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You're a Rich Girl (italianarg & feirharte7)

His smile was beautiful, she thought to herself.

"Are we going to have dessert?" She asked him. "I really would like a brownie."

She tried to get the attention of the waitress, so they could order dessert.

"That sounds like a lot of fun," she told him, smiling.

Her cell phone started ringing. She was going to ignore it, but thought it might be important. She answered it, and listened to who was on the other end.

"Sure, I'll be right there," she answered, before hanging up.

She looked to Andrew. "I apologize, but my sister's son needs some antibiotics, but she doesn't have enough gas money to get from the hospital and to the pharmacy. I have to go."

Carla stood up and was about to leave, but she got an idea.

"You could tag along, if you don't mind. We could go to the park afterwards. Then there would be even less people." She winked as she said it.
 
The sudden change of plans shocked him, but he wanted to spend more time with her.

"Sure, I don't mind tagging along. I hope everything is alright. Should I just hop in your car with you or follow you?" Andrew asks, hoping she tells him to go in her car.

He then began to ponder less people being at the park. She seemed into the idea, and than warmed him up even more.
 
Carla waited for him to answer, hoping he would choose to come with her. She wasn't ready to say goodnight, not just yet.

"You can follow me," she replied, pausing, watching his reaction. "To my car."

She laughed a little, smiling at him. "We'll have to find another means of dessert."

She paid the check, then took his hand, feeling comfortable in that action.

"Are you ready?" Carla asked Andrew.
 
He smiles but was stunned when she paid the check. He had his wallet ready to do that, oh well, he will at least get dessert.

"Yes I am ready, we can find ourselves a tasty dessert when we finish running this brief errand" he says as he holds her hand.

"Lead the way" he says looking at her to lead since he does not know what car she drives.
 
She thought about why she'd paid the check. She didn't really know why. Maybe she just wanted to drop a hint about her finances, to see how he would respond.

"I look forward to dessert," she said, smiling, squeezing his hand gently.

"Gladly."

She led him to her older modeled car, and said, "Well, this is it."
 
"I do also" he says looking over at her smiling. He decides not to mention about paying for the check but at dessert he will just do it.

"What kind of dessert do you think you are in the mood for?" he asks being very open to anything.

They walk up to her car and he walks around and gets in the passenger seat "How far away is the house?" he asks, not that he cares, he is enjoying time with her.
 
Carla got in the car.

She smiled, realizing he was very sweet about dessert being up in the air. "Anything with chocolate in it."

"It's about fifteen minutes away," she answered, looking over at him.

She rolled up the windows, then started the car. Before she pulled out from the restaurant, she leaned over, putting his seatbelt on him, her hands brushing against his leg.

"Now you're safe."

She put her own seatbelt on, smiling as she drove to her sister's house.
 
"Well good I would hate to not be safe in your car" he says with a sly smirk noticing her brush his leg, unsure if it was intentional or not.

"Thats not too far away, it won't be too late by the time we finish." He says looking over at her as she drives checking out her dress which has ridden slightly up her legs.

"Everyone loves chocolate, we can find a good place to get some" He says smiling ignoring the music on the radio, not his taste, but he is with someone he enjoys spending time with already.
 
"You're charming, Andrew," Carla said, smiling. "So, we have to get the prescription, then the medicine and drive it back here, then we're free for the rest of the evening."

She noticed him looking at her legs. She took his hand, and placed it on her knee. "Don't go any higher than that," she told him. "But you can rub lower if you wish."

"I'm looking forward to spending more time with you. Maybe engaging in a little light kissing. On our next date. Which will be four days from now."
 
"Well thank you, you are very lovely yourself, Carla" He said smiling.

"Alright so that should take about a half an hour, not too bad, the night is young, and I am off tomorrow"

He was stunned when she took his hand and placed it on her leg. He nodded when she said he couldn't go higher, but he did gentle slide lower and massage her long smooth legs.

"You have very nice legs" He said getting very aroused now. What she said next surprised him, "Wow you already have the next date planned?" He asked overwhelmed with excitement, especially that she planned for some physical contact.
 
Carla smiled, glad that he thought she was beautiful.

"Yes, the night is very young, and so are we."

She moaned softly, as he massaged her legs, enjoying the feel of his hand on her.

"Thank you," she said, unable to control the heat that overwhelmed her from such an innocent amount of contact.

"Yes, I do," she replied. "You may take your hand back now."
 
He quickly pulled away a bit nervous "Oh, my, I am sorry I did not mean to cross any boundaries I apologize" he says feeling he just ruined something.

He put his hand on the arm rest and looked forward sweating a bit now from the nervousness.

He felt a pit in his stomach and frog in his throat that he tried to swallow and relax himself.
 
"No, you didn't cross any," Carla explained quickly, looking over at him, and caressing his cheek for a moment. "It's just that you were making me want to have no boundaries where you and I are concerned."

She put both hands on the wheel, continuing to drive. She smiled.

"I'm glad that you're eager to not upset me, it's sweet," she told him. "Just try to be more confident. Believe me, if you crossed a boundary, I'd let you know."
 
He lets out a small quiet sigh of relief. Then began to process what she said.

He was turning her on. He would have to find a way back to her legs a little layer on.

"I understand, of course I don't want to upset you" he says.

"So what kind of medication are we picking up?"
 
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