Clandestine Meetings
strangIed love: "Excellent idea. I'll join you. Your place or mine?" He even went as far as draping an arm around her shoulders and start them moving in the direction of the bars. There were a lot of them around these parts, so happening upon seemed quite likely. "By the way, it's cool if you’re a virgin. I dig breakin' the gals in." Was there a line to cross here? Because, Deacon may have just dove right over it. "You keep insulting my junk, I *am* going to bust it out and rub it on yah. Wrinkles, grey hair and all." His hand spasmed, causing Deac to wince and involuntarily grip onto her shoulder. He hadn't intended on getting touchy feely with her, and if Red was really paying attention she’d feel the tremble in that palm. A moment later the pain subsided and he cleared his throat, as if that would excuse what had just happened. Whilst they walked and talked, his other hand fumbled about in his jacket pocket, fishing out a small pill t...