<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Roxi2_zps71663c48.jpg)</div><strong>~Roxi Rocket</strong><br/><strong>~Roxi's Garage, Zero-G Racing</strong><br/><br/>"You lightweight," Roxi playfully chided, sliding herself into the soldier's lap. She grabbed the sides of the woman's jacket and pulled her close, pressing their bodies together, chest to chest, curves pressing against curves. The racer leaned in and stole another kiss. Or two. Her lips were a perfect fit against Jeanette's, she observed. She could hardly believe her fortune in finding such a wonderful woman. But after last night, what did this make them? A couple? Or was it just a fling? Roxi couldn't deny the chemistry she felt they had, nor the budding feelings she had for Jeanette. But what of the heroine herself? She was probably used to being fawned over, Roxi figured. Perhaps Jeanette had taken the other night as just another fling. It was hard to tell. Roxi sighed softly and parted from the kiss, a soft smile on her lips, "Well, you can put whatever you want on your eggs since you're buying breakfast." She grinned a touch, "C'mon, let's go get something to eat."