Izzy feels like a jerk. A panting...gasping jerk.<span style="color: olive">"Serina.."</span>she straightens her self up ,<span style="color: olive"> " I ..um..I think I said something wrong.."</span>she swallows and exhales,<span style="color: olive">"Let me try again...." </span>She figures she owes the girl an explanation.<span style="color: olive"> "I'm -REALLY- attracted to you,I -REALLY- care about you..." </span>She coos softly and  takes a step towards the snake charmer.<span style="color: olive">"I don't want to hurt you because I'm ...not sure what to do." </span>she swallows hard,<span style="color: olive">"I'm like...I'm kinda in agony here...I mean, shit! I saw you on the stage an .."</span>she shakes her head, knowing what she's about to say is incredibly hokey,<span style="color: olive">"You were fuckin' beautiful. You-Are- bloody beautiful...I -uh..Maybe I sorta felt somethin'. Maybe it sorta fucked with me..cause I've been so head over tits fr' Cam fr' so long."  </span><br/><br/>Izzy removes her hat, clutching it in her hands and wringing the brim of her hat.<span style="color: olive"> "I..Um.  Idon't wanna hurt you. I ....i dunno what I'd say er' do if Cam came up an was all 'OO Isabella i love you an I've always loved you!' ..I mean..um. I ..I  don't want you thinkin' yr....second fiddle's all. Cause you ain't . I ..erm.I like ya. Alot. You're the damn sweetest girl I've ever known....an one of the most beautiful that's fr' damn sure. An....it was damn gutsy of ya ta' say anything to me at all..an what can i say, I'm a sucker fr' a gutsy dame.." </span>Izzy looks up now, wide green eyes brimming with tears,<span style="color: olive">"I don' wanna hurt anyone.  Least of all you. Cause you' ain't done anythin' wrong - an yr always there for me. Shit -sometimes I think yr the only one." </span><br/><br/><br/>The barker straightens up and tries to turn Serina around,<span style="color: olive">"I don't want time ta' decide somethin stupid like 'who'da I want more'. Thats not even a question...s'like comparin Whiskey ta' Moonshine...I want both. But...Moonshine don't sit with me too good..as much as i love it. AN i ..um..I just gotta get used ta' maybe..lettin' the moonshine get drank' by someone else."</span>she nods, her analogy is horrible, but its the  essence of Izzydom.<span style="color: olive">"I uh..I just wanna ..see what happens..an maybe ..um..take' ya out sometime an..giggle an..things. an, um-I dunno..maybe take things.slow?" </span><br/><br/>It's Izzys turn to blush now...she might talk abig game..but she was rather inexperienced with all this.<span style="color: olive">"Now if you don't wanna do that ,that's alright,but at least there's no mis-understandin." </span><br/><br/>She hopes she did better this time....but she isn't too hopeful. She could talk any fool out of their money..but she was horrible with someone she cared for.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>