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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tory Adore" data-source="post: 793457" data-attributes="member: 11152">The good feeling of Jemal taking her hand brings Vych’s head forward into position atop her shoulders with waves of dark auburn hair falling on her soft, white sweater. Catching a brief glimpse of him watching her, Vych’s eyes and parted lips turn themselves into a playful smile as her cheeks seem to blush a bashful red.Vych swings their arms gently,”You know…I know when to be formal and when not to. I’d LOVE to just go have some fun if you think we have time before we need to get to the club for Carrick’s guests. We can’t be late, not even a little. I haven’t got a clue what time it is though. My watch isn’t working again,”she says as she lets go of his hand to tap the crystal of the rather useless watch her father gave her. Then something familiar and shiny catches her eye.<img src="http://home.attbi.com/~rpgs/images/Vychs_Mustang_Convertible.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> ”Hey look! There’s Baby! What do you think Jemal?”Vych says with a little excitement as she points, gazing at the meticulously shaped metal and smooth, glistening, candy apple red-gold fleck infused paint of her 1964 Mustang convertible. She jogs over to it spreading her arms out across the hood in a hugging manner and looks back to Jemal with her left cheek resting on the hood. ”It beautiful isn’t it? It is the best purchase I have ever made! I begged Carrick to take my car tonight.”Vych raises her cheek a little off of the hood and rests her chin in her left hand, still looking at Jemal with her sparkling eyes giggling a little. ”Only problem is I don’t know the city well enough to get us anywhere. Wanna dive her Jemal? I know she would love it as much as I would.”Vych spins the silver, pony keys around her right index finger a couple of times on her outstretched arm before they land gently in the palm of her offering hand. Vych’s white smile is bright enough to light the garage afire as she thinks of getting to feel the freedom of being in her car again, not to mention getting to be next to a handsome man in it. ”Driving was a favorite pastime of mine back home. Maybe you can help me learn the town so Carrick will let me drive again. He’s afraid I’ll end up somewhere I shouldn’t. He’s probably right.”She rolls her eyes, laughs again, then removes her left hand from her chin placing it palm down on the car and raises her chest off of the hood while stretching her right arm out a little more hoping for Jemal to take her keys.</blockquote>

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