<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>On the Plane<em></em></em></div><div align="center">Interacting with: <em>Thomas Medfield</em></div><br/>She looked at him and smiled as he sat next to her, she was truly surprised by the plane that was for sure. Unlike him she had never been in a plane like this so she did not knew what to expect. His hand gently on her cheek made her turn her attention to him giving him a smile, “Be careful what you wish for”. She leaned over and whispered, “You might get too much of it. Not a lot of man can handle my fire”. She giggled as she leaned back into the chair, her eyes looking outside as she obviously was very happy.<br/><br/>She grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it trailing his knuckles with her finger.  He had strong hands but at the same time they were gentle enough to know how to touch a woman, he already proven that much.  She sighed and turned his hand to look at his palm, “Mmmm your used to stuff like this, I see success in your future in whatever you are doing. I see the possibility of a love life not sure with who though. You will get married and have a son” she of course was making it all up, wanting him to think that she could read hands was something she liked to do in order to mess around with man she liked.<br/>