[ And she'll show up about ten minutes later, just as promised. She's only mad that she didn't have some kind of western themed outfit here for this booty call.
[ When he opens the door he's in a henley and jeans. His hat is sitting on the coffee table in the living room. He's not sure what he's expecting, but it's not that. He looks a little slack jawed at her outfit. Eyes starting from her legs and traveling up higher and higher. ]
Holy shit. [ She didn't need western theme to impress him. He lives western theme. This shit impresses him. ] Goddamn that's some skirt. Lord help me.
[ For a moment, her confidence falters but it's barely longer than the span of a breath. Then she's back to smirking because Kenzi is proud of her fashion sense.]
Oh, right, you don't see this kind of thing a lot, huh?
[ Bustiers ain't that hard to come by. You see a lot of fancy ladies in those. But she's wearing it in a way he never thought possible. He's not sure what to make of her outfit fashion wise, but that ain't how he's seeing it. He's just seeing the leather skirt and her legs. The high as hell boots. He ain't never seen boots like that. How she walks in those is beyond him. Shit. ]
No, ma'am. [ He opens the door wider for her to come in. ] You're a whole different kind of new for me.
[ Her smirk isn't going anywhere as she saunters into his place and she looks around before turning around to look at him.] Well, same for me. I've never... [ She does ππ motion. ] With someone from your... time? This place is weird.
[ That's a different gesture. He knows what it means. But he's mostly seen guys do it at poker games. He's smiling though when he sees Kenzi do it. She's got balls. There's no doubt about that.
Once she's in he shoves the door shut behind her and nods. ]
Then I guess I'm gonna have to show you that we're superior. In every damn way.
[ He slides past her to lead her into the living room. Where he scoops up his hat and turns to hand it to her. ]
[ She follows and when he offers it, she takes the hat and flips it around in her hands for a moment. Her smirk turns wicked.] Can I put it on now or do I have to get naked first?
Well, cause you showed up looking so damn pretty in that getup I think it'll be alright if you put it on right now. Think it'll make you look extra special.
[ Faraday moves to sit on his couch. Getting a good look at her like this. It's crazy what the lady folk around here wear these days. ]
[ She puts the hat on all delicate like, using only her finger tips like she's seen in more than a handful of westerns. Then she does finger guns at him--] So? What do you think?
[ Now that's just too damn cute. It's a little bit on her, but she wears it well. Especially with the get up she has on. He never imagined it'd look that damn good on a lady. ]
I think you look like the best damn cowboy there ever was. [ He gives her a wink in return for her finger guns. ]
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So will you. π
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[ YES. Time to fufill her Randy the Cowboy romance novel experience.]
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It'll be heaving alright. For all sorts of reasons.
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[ MAN SEMI-SEXTING IS AWESOME AND SHE IS GOOD AT IT.]
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What's say you hop on my face with the hat and give it a whirl?
[ But he does know how to talk. ]
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Where do you live?
how dare you kenzi
I'm on the right track now huh?
she's immature.
Busy now?
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[ And she'll show up about ten minutes later, just as promised. She's only mad that she didn't have some kind of western themed outfit here for this booty call.
Knock-knock? ]
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Holy shit. [ She didn't need western theme to impress him. He lives western theme. This shit impresses him. ] Goddamn that's some skirt. Lord help me.
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Oh, right, you don't see this kind of thing a lot, huh?
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No, ma'am. [ He opens the door wider for her to come in. ] You're a whole different kind of new for me.
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Once she's in he shoves the door shut behind her and nods. ]
Then I guess I'm gonna have to show you that we're superior. In every damn way.
[ He slides past her to lead her into the living room. Where he scoops up his hat and turns to hand it to her. ]
What you were promised.
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[ Faraday moves to sit on his couch. Getting a good look at her like this. It's crazy what the lady folk around here wear these days. ]
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I think you look like the best damn cowboy there ever was. [ He gives her a wink in return for her finger guns. ]
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Now are you going to make a sarsaparilla? [ And yes, she says that in a ridiculous Southern drawl.] I'll settle for a vodka or whiskey.
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