[doesn't push it much from there, no trying to guide her back down to lay against the back seat, not a hand feeling up underneath her skirt or going in to grope her boobs. just the kiss. a kiss that he wish could have went on forever, able to forget everything around him for that one moment, not even a minutes peace with the cough of attention and a demand for money.] Looks like we are here. [lets his fingers linger for a little bit longer, rubbing her cheek, taking the time to pull his hand away to pay the man. yeah keep the change, demanding bastard. scoots over to the door and stumbles out, standing to the side keeping it open for her, a gentleman should hold the door... or it was holding him up. closes it after she has exits and goes up to the front door, unlocking it and once again holding it open for her to walk through, closing and locking it securely. not going to rape you... just has a very bad man who wants to hurt him.] Take a seat. I will make your drink.
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