believe Dani is actually talking to the burnout. She tosses her hair and rolls her eyes.

"Maybe I know a guy who might be able to get you some" Steve winked at Dani "you'll have to come with me though".

"Like, just say no, Dani. Ok? Weed is lame, it always puts me to sleep." She pouts her bubblegum-glossed lips, "I still haven't figured out how I got those bruises from the last time." She looks down at her legs, "They finally faded." Kristi doesn't remember whether she told Dani about finding a used rubber in her purse and realizes now isn't the time to bring it up.

"At the risk of sounding like a total joanie, listen to Aunt Nancy and Uncle Ron. Don't do drugs." Unfortunately, at that exact moment, she gives a betraying sniff of her cute little nose. Well? Where did you think all that cheer leading, music bopping, tit bouncing energy came from?
 
Steve turned towards Kristi. He might be a pretty laid back guy normally, but she'd just called weed lame, and tried to ruin his shot at squeezing Dani (in both senses of the word).

"And the last time you drank beer you ended up in the backseat of Troy's Firebird, but I don't hear Dani trying to convince you to stop drinking."

People were so damn stupid, they figured just because you had long hair, spoke slowly in class, and spent half your time under the far bleachers with a couple buddies and a doob you didn't see or hear shit. That and jocks' inbuilt belief they had some sort of magic cool bubble around their conversations in the hall meant that Steve knew a lot more than most people figured.

"Look, Dani, it's up to you whether you give in to peer pressure or not, but right now I'm jonesing for some Doritos."

With that, Steve began to saunter slowly round the bonnet of the car and towards the store. He looked at Gary and gave him a sly grin. Sure, he might pay for it later, but causing trouble and having fun right now was always worthwhile and maybe Dani would jump in between the two of them again.

"Later meathead."
 
Kristi

"What is your damage? That is so totally untrue." She seethes in a slow measured pace through her tightened jaw. She pauses to think, her tits not bouncing but heaving with her anger.

"I remember that, it was the front seat, not the back. I gave him a BJ, that's all. God, what a prude, its not like he fucked me."

She blinks a few times and bites her bubblegum-glossed lip.

Turning to Dani, she smiles sheepisly, "TMI?"

She looks over at Gary, still sheepish but her natural ebullience is returning as her anger quickly fades, "I just get so hot sometimes" She shrugs, "I can't control myself."
 
Steve grinned.

"Ooh, your nose goes all crinkly, and you get this little pout, and your eyes sort of squish up like this. You know something princess? You're pretty ugly when you're mad. Could you just stomp your feet a little too? I have this three year old cousin that does that and it's sooo funny."

He just couldn't resist it, trouble was his middle name (well actually it was Cabot, but if he'd had any say in the matter it would have been trouble). It wasn't that he was naturally mean, but something about this All-American cliche and her little clique just pissed him off and he still had to buy the damn Doritos. Either Dani wanted the weed, and had some way of paying for it, or she didn't, either way it was none of Kristi's business.
 
Kristi

:heart: Kristi :heart: had said her peace, her anger had faded away. To her it was over and done. Then Steve touched the match to the paper and she ignited again, like he knew she would.

She rounded on him, standing nose to … chest, “I might be willing to give a damn about your opinion if I thought you could actually see out of those glazed-over, blood-shot, half-closed things that pass for the eyes on your face but since you couldn’t even see Gary, who is what? 4 times my size. And since you don't seem to be able to find your way out of a parking lot, I don't give a rat's ass what you think about how I look or what I do when I'm mad."

(ooc -sorry about the hearts, just couldn't resist. :) )
 
Steve looked down at Kristi and enjoyed the view for a bit. Perhaps too long. It wasn't just to annoy her, although that was a fringe benefit. Whatever else she was or wasn't, she was certainly stacked.

"Oh right, I'm supposed to say something now, uhhh" Steve paused and pretended to sniffle and rub his eyes "like, you totally crushed my delicate feelings and I'm like crying on the inside and stuff. Or not."


"It's not like I give a damn what you think or do either, but you had to go putting your stuck up little nose into other people's business."

He put his hand up and gently patted her cheek in the most patronising manner he could.

"Take care sweetheart."

Maybe he left his hand there a little too long, maybe he didn't, it probably depends who you ask.
 
OOC: I know I contributed to it, but I'm confused where everyone is!

Brigid, if you want, we can take a separate car and go shopping at the mall. Y'know Frederick's was part of the 80's too... :cathappy:


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Dani

Dani walked around to the Z's passenger side & grabbed another cigarette out of the glove compartment as Kristi argued with Steve. This was frustrating--not only was she wrecking the good mood she had been in just 5 minutes ago, now Kristi was screwing up the potential better mood Steve's connections could provide!

