Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:00:18 AM)
(This user has entered Jerry's Car) (IP = 121.45.75.45)
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:02:30 AM)
*helping tasha to the car, he even buckles her in before getting in the car himself*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:03:54 AM)
*Lets herself be babied, even though it was not nessessary. She woudl liekly concider herself to be in shape for snything, still. A small, content sigh escapes her as she leans back and relaxes in her seat*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:04:02 AM)
So where we go?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:05:09 AM)
Well, we could go to my place and I make you some coffee.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:05:52 AM)
mmm coffee *she mumbles wih soft smile on her face, her eyes beign closed at the moment.* Your wife is not going to like that.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:06:53 AM)
*taking out his cell phone, he holds it out to her* You want to ask her if we can be friends?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:08:16 AM)
*opens her eyes, just enough to get a glimpse of him* Hell no! And don't you listen to what she says either. *She mumbles, before laying her head back again and closing her eyes* We women are all bitches. We tell you we don't care,but when you are liek you don't care, we get right there and claw you to death.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:11:02 AM)
Trust me, we've had an understanding for years.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:12:17 AM)
*sighs heavily and waves her had at him* Just..drive.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:13:14 AM)
*nodding, he starts driving down the road* So... I really did miss you.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:16:43 AM)
*moves her hand over to his side, and lays it on his thigh* I missed you too, Jerry. *she says gently, turning her head a little to look at him once more* I've been havign some seriously bad time lately... I mean...some seriously ad time. Like that gator... and I thought 'If I ever get away from this alive..' *she pauses, just watching him now, and a soft smile forms over her lips.*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:17:34 AM)
*getting to a stoplight, he looks at the hand, then up to meet her gaze* That you'd like to see me again? *he asks with a hopeful tone in his voice*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:19:49 AM)
Yes. That, and some other things. But you know...it's all just..*she sighs again, closing her eyes* ...silly wet dream. That's what you are, Jerry. You'r a wet dream.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:21:11 AM)
*smiling, he leans in and kisses her bottom lip gently* I'm not a dream. I'm flesh and blood.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:25:40 AM)
*She ceases breathing when his lips touch hers unexpectantly, but not unwelcome. Her lips feel soft and relaxed, warm, and taste slightly of pistachio liquoir and ice cream.* mmh.. *she mumbles when he allowes her to, and the tender smile lifts the corners of her mouth upwards again.* Sleek and suave too...*she whispers*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:27:06 AM)
*smiling, he runs his hand through her hair* That wasn't too bad, was it? Maybe try it again?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:27:44 AM)
...aren't we still driving?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:28:29 AM)
*he looks at the red light* Not until the light turns green again.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:30:48 AM)
*Peeks at him again from beneath her long eyelashes, and her smile widens a little looking ah so playful* ...quikly then...just a little... *she says quietly and shuts her eyes*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:31:20 AM)
*leaning in, he kisses her again. this time, he melts into her lips, probing her mouth with his tongue*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:34:07 AM)
*Lets it happen, parting her lips only a little at first, and hesitating for a moment when he attempts to slip his tongue between them. Then she gives in, and reaches her own tongue out out touch meet his and touch it lightly, having a brief taste of his mouth.*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:34:58 AM)
*as the light turns green, he breaks the kiss and starts the car moving again* Wow. That was good.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:36:38 AM)
mmh *she seems to agree, and lifts her hands high up above her head, stretchinh herself up on her seat like a cat.* ..you think so too? *she mumbles with her eyes still closed* You..sure you want to tak me to your place?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:37:45 AM)
The thought did cross my mind. If you want to.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:38:20 AM)
I thought that's where we were driving...or?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:38:47 AM)
You just wanted to drive... But I can take you to my place if you want.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:40:24 AM)
Oh.. *Opens her eyes nad looks out the window to the moving city on the other side of the glass. She remains quiet for a while, concidering the thought.*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:40:52 AM)
naaaah...bad idea. *she says finally* You know wha'ts goign to happen if we go there.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:41:24 AM)
And what would happen? I make you coffee and we talk.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:43:35 AM)
*directs her eyes to the man sittign next to him on the driver's seat, giving him a very doubtful look with her chin close to her chest, looking coy* So you say that will be all?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:44:22 AM)
Are you saying that you'd be tempted to do more?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:47:20 AM)
*smiles to him softly* Oh yes. I can't deny it..you... *she takes a deep breath, layingher dreamy eyes on his side profile while he drives* I don't know if it is your looks or your voice or your.. smell or what...that makes me so very.. very hot. It's just how it is, Jerry.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:48:50 AM)
Something my Daddy used to tell me when I was growing up... If it's itching bad enough, you just have to scratch it sometimes.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:50:24 AM)
Was your daddy also a charmer like you? *she moves her hand on his thigh, just a little bit, nearing the bend of his body where the seatbelt is wrapped across him*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:52:55 AM)
*glancing down, he sees her hand and smiles as he turns to his driveway* He's a 70 year old mudbug fisherman. *reaching over, he runs his hand along the back of her neck* Something on your mind, cher?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 2:56:26 AM)
Oh.. Somehow I just...can't imagine him at all. *she speaks her nonsense in her slightly drunken state* But if he was a fisherman, I guess that explains something. *she smiles softly, and tursn her head from side to side, feeling his palm on her neck and taking advantage of any support it gives*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 2:58:51 AM)
*rubbing her neck almost sensually, he watches her face* What does it explain? *his voice is soft, almost a whisper as he leans in to nip at her bottom lip again*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:02:59 AM)
*Tenses up, but onyl slightly, hen he leans over close enoguh to kiss her again. She avoids his lips for a moment, looking at his face, his mature features from up close, letting her eyes trail along the bare skin on his cheeks and jaw.* well...*she says carefully* ..atleast you know how to throw the bait..
