Of to the big city (kasen03 & bootsie)
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				Title: <strong>Of to the big city (kasen03 &amp; bootsie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 13:02:37</strong>
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				Stefan only visited his family who lived out of town a couple times a year, and it was exactly because of the 5 hour drive from the boonies back down to the city.&nbsp; Being a city-folk himself, all the alternating farmers fields and the wilderness of trees made him miss the hustle and bustle of the big city.<br><br>It was rather nice being able to let-loose.&nbsp; His bright yellow Challenger just roared.. the muscle-car surging up the road.&nbsp; It was alittle bit of his own mid-life-crisis.&nbsp; He was in his late 30's and not really the 'muscle car' build.. and the car was very inappropreate in the city.&nbsp; Out in the country.. he could let it rumble and tear down the miles.<br><br>He was dressed casual - a purple short-sleeved cotten dress shirt and dress slacks.&nbsp; His shoes were imported italian leather loafers - perfect for the office - only making him look out-of-place at the family gathering in the country.&nbsp; His hair was short and styled.. with a trimmed goatee.&nbsp; He was tallish..broadish..solid.<br><br>The speakered blared classic rock as he drove around the country roads.. not caring about cops - prepared to pay for any pesky things like speeding tickets.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of to the big city (kasen03 &amp; bootsie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Boots</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 13:15:59</strong>
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				<ul class="bbc_list" style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li><span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">•&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Allegra walked down the hot roads, sighing heavily as she lugged along her bag. She was out of town now. She had a bus ticket, but what with all her brilliant luck, it broke down. Her parents barely let her go to the city, and she knew that if they found out that her transportation was down, they'd seize the opportunity and keep her home. They were far to paranoid. Allegra was much like them, but she really wanted to do this. Traveling was one thing she always wanted to do. The city would be her first step. <br><br>Wearing a plaid, fitting button up shirt and denim jeans really screamed country. Her red hair was down in pigtails, so that it wouldn't get in her face should wind arrive. The willowy girl thought nothing of how she looked, and always found herself very uncomfortable in her skin. She was great friends with a beautiful girl, and this caused her to be more in the background. The secondary kind of girl. She had luggage with her, which was dragging along the dry dirt, the wheels beginning to wear out. A few cars drove by and she stuck out her thumb, hoping one of them would pick her up. She was nervous though.<br><br>Allegra never hitchhiked in her life, as she heard far too many stories of what happens to girls who did so. She figured, heck, she wasn't that pretty anyway. She had freckles. Freckles weren't pretty. A few cars drove by and past, not heading her any attention at all. It was a half hour before someone kind enough actually picked her up. She smiled awkwardly at him, just raising the corners of her lips. His appearance made her nervous. He had a small mix of a rugged city man look. He looked more city than anything, which was good. That meant there was more of a chance that he was going where she was heading. She stood outside the passenger door, and leaned in the window. "Hi." She greeted, rather quietly. "I'm- I'm heading to the city, would you be able to go that far?"</span></li></ul> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of to the big city (kasen03 &amp; bootsie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 13:24:06</strong>
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				Stefan had passed a large Greyhound bus broken down at the last town, with scores of people milling about.&nbsp; That got him thinking...where are those people going to.&nbsp; Probably to the indian-run casinos or something..there wasn't much else out this way..certainly nothing to warrent drawing a large bus.<br><br>Then about a mile out of the small town, he saw a tallish young girl walking along the road, drawing a rolling suitcase.&nbsp; As his muscle car crested the curve she turned, sticking out her thumb..holding it shakily.<br><br>"What are you doing...you don't pick up hitch-hikers?" he mused to himself..but then signaled to the right and pulled over, pressing the button to lower the passenger side window as he pulled up to the girl..closer now he could see she was very young.. and very country-bumpkin looking.<br><br>"Hi.." he reached to turn down the radio - Pink Floyd's comfortably numb fading out.&nbsp; He listened to the question..<br><br>"Well..yeah I am heading that way.&nbsp; I don't normally pick up hitch-hikers tho.&nbsp; You know.. all that scary shit that you hear about on the news.&nbsp; Are you sure you're okay tho... you're in the middle of nowhere?"&nbsp; He starts thinking...for a city folk..this would be hell.&nbsp; No houses.. no ammenities.. heck..no wifi or cell coverage.&nbsp; He looked over her face.. very plain..unthreatening..abit shy.. then reached to open the trunk. "Go on...I'll give you a ride to the outskirts of town or something"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of to the big city (kasen03 &amp; bootsie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Boots</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 15:43:36</strong>
