<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169408.msg7968295#msg7968295">Quote from: Hercinia on 30-03-2013, 03:12:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Leda was happy that she could make Carter laugh, he looked like her needed it. <br/><br/>At the feel of Carter pushing lightly on her belly, Leda tried to tense her abdominal muscle, partially flirting, partially in an attempt at showing off.<br/><br/><strong>"I don't mean to be forward, but could I lay down with you for a while. I would go back to my room, but there's no one else there and I feel anti-social being on my own on the first day. I promise I won't try and make a move on you. "</strong> Leda smiled and raised her hand to her head...<br/><br/><strong>"Scout's honor!"</strong> she claimed.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Me casa, su casa. Can you do me a favor and put the bottle back with my stuff? I feel better and I don't think I'll need another. Just needed some quiet decompression, y'know? Well, shit I hope you won't wanna ever molest me. That'd suck."<br/><br/>Chuckling at his own lame stab at humor, he settled into the bed comfortably again. Patting his shoulder after he handed over the prescription bottle, Carter opened himself up for her presence in his personal space, already prepared to doze off again.<br/><br/>"'Sides I bet Sandra'll come get us when that damn rep shows up..."