<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">“ As long as I’ve wanted to do this maybe?” Taylor said placing her hands on both sides of his face, kissing him. She’d just made the second move, she was okay with that. The brunette liked Aaron, it seemed like they had a lot in common. Group therapy was definitely a good place to meet other people, she considered privileged because her father ran the place. Plus she was an heir to the place since it had belonged to her great grandfather, grandfather plus she didn’t have any brothers only because her mother had been stupid by cheating on her father. <a class="username" data-user-id="33333" data-username="@Gannameade" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/33333/">@Gannameade</a> </span><br/>***********************************************<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">Doctor Tracie Wild  walked up to Adrian with her hands stuffed in her coat pocket. “ You know some of them aren’t even on medication right? Not questioning your methods since medicine is your speciality.” She said putting her hands up as a sign of surrender, she’d actually been a patient at the facility when she was younger. Besides with a last name like wild people immediately thought she wasn’t right in the head, it was the last name on her birth certificate not a joke. <a class="username" data-user-id="39631" data-username="@CarolusRex1718" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/39631/">@CarolusRex1718</a> </span>