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				<ul class="bbc_list" style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li><span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">•&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Allegra wasn't really a country girl. It was hot, though. She normally wore dress pants and a tee-shirt. She smiled uncertainly at the man. She glanced at the radio as he turned it down, not recognizing the song. "Huh," She replied thoughtfully. That's what she was just thinking. He shouldn't be the one nervous, though. Allegra should be. Though his unsureness made her feel comforted. She smiled, trying to be polite and assuring. "Please, I wouldn't be able to defend myself, if I had to." She said, raising an arm as evidence. She frowned. Her bag was going to be in the trunk anyway, and there was no way she could be holding a weapon on her person. <br><br>"Yeah, I'm ok.." She added, "Though I was afraid of getting sunburn any moment now, so thanks." Allegra was used to being in the outdoors. She didn't watch TV or movies often. She wasn't even familiar with music these days. She was a small town girl, helpful and a favourite of many adults. Popular babysitter, one whom adults trusted on sight. It felt odd to almost to find suspicion. She raised her head to his trunk and nodded. <br><br>She pulled her bag to the back and managed to dump it in the trunk. She stuffed her book bag in there as well, not wanting to have anything that would make the man nervous. <br><br>"There," She said as she let herself into the car tentatively. "I have nothing on me. Nothing to worry about."&nbsp; She looked at the dashboard shyly. "Mmmh." she replied, when he mentioned the outskirts of town. She wanted to protest, but she didn't want to say anything to offend him. That was the most she could get, she guessed. What was she going to do in a town, though? "Thanks." She repeated. She buckled herself in and placed her hands on her lap nervously. She didn't know what else to do.</span></li></ul>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of to the big city (kasen03 &amp; bootsie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 02:39:18</strong>
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				Stefan watched her.&nbsp; In a way her trusting was.. unnerving.&nbsp; Coming from a city where one always locked the doors..always bolted the door at night..andno one smiled at strangers on the street.. <br><br>He chuckled at her comment.. getting in. "You better be careful saying stuff like that in the city... that you can't defend yourself.&nbsp; It's better to say that you have pepper spray or osmething just to keep yourself safe."<br><br>He pulls out on the road and starts driving.. at first just driving..listening to the music..glancing sideways at her sometimes.&nbsp; his eyes travelled to her hands.. to her legs (what was she wearing again? ooc)&nbsp; then back to the mirror.<br><br>'Stop looking! he scolded himself.. you're old enough to be her father.'<br><br>"So.. I don't get up this way too much." he starts out of the blue.. "I was up visiting my sister and her folks up north.&nbsp; It's a long drive, but it's always so quaint coming out to the boonies.." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of to the big city (kasen03 &amp; bootsie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Boots</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 13:26:30</strong>
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				<ul class="bbc_list" style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li><span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">"Pepper spray..." She replied thoughtfully. That was a good suggestion. She didn't know much about the city, and has never been to a town with more than a 1000 people in population. "It's quite different from a town." Allegra commented. She shrugged her shoulders and crossed her arms over her soft, smooth stomach. She was too oblivious and self concious to notice his eyes on her. No, the girl had no confidence at all to realize. If she did notice him looking at her, she'd be thinking negative things, like perhaps he was thinking of how pale she was, or how badly dressed. <br><br>Allegra didn't normally worry about what she was wearing. Not even today. She didn't own a pair of shorts at home, or a short that was cool enough for the hot weather, so she borrowed her sisters clothes. It was a step up with fashion, though her sister complained it looked too country. Allegra wasn't one of those girls who listened to folk music, no. She'd be giving off the wrong vibe with that. <br><br>"Oh yeah..." She responded politely. "Your family ok?" She asked, out of habit. "Must be nice having road trips like this..." She turned her head to look out the window to her side, the wind blowing her hair out of her face. "Tell me more about the city" She said, looking at him shyly before looking forward again. She was too concious about the fact that she might be staring, so she normally kept her eyes on the road ahead. </span></li></ul> 