"Like, will you two knock it off?" Dani whined, taking a long drag from her cigarette. She brushed against Gary as she walked up to the couple arguing. "Like, this is all so major lame. Let's just all get in the car and go to Teddy's. I could really use a drink and I don't want anyone from work to see me out here causing a scene." She turned to Steve, making sure her shirtdress rode up to give him a peek at her tan, athletic thigh. As much as she wanted to get to Teddy's for a nice Long Island Iced Tea, she had pot on her mind and didn't want to let her only connection of the night go away mad. And besides, now that she got a good look at him (she would never have deigned to give him a second glance at school--her friends would totally never let her live it down), she realized that he wasn't half bad-looking. The four of them, if she could stop Gary from killing Steve, could make themselves a nice little party later...

"Kristi, just go start the car, 'kay? The Z can fit four of us, although it's going to be tight in the back seat." She flashed a grin over her shoulder to Gary, hoping he'd get the hint. "You two can finish arguing in the car--Teddy's is only 10 minutes away, the way Kristi drives."
 
"Like, will you two knock it off?" Dani whined, "Like, this is all so major lame. Let's just all get in the car and go to Teddy's. I could really use a drink and I don't want anyone from work to see me out here causing a scene."

Kristi contiued to glare at Steve as Dani whined, she opened her over-glossed lips to deal her idea of a crushing blow, probably something about his fashion choices or odd sense of color, but she knew that tone in Dani's voice. Whatever she said to Steve now, just wasn't going to be worth the bitching out she'd get later.

So, Kristi folded her arms under her chest and huffed.

"Kristi, just go start the car, 'kay? The Z can fit four of us, although it's going to be tight in the back seat." She flashed a grin over her shoulder to Gary, hoping he'd get the hint. "You two can finish arguing in the car--Teddy's is only 10 minutes away, the way Kristi drives."

Kristi huffed once more, in case the first grand rise and fall of her tits was missed, then in a flurry of tulle and lace, she spun around and headed back to her car.
 
It was one of those moments where a man had to make a decision. Stick with what he knew, or take the road less travelled. Loyalty to one's friends and remaining true to one's self versus the chance for adventure and new experiences.

A teenage boy on the other hand just had to listen to what his hormones were telling him about Kristi's tits and Dani's legs, and the decision was made.

"Cool, whatever." He followed Kristi towards the car, pulling a cigarette packet (containing a couple of pre-rolleds and a lighter) out of his pocket. If he was going to spend much time with the airheads, he would need a little buzz to take the edge off.
 
Gary sat next to Kristi in the front seat of the car, Dani with Steve in the back. Gary said to Kristi, "You doing okay? I'm sure once we get to Teddy's, things will be all right." His voice is calm, reassuring. His pants, however, are a la Bon Jovi, tight jeans with holes strategically placed, letting female eyes make guesses as to its contents.

"Oh L'amour..." the radio was now playing. "Broke my heart / Now I'm aching for you..." The song seemed to reflect the somewhat somber mood in the car. "I like this song, but mind if I change stations?" Gary asked. He fiddled with the dial, briefly pausing on "The Reflex". He wisely changed the station back.


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James

James sat at his table watching everyon as they enjoyed themselves on the dance floor, wondering where everyone was. "oh well, they'll get here eventually." he thought.

OOC: this is basically a bump
 
Dani

With a sigh, Dani slid into the back seat, again making sure her dress rode up juuuust enough... She smiled sweetly at Steve and patted the seat next to her.

"Room for one more," she purred. Steve obviously wasn't happy about this trip, but was determined to make the best of it. Dani was just happy for the opportunity to score some weed and hoped Steve wouldn't charge her too much. However, after getting a really good look at him, she decided that if he felt like taking it out in trade, she just might let him.

Kristi was still bopping to the music. It didn't seem to matter to her what music was playing--she had boundless energy. And, as long as there was an audience, she was going to play it to the hilt. Dani nudged her friend.

"You wanna get us out of here, or are you waiting for Lynn & Doreen to ask if they can come with us?"

"Ugh, like no way!" Kristi wrinkled her nose and turned to Gary. "You guys didn't tip her, by the way, did you? She's such a bitch, y'know." And without waiting for a response, threw the Z into gear and peeled out of the parking lot.

Teddy's was just a few miles up Rte 27 and Kristi liked driving fast--they'd be there in no time. Luckily, the radio was cranked, which made small talk impossible. The last thing Dani wanted to do was chat with these guys. She didn't really have much to say to them since she didn't really hang out with either the jocks or the burnouts. To her, these guys were simply convenient. As long as they could buy the drinks, they were welcome. And she knew how to keep boys happy.

When she sensed Steve getting antsy, she dug her lip gloss out of her purse and, despite the bumps in the road that Kristi seemed to be aiming for, freshened up her lips. Then slowly ran a tongue over them and moaned, "Mmmm, yum." Even though she knew Steve couldn't hear her over Duran Duran on the radio, she knew he could see her chest heave with the intake of breath and slow release. She put the gloss back into her purse and lit up another cigarette. With expert deftness, she fumbled the lighter as she tried to put it back and made sure it fell right between Steve's legs. She looked at him, feigning embarassment, and giggled.

As the Z pulled into Teddy's parking lot, Steve grinned mischeviously at Dani and made no attempt to retrieve her lighter.

"Hey, you dropped something."
 
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