His place, yours is a total mess
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Current revision as of 23:59, 13 March 2011
You've tried on, like, a thousand outfits, trying to find just the right one. "Let's go back to your place."
He tries to hide his, 'I'm going to score' grin. "Sure," he manages to say calmly.
"Let's take my car," you suggest, as you walk to your STORMY BLUE MICA, MX-5 Miata.
"Nice ride," he comments, "I only live a couple miles away."
The ride is short, he lives in a nice set of apartment complexes, not too fancy, no where near shabby. You can tell this isn't the type of place for snobs, that makes you happy, since you are not the quiet type.
What happens back at his place?
