<span style="color: #FF0040">She nods, "Demons are something that one plagued with current-date; that isn't me.." the blonde-haired girl replied.  As the dark complected man powers up the iPod and selects the media he wishes her to hear, she waits.  Once the music fills her ears, she perks.  This was something she had never heard before--the beats pulsate through her entire body.  The blonde-haired girl's head started to nod, her shoulders and torso swayed with the music that filled her senses.  Slowly closing her eyes, she let the music take control.<br/><br/>The cold did not matter, nor did the people around her.  Who cared about the couple giggling as they got into the warm cab, or the bunch of drunkards outside of the bar smoking.  The music seemingly engulfed her, and she did not care.  This was unlike anything she has ever experienced before?  Orgasmic? A spiritual awakening? Whatever it was, she enjoyed every moment of it.  <br/><br/>Crimson lips curled into a smile and she started to hum a bit with what she was hearing. Because they were sitting so close, her hand had dropped down to her side and it rested upon the top of his thigh.  Long spindle-like fingers started to drum across his fabric covered flesh.<br/><br/>So badly she wanted to get up; to jump around, the music was enticing her to do so.</span>