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 18:56:40</strong>
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				He smiled..she had a nice sounding voice.&nbsp; Sweet.. innocent..maybe even alittle naive.&nbsp; Not your drop dead gorgeous type..but rather the best friend type.. the 'friend of the hottie'.. or your buddy's cousin.. the nice sweet one who always gets her heart hurt.<br><br>It was almost like she was inviting him to look..even the odd time she may catch him glancing at her legs or stomach..she doesn't act like she sees..but rather turns away so that he's not caught in the awkward moment of explaining why a 30 something is checking out the teen.<br><br>"The city is nice.. people are rude.. traffic sucks.. everyone is in a rush." he's being sarcastic. "Actually.. no.." he chuckles.."There is lots to do.. movies..shows..always stuff going on.&nbsp; It's okay if you stay inthe nice neighbourhoods.&nbsp; I don't get to travel much.." he puts the pedal down for a moment.."Not much chance to get speeding tickets..if you know what |I mean." he chuckles.."I don't think I'd fit in here too well.. too quiet.. no wifi connections.. bugger to get an internet.&nbsp; Not connected ya know.." he smiles.&nbsp; It's refreshing talking to her..no hidden meanings..no one-up'smanship.. she's just... just nice.&nbsp; that's the word...nice.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of to the big city (kasen03 &amp; bootsie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Boots</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 08:16:58</strong>
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				<ul class="bbc_list" style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li><span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">So yeah, Allegra did notice him looking a little more than what she was used to. Normally people just glanced at her, then looked away without giving her a second thought. She was used to it. She was comfortable with it. Allegra wasn't your every day toned model, but she wasn't overweight - she's actually edging dangerously close to being underweight. She couldn't run a mile if she had to. Allegra scolded herself for leaving her bottle of water in her book bag. What a dummy.<br><br>She smiled, chuckling in a more disbelief manner, when he first described the city. She didn't doubt him, but from a guy like him, she'd expect more enthusiam. She got it. "The only theatre we have is when her set it up outside for ourselves." She said, remembering when she was usually a part of the committee that set those kinds of things up. They usually watched the old school kind of movies, those that were in black and white. <br><br>"Some people like the quiet." She told him, not much in a defensive tone, but more of an explanation kind of thing. "The last time my town had violence was in 1963. You are right though, I was getting bored. I think it's kind of tradition for the eighteen year olds to go to the city." She added, accidently giving him how old she was. She stared out the front road, twiddling her thumbs. She wondered how it would have been in the bus. A little too hot, and she might have been stuck with some rude, talkative grandma, and she wouldn't have much of a view outside. </span></li></ul> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of to the big city (kasen03 &amp; bootsie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 13:03:37</strong>
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				As they drove, they got more comfortable with each other.&nbsp; It was one of those 'field mouse, city mouse' things..except that he was about twice her age.<br><br>"mm...when I was your age, I did the same thing..except I went to Europe.' he smiled.. driving.. his glancing at her lessoning abit as they drove.<br><br>They stopped in the next little town.. Stefan insisting on buying her a drink and some snacks, getting a bottle of coke and a home-baked muffin himself.&nbsp; <br><br>Back on the road for awhile he puts the window down so they could enjoy the wind blowing through.. smiling as he watches her hair whip in the wind.. just loving the trip.&nbsp; But eventually they get closer and closer to town.<br><br>"Okay...I'll not just drop you off at the outskirts, Allegra.&nbsp; Where do you really want me to drop you off?" he smiles.. he's going to miss this sweet country girl.<br><br>When they get to her drop-off place, he reaches into his wallet, pulling out a twenty.&nbsp; "Here..for supper.. you were great company.&nbsp; Ooh..and here.." he took her arm and wrote a number using pen. "That's my number... if you have any questions on where to go or stuff.. give me a ring"<br><br>The thought of her getting into trouble not even coming to mind... he just wanted to help the girl who would be lost in the big city
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