- of her back.* It's going to be okay.. I promise. Letha G. Lempicka.

Rude. Waylon Hendrix

I am. But I kid, I kid. Waylon Hendrix

*The feeling Letha G. Lempicka. was feeling came all too familiar to him, but only once. Was now the time to confess? To come clean? It -

- seemed opportune, but, he couldn't ruin whatever he had with Letha G. Lempicka.. They seemed an unlikely pair who had just become -

- more likely. They had a common connection now. His feelers continued to gently run over Letha G. Lempicka.'s back, slowly lifting her -

- shirt to touch the soft skin underneath.* No.. I don't think I could ever be. Letha G. Lempicka.

Gabe.. Come on. Waylon Hendrix

No.. It's actually harder for people to track you down than you think. *One hand keeps rubbing the small of her back, - Letha G. Lempicka.

- elbow propped against a pillow whilst the other pushes away some hair from Letha G. Lempicka.'s face.* It's going to be okay. I could -

- never judge you for anything. Letha G. Lempicka.

I told you not to apologize, nymph.. *Sympathetic eyes fall down upon Letha G. Lempicka.'s soft face gingerly, his hand cupping one -

- cheek.* Let's... run away. Letha G. Lempicka.

Anywhere you want, away from here. *The possibilities churned through Cale's mind like clockwork. Different - Letha G. Lempicka.

- surroundings, new experiences, fresh women.. Damnit. The psychopath inside of him was speaking again. He cursed - Letha G. Lempicka.

- himself gently, well inside of his mind, and slowly looked at Letha G. Lempicka..* Just you and me.

Of course we could. Do you think I've lived in this shack my entire life? *He uses his hands to signal around the - Letha G. Lempicka.

- small place.* Come on. I have gas in my jeep and an open mind.Letha G. Lempicka.

Just you and me. *He gazes his optics steadily upon Letha G. Lempicka.'s own.*

Hey, cunts.