<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRzli4SlsMJBlmzfFq3GydQJ4AaPK7QCgwQzkX4FOS14M-mFuAFUQ)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Jamie Mendez</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_u">Location</span>- The Starting Line.<br/><span class="bbc_u">Date &amp; Time</span>- 9th May 06 // 9:47pm.<br/><span class="bbc_u">Tag</span>- Open/Blaire/Miyo.<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>It was a nice night; the air was warm without much breeze, the stars were out in all their glory albeit behind masses of clouds and the race. and party, was on. Jamie was currently to the right of the finish line talking a tall, slim guy with a skin head and a bright 1995 Citroen AX. (http://www.modifiedcars.com/pix/cars_large/11471_2875.jpg) He was telling the shorter woman how he'd fixed it up and modified it himself, that he had money tied up somewhere and had to spend it on his baby. He added that he could gladly spend it on something else; what was she, a hooker? The brunette just offered him a flirty smile as she asked to look under the hood, which he agreed to without question. After he'd propped it up, Jamie leaned forwards a little to take a closer look, completely aware that the skinhead head moved behind her to check her out. A disappointed expression washed over her face; it was clean, she gave him that, but it didn't look like anything special. She figured he'd spent most of his cash on how the car looks and it's pretty little paint job rather then the vitals of the vehicle. As he approached closer, he spoke, his hand moving to give her behind a firm stroke, fingers slipping under the material of her tiny skirt boldly. Jamie straightened, turning with a devious smile as her hand moved down to his wrist, pulling it up from her ass. "It's a nice little thing, too bad I like mine big. Something that can give me the performance I need. Comprende?" Pushing her way past him, her smile still on her lips, she left the man slightly dumbstruck, unsure of what to do; then she heard him curse loudly as she made her way across the road with a small chuckle.<br/><br/>Jamie was dressed up for the occasion, though that could probably be portrayed differently to other people; dressing up usually meant less clothes on this occasion. She was sporting a small, tightly fitted lace mint two piece (http://www.helloamanda.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/80558295.jpg) made up of a skirt that hugged her bottom with it's elastic material and a bra top that pressed her breasts up to her ears. Her tanned, toned stomach was proudly on show with a pretty navel piercing dangling towards the material of her skirt. She also worse a 3/4 sleeved leather jacket (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vPw8oU0_UZs/TR-6GIo1OmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jWxExLevDAk/s1600/VS+leather+jacket2.jpg) which covered her up a bit for the time she would wear it and to complete the look a pair of lace up, black boots (http://www.google.co.uk/url?sa=i&source=images&cd=&docid=93vX6BOMTRV_CM&tbnid=m8hMnvyhnrm0TM:&ved=0CAUQjBwwADhW&url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nibonline.org%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2012%2F06%2FChristian-Louboutin-Supra-Fifre-120-thigh-high-boots%E3%80%82.jpg&ei=Y2sQUaKYGJCY1AXm1IH4Bg&psig=AFQjCNERh2edumit3_xvPSL32dfv1sbEsA&ust=1360116963433685) reaching just above her knees. Her hair was left down with a slight wave to it; it had the 'bed-head' feel to its style.<br/><br/>Her caramel eyes scanned the area coolly, looking for something in specific; their teams meeting point which happened to be Blaire's car. That's when she caught sight of the girl herself, standing at the starting line with someone she didn't recognize at first. Starting over towards them, her boots clicking lightly at the concrete almost impossible to hear over the blasting music, she called out to the blond before slowing at her free side. "Hey, Blaire!" When she stopped, she immediately looked at the other girl and gave a small frown. "Miyo...right? From San Fran?" Tilting her head a little, she extended an arm around Blaire's waist casually, giving the blond a 'knowing' look before her smile quickly returned. "Well, well. Fraternizing with the enemy, huh? I suppose she is cute though, I'll let you off." Removing her arm from the familiar girl beside her, she leaned forwards towards Miyo a little, her hands crossing over her stomach. "Wish you're team good luck from me. Though I don't think it'll help them on the track." Giving an innocent giggle, Jamie turned and walked off, leaving the two behind her as she made for Blaire's car just a short distance from where they were stood.