<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WSqK0DScVPE/T3lOvdmdkDI/AAAAAAAAGk4/D4IdcNnPwnM/s1600/Ariel_Atelier_009.jpg)</div><div align="center"><em>Elizabeth 'Lizzy' Johnson</em></div><div align="center"><em>Dinner<em></em></em></div><div align="center">Interacting with: <em>Thomas</em></div><hr/><br/>She looked at him and her cheeks became red with embarrassment, smiling she poured herself another drink and stopped with his, "You need to stop drinking though". She looked at him for a minute, wondering exactly what to do with him, her fingers softly traced the top of her glass making a sound as she did so. The kiss wasn't a surprise he was sure drunk enough to kiss her like that. The only way to have him forget the discussion was to give him what he wanted, her ass. She just grinned as she looked at him, "You want my ass?". She stood up standing besides him and taking off her bottom letting it drop down to the floor, "then take it".