<div align="center">(http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5mbbxJ5bo1qctbt9o1_500.jpg)</div><div align="center"><em>Elizabeth 'Lizzy' Johnson</em></div><div align="center"><em>At a seat on the gathering room and then to the plane.</em></div><div align="center">Interacting with: <em>Thomas Medfield</em></div><br/>She giggled looking at him and playing with his hair, her mind had to wonder if he was a true blonde or if that was just pharmacy like she had seen in so many guys. She gasped once she felt his hands go under her skirt and play with her body. It was just simple and small touches but they slowly were lightning a fire in her that was dangerous to stop once she started on it. She had to move his hand away and take a couple of deep breaths to calm herself to prevent her from jumping all over him.  Leaning in she smirked and whispered, “Don’t lit the fire, otherwise you might get burned”.<br/><br/>It was then when the TV started, sitting straight she listened as she took a bit of her beer , so it was a trip across a lot of places, just what she needed. The man looked handsome, one of those rich guys that did not knew what to do with his money. The lady looked more and more as if she was there for the money only, her body was exposed with jewelry that she knew must had been expensive.  She stood up stretching her back after they told her to follow the lady which she was intending to do.<br/><br/>She walked with the group until they finally went outside, it was very cold and she just covered herself with her hands as they made their way to the plane.  Once inside she had to just gasp at the luxury of it all, she would never dream to be in a plane like that, not in a thousand years.  She took a seat in one of the very comfortable seats and relaxed into it, she had her fun with the Blondie now the next step was up to him.<br/>