<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img825/6530/affphot01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vivian Abasi<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Off Roading!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elizabeth<br/><br/>Dark lips remain pursed for a few moments until she simply nodded her head. A foot comes to to depress and hold down the brake petal even as the jeep sat idling still just off the road, up with Elizabeth's house laid. Leaning to the side across gear shift levers a single arm wraps around the blond woman's shoulders in a tight, but awkwardly positioned embrace.<br/><br/><strong>"Let's get you home... I think you left your phone back at the Ice Cream Parlor, I'll find it and bring it to you tomorrow." </strong><br/><br/>With that the break was released, the smaller of the pair of shifting levers pushed back up to 2H as the jeep gently and easily rolls over the curb and onto the residential street, and only a few short blocks from home.