The feeling of the thin fabric under his hand made him grin and wonder just what he would be able to do with it before it tore. At her question Jake grinned broadly and leaned forward a bit.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Ya know, always liked a woman in uniform. Looks even better in other ways as well."</span>He leaned back a bit ad set a small chit out for the bartender to pay for the drinks.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"I got a good place we can go that will be a bit more private."</span>He chuckled lightly. He always kept a room reserved since this base station was a personal hideout for him. Imagining her with those form hugging outfit made his pants tighten to the point that it would have been awkward if he wasnt careful.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"I know just where to go."</span>He stood up and stretched for a moment. He then looped an arm about her waist and would proceed to lead her to his room. The fabric beneath his hand alone gave him a nice thrill as it felt smooth and tight. He would hold that temptation until a little bit later. The room itself was small with a single bed, but was clean and had a slight homely feeling to it.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"And here we are."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>