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:03:41 AM)
Are you biting? *he asks with a smile* Or should I try again?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:06:33 AM)
I don't know, Jerry...*she brings her gaze into his eyes, and looks like she was trying to peer through them, to what may lay beneath.* ...I could eat you alive, don't you doubt that. But... it's just wrong, you know...
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:08:57 AM)
Why is it wrong? Because I'm in a relationship that only exists because getting a divorce would hurt our professional reputations?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:11:52 AM)
YES! *she opens her eyes wide now* I mean...you got some fucked up priorities. And you want to pass that thinking to me? Well..I am sorry, but I was born and grew up in an orthodox family, and think that marriage is a marriage. What is holy, if it isn't?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:15:19 AM)
And what book of the bible do you follow when it comes to marriage?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:16:27 AM)
*rolls her eyes up and then looks to him with the face that says 'Duh'* How about the third commantment? Or was it the second...I don't remember, just now.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:17:19 AM)
There's one commandment for us boh. Oen tha says 'don't cheat on your dife' and one that says 'don't desire someone else's man'
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:17:58 AM)
I can name off holy men in the bible that had multiple wives. The bible isn't big on the sanctity of marriage.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:18:33 AM)
*Stares at him bankly and repeats after him* ...multiple wives. *then she says nothing more, just stares*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:20:24 AM)
Then there were the men with a wife and concubines. Or the men who would go to war and marry their female prisoners.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:20:51 AM)
Or, the women that had to marry their rapists.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:20:57 AM)
You sure thas what you woudl want to go by?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:21:39 AM)
I'm saying that the bible isn't what you should go by. It's so ful of holes that it can't carry itself. I want you to go by what you feel.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:22:25 AM)
*frowns* And that's what I'm doing here. I mean...your wife can be alright with sharign my _I_ am not. Pull some humor out of that!
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:23:04 AM)
What's to share? We haven't slept in the same room for years. You wouldn't be sharing anything.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:25:00 AM)
*rubs her face with her hand, sighing heavily in defeat. Then she lays her hand back on her lap and looks down to it.* It's fucked up... that's what I will always say...
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:27:10 AM)
Tasha... *he takes her hand in his* I know how you feel. But if I was divorced, it would hurt my career. It would hurt her career.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:29:17 AM)
Fuck the career! *she snaps, grabbing his hand and squeezing it unnessessarily hard* Why is it such a humongously big deal?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:31:38 AM)
*wincing slightly, he looks at her with care in his eyes, along with the shadow of eternal sadness behind then* Because it's what I've worked my entire life to get. Without it, I can't help anyone. Without it, I probably wouldn't have met you.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:34:23 AM)
*eases the grip on his hand, and now rubs it, like trying to sooth it after the harsh treatment. She still keeps looking down, but has fallen silent, sulking qiuetly in her seat. Then she speks again softly.* You really like me, don't you? Or are you just...sweet talking? You shoudl tell me now if you are.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:35:49 AM)
I really like you. I wouldn't tell you that I grew up dirt poor... WOrked my ass off my entire life... Made it through Harvard on my own... *he looks at her* I told you the truth about me. I opened myself up... That should tell you that I do like you.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:37:06 AM)
*she turns her head, and looks out the window again* Are we there now?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:38:23 AM)
Yeah. *he says quietly* ::the house is a large 2 story home in the garden district::
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:40:05 AM)
*she looks at the building and the surrounding yard over slowly, taking her time to take in the view.* It's nice...*she says quietly with a sad tone to her voice*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:41:04 AM)
What's wrong?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:43:20 AM)
*huffs, and runs her fingers through her hair to lift it up from her face* Nothing I guess.. *she shugs, still with much melancholy to her.* I could...use that coffee, I suppose. And a bed...and maybe a shower... But can I trust you enough to keep it civil...for now?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:45:14 AM)
Of course. I'm a perfect gentleman when I have to be.
