Jason looks at her. Chuckling a bit. And then wonders what crossed her mind. THen shrugs it off. He looks at her. "Give me directions?" he echoes confusedly. He walks over to the passenger side. Pulls her out in his arms. And walks around to the driver's side. Then sets her down. Kissing her neck line a bit more. Nibbling it a bit. Then shuts the driver door carefully. Walking over to the passenger side and slides in. "Your car. Your house. You drive." he says. "At least that is the way in America. Men and women can drive. So I am more than willing to have you drive the care." he says softly. Grinning at her. "Driving I love yet I love seeing a woman behind the wheel. They just looks so damn sexy somehow."

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Komoaki genuinely giggled for the first time in a good long while. She'd always played the same sort of women when involved with her clientel; the mysterious, artful seductress. This sort of behavior was almost her first instinct. So, to have a man be so playful and forward brought out a lighter and more comfertable side of her she didn't often get to air out.

She started the car with her slender fingers pinching the key and, despite herself, revved the engine a little. She let a sly grin float accross the car toward the passanger side and took off like a bolt. Being mindful of others on the road, and at the same time speeding in and out of line with them. She liked to cruise every now and again to clear her head, but something told her she needed to drive faser than cruising speed tonight.

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