<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v140/dracour/jdquestionmark-1-1.jpg)</div><em>"Light me up hot stuff."</em><br/><br/>JD gave a suave, yet somewhat mischievous grin, procuring a lighter adorned with anarchy symbols on top of a rain of peace flowers.  He flicked it.  Aside from a spark, nothing happened.  After a few more attempts, there was still no flame, and his confident smile was starting to slip.<br/><br/>"You know what?" he mumbled, quirking an eyebrow and placing the lighter into her palm, closing her hand around it.  "Just save it for later, eh?"<br/><br/>With that, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked to Cole's car, mentally beating himself for looking like such a retard.  He knew about Tiffany's reputation, but even a nympho wouldn't sleep with a guy who couldn't flick a Bic.  Well, if he could find out her kinks...  The mischievous grin returned.<br/><br/>When he reached the sedan, JD realized that Saki had just moved everything to the jeep.  Shrugging it off, he slouched over to the sturdy vehicle and sifted through the various bags for his own.  Pulling out a torn, scuffed, and generally aged backpack, JD removed a black t-shirt.  "Save Water!  Smoke Weed!" was plastered over a white silhouetted cannabis leaf on the chest.  Peeling off his BK work shirt and tossing it carelessly in the general direction of Cole's sedan, JD pulled his second-favorite tee over his head.<br/><br/>Everyone had already piled into the jeep.  Strangely enough, the passenger seat was unoccupied.  Pleased at his good luck, he hopped in, immediately kicking his feet onto the dashboard and rolling down the window.<br/><br/>As they pulled away, JD looked sideways at the driver.  Despite the fact that he had chatted with her countless times in the past few months, he gave her a shocked look, his voice thick with surprise.  "Whoa, Saki, long time no see!"  Squinting for effect, JD then put on a quizzical expression.  "You never told me you were Asian."<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v140/dracour/colequestionmark-1-1.jpg)</div>Cole followed Natalia to the jeep, looking up at the sky as he went.  The east was bright and blue, with only a few wispy clouds hanging in the summer dome.  The west, however, had him worried.  The sky there quickly faded into gray, further darkening to an ominious black at the horizon.  Although he loved thunderstorms, Cole was hoping for good weather this weekend.  He didn't get out into the wild that often, and he didn't want to be locked indoors this time because of rain.<br/><br/>When he looked down from the sky, they were almost to the jeep.  It was large, with a blocky rear and flat roof.  The wheels were large and spaced, and the front had the iconic grill-and-emblem design that jeeps were known for.  The vehicle was an unremarkable silver-gray.<br/><br/>When they reached it, Cole - in his usual good mannered self - stepped forward quickly, opening the back door for Natalia.  Despite constantly reminding himself that he loved his girlfriend (he had recently conceded to himself that it<em>was</em>love) for her bright mind and addicting personality, he had to admit that she was<em>fucking hot</em>.  Those short shorts accentuated her curves amazingly well as she climbed up into the jeep.  Cole had a hard time looking away, trying his best to be respectful.<br/><br/>He stepped in after her, the interior of the vehicle surprisingly dark.  After he was situated and (of course) buckled in, Cole felt Natalia's lithe legs slide over his thighs.  Knowing how she liked to cuddle, he raised his arm up, allowing her to snuggle against his side.  Her body was comfortably small and soft compared to his own, and Cole smiled as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, holding her close.<br/><br/>"Hey, Natalia, everything ok?" he asked a few minutes into the car ride, recalling the anxiety in her voice when she had called him and the strange, tight way she had walked in the parking lot.  Cole wondered if she was feeling sick, or maybe it was something he had done?