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:47:37 AM)
I know, Jerry. You'r *burp* a real knight... You wouldn't take advantage of a drunken little bitch like me. *she looks to him tiredly, and squeezes his hand yet again.* Really nice of you to bring me to your home and all...
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:48:39 AM)
I could. But then you would lose any respect you have for me. And that means more than anything. *unbuckling her seatbelt, he gets out of the car to help her to her feet*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:50:53 AM)
*supports herself on her own feet as much as she can, but most of her weight is on him. uckily she wasn't that heavy weight to begin with.* When's your wife gonna be back? *she murmurs quietly*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:51:39 AM)
Tuesday. *he says as he half carries her to the door*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:52:12 AM)
We should.*burp* set the alarm..for tuesday...
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:52:47 AM)
She usually calls before she comes home. *he looks at her* Are you insinuating something?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:53:39 AM)
*winches as her ability to understand words lessens* ..insinua...what?
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:54:14 AM)
Are you wanting to stay until she gets home?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:54:56 AM)
*lifts a hand up to rub her head beneath the thick hair* I guess...if you dont mind that is...
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 3:57:01 AM)
*opening the door, he turns on the lights and leads her to the kitchen* I don't mind at all. My bed's big enough for two if you really want to be comfortabe. *he says half teasing*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 3:59:01 AM)
That sounds.. nice. I was hoping...*she mumbles while he hauls her to the kitcen* ...since we are getting real close, and all. You have no idea, Jerry, how I have wanted to just...hug you..like that... you know...
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 4:00:11 AM)
*wrapping his arms around her again, he kisses her hair* Like this?
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 4:03:13 AM)
*leans against him, more or less limp, putting her head to his shoulder and just relaxing there.* mmhmm..*she hmms lightly, and breathes the smell of his cologne, comign out of the neck of his blouse.* ...it's so...my world is so hard to live in. It's all concrete...and here it's...it's like cashmir, in your arms...
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 4:05:40 AM)
*holding her closer, he leans his head down to look at her face, nuzzling her gently* I've been offering you this from the beginning... But you've been too stubborn to take it. *he cups her chin, lifting her head so he can look her in the eyes* Happy birthday sweetheart. *he smiles before kissing her tenderly again*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 4:09:35 AM)
*lets her eyes fll shut, and his lips take over hers, not giving much resistanse but laying her head in his hands and enjoying the warm tingle that the touh of his lips send through her drunken weak body. She parts her lips and gasps a little breath of air, then presses them against his to returns and share the smooth sensation.*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 4:10:47 AM)
*holding the kiss, he closes his eyes and lets his hands slide languidly down her body, along her sides at their own pace, savoring her curves until they come to a rest at her hips*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 4:15:05 AM)
*presses her hips tight against his without him having to do it with his hands. She lifts her arms up slowly and brings them aroudn his neck in a loop that she then tightens to a gentle embrace. A hand behind his neck holds his head gently down to the kiss, untill she simply has to break it to be able to breath. She drops her head back to hi shoulder, and takes a few deep breaths with her eyes shut.* mmh..you'r candy...*she whispers gently, sounding like she was about to drift to sleep.*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 4:17:33 AM)
*smiling, he scoops her up into his arms and carries her out of the kitchen and down the hall. taking her to the spare bedroom, he lays her down on the mattress and pulls the thich sheets back to get ready to tuck her into bed*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 4:19:50 AM)
*holds her arms aroudn his neck for the whole time she is carried, and barely has a glue of what is going on now. When they come to the room she opens her eyes nad looks aroudn briefly, thne sighs and closes them again, desiding to just surrender to the treatment.*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 4:21:27 AM)
*kissing her forehead, he starts to slowly and gently undress her. first with her shoes and socks, followed by her shirt* You need some sleep instead of coffee. *he says quietly to her*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 4:25:30 AM)
*turns her head from side to side, murmuring a little, but it is unclar wether it was a responce or not. She doesn't seem to mind that her boots come off, nor her shirt, even she woudl have a good chanse of stopping him when he pulls it over her head, if she wanted to. Under that shirt she wore a green bikini top with gator-scale print, even though she barely had any curves to flatter with it.*.
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 4:27:12 AM)
*next come the pants. leaving her in her underwear, he folds her clothes neatly, leaving the, on a chair by the bed. looking down at her, he smiles softly before he leans down to kiss her lips gently one last time before covering her with the blanket*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 4:28:49 AM)
*Appears to be asleep by the time he finished, laying in her bikini under the blanket and snoozing with hr mouth slightly open after the godnight kiss that she lkely missed..*
Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 4:31:11 AM)
*brushing a loose hair from her face, he walks out of the room, turning the light off behind him*
Tasha Ribakov (Jul 31, 2011 4:31:26 AM)
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Jerry White (Jul 31, 2011 4:31:42 AM)
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