She accepted the dress from im, hugging it to her form. She had yet to wear it and moved into the bathroom to change, enjoying the feel of the silk as it slid over her tiny form. She pinned her fairly curly hair up and tucked a flower into the dark mass, smiling faintly at her reflection.<br/><br/>"You seem to be fascinated by me turning 16 Zekey...you ask about it every year...is it like a special demon day or something?"<br/><br/>She returned to his side, sitting down on the bed and dragging a pair of low heels out from beneath it, slipping them on with ease. Standing up, she turned to peer at herself in her closet mirror, turning back and forth, enjoying the way the well fitted dress hugged her figure in all the right places without being horribley risque for a 13 year old.<br/><br/>She considered his next request for a moment. Miss the dance she had been eagerly looking forward to for months...or permit the man she had been close with for nine years to take her out himself...she moved over, laying ontop of him and resting her chin on his chest, pushing fluffytail off. "I...guess I can miss it...this time...I mean...there will be other dances and...youve been so busy lately I havnt seen you much...ok...I'll spend the evening with you...but next dance Im going!" She smiled and kissed his cheek gently. "But really though..why are you always so infatuated with the age 16?"<br/>