Another NY RP-A New Fight-Smacked

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Flack was in the middle of taking another drink when she said that, nearly choking on the beer. Coughing, he asked: "Excuse me?" She couldn't really be thinking about torturing him, could she? Given.. he had a few weak spots... Oh, I shouldn't have said that... he thought.
 
Lindsay looked up and to her right, like she was thinking of a plan. "I'll find out what it is before we leave." she said with a smile. Now how the hell do I get him into my car....
 
Lindsay smiled up at him. "Yeah, that's Mac, he's a guy...." Lindsay hinted. He doesn't have boobs she thought.
 
"Come on, let's get out of here." Lindsay said as she rolled her eyes and searched in her purse and took out a ten.
 
Flack fished out his wallet too, placing a ten on the table. "Ugh.. They really need to change that smoking section to outside.." Flack said, looking over at the haze in the far side of the room as he stood and pulled his jacket on.
 
Before Flack could do anything else, she dragged him out to her car, threw him in the backseat and locked all the doors, not that it would help, since they were inside the car, but it made Lindsay feel better anyway. She climbed into the back seat with him and put a hand on his knee. "Tell me wat it is Flack." she said with a soft voice at first.
 
Flack was taken completely by supprise, looking over at her curiously. "No. It's complete blackmail if I lose anyways.." he said.
 
Lindsay threw her better judgement out the window and slid closer to him. "Why won't you tell me what it is Flack?" she asked in a whiney voice. "Don't you trust me?" she asked with a hidden smile behind the fake frown she was putting on. She was actually finding this fun.
(I'm so bad....:devil:)
 
Flack's whole body began to tense, sliding back towards the door on his side as he looked at her. "With something as damaging as that? No.." he replied. This was beginning to drive him up the wall. He mentally cursed at his 'male weak spots'.
 
Lindsay threw a leg over his lap, not allowing him to go any farther. She was so glad she decided to wear a skirt today, along with her pumps. It made her legs look more athletic. "It can't be all that bad." she said in the same voice.
 
Flack's muscles under Lindsay's leg tensed right up, his back straightening right out. He also hated that his mind, typically, wanted to shut down and give in. "Yeah.. yeah, it is."
 
Lindsay pouted and placed a hand on his cheek to turn his head. "Well, I know you're just itching to tell someone about it." she said to him.
 
Re: A New Fight

Flack let out a slight sigh. All right, he could play at this game too. Flack shifted, grabbing her wrist lightly as he did so, being able to lock her legs under one of his when he stradled her lap. He soon stretched her hands out to the sides, pinning them there effectively. He leaned in to whisper in her ear. "I'm not itching to tell anyone about that.. No.. I have more control than that.."
 
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