Uh... thought-provoking," Jake said, unable to bring himself to go any further than that lest a lightning bolt come shooting through one of the window... to strike him down... "Yes," agreed Pauline. "It was a very original script, and some of the best special effects I've ever seen." Thank you, thank you," Greg said, continuing to beam.Jake and Pauline escaped and went to go grab a drink from the bar."How long do we have to stay until it's no longer considered rude for us to leave?" Pauline. ” Oh my god, Jamie thought, her mind turning the statement into something dirty again. He draped his uniform jacket over the raised hood of the car, and she knew that she had to have a look. She climbed back out of the car and made a show of watching what he was doing, but her eyes drifted to him far more often. His muscles bulged against his shirt, rippling as he tinkered around under the hood. She just couldn’t help herself. He looked so virile tackling the manly task, and her nipples. As Steven finished the joint, he exhaled loudly and turned to face Jacie. Looking into his eyes she grinned. He leaned forward slowly, softly kissing her lips. She smiled again, looking at his mouth. He took this as a green light and leant in again, this time parting his lips as they met hers, allowing his tongue to slide across her lips. She opened her mouth a little, matching his action, their tongues touching. Steven slid his arms around her waist, pulling her body tight to his as he kissed. You know how I am.’ ‘Do you mind if I switch—’ Joe turned around and lost his train of thought. ‘Sorry? Switch what?’ Noelle aimed for an innocent look and knew she must be failing in a big way. Joe’s expression started at surprise but advanced to appreciation and then desire as though on a bullet train. ‘You look great.’ He set the wine glasses on the counter. ‘Although it’s not traditional cooking attire.’ Noelle glanced down. She’d put on a short green skirt and a red silk camisole top. Her.