Christine rides again

4

"Alright.. Just need to add the final touch.." Hope was mumbling as she opened a jewelry box that had a gold scorpion on top of the lid. Inside laid jewelry in all shapes, colors and gemstones. She rummaged through it, finding a pearl necklace made from Akoya cultured pearls, imported from China and gold button stud earrings.

She then spotted a flash of red and picked it up, revealing a beautiful corsage made with a bright red sweetheart rose with chamomile flowers and artificial leaves as she carefully slid it onto her creamy wrist, feeling it like a wedding band to symbolize her and Christine's bond... She then took a look into the floor-length mirror, examining her appearance.

Hope was clad in a simple yet slinky jade green sleeveless gown that had silver sparkle woven into the fabric, creamy white heels with bows on the toe of the shoe; and the jewelry and corsage she had just put on. Her platinum blonde hair which had grown past her shoulders was put up into an intricate bun with a black rose pinned into it. her face which used to wear little- to no makeup had a dusting of lavender on the lids of her large pale emerald-hued eyes with dark mascara framing the lashes and lips rouged into a shade of ruby.

Tonight was her and Christine's date night because they had made plans to catch The Nightmare on Elm Street at the local drive-in theater. Since Hope had more than enough money due to her job as a part-time ballroom dancer, she had been able to arrange it.

She grabbed her purse which was a black '58 clutch with gold clasps and decorated with simple beading, putting the tube of lipstick and a mirror inside along with a coin purse that matched the deep red velvet lining inside of the bag. Hope then exited the room, her heels clicking as she did so. "I don't got time to help you in the shop, dad! I'm meeting Christine!" She called out to her father, Jason. Her father was quite a looker.. even when he was currently in his 40s. He had medium-length black hair, pale skin and the same pale emerald gaze as his young teenage daughter. He worked in a mechanic's shop hence the knowledge he had blessed her with.

"Alright, honey! Have fun and be careful on the road!" He responded to his daughter as she just smiled. She knew her father meant well and supported her choices of lovers.. For she was a little bit of a Mechanophiliac. She never craved any man or woman, since she wasn't picky since she much preferred cars that could satisfy her. She had always known that she was never interested in humans and had asked her father what was wrong with her when he had told her about that paraphilia and the symptoms associated with it. For that, she was very grateful to him for explaining what it was and that it was okay for her to feel that way.

Hope reached Christine who was parked in front of the house and smiled. "Hey, beautiful.. you ready for tonight?" She asked, watching as Christine opened her passenger's side door and she went in, buckling herself in. She then felt her pulling out of her posistion and driving away from the house as it got smaller and smaller. As they were driving on the road, the Plymouth Fury's radio kicked on, playing 'Pledging My Love' by Johnny Ace, one of Hope's favorite singers.

She smiled softly. The music created a perfect romantic moment as they were driving to the theater. Once they reached their destination, Christine drove around, finding a good spot which would let Hope and her have a good view of the movie that would be playing. It was dark for a little while until the screen turned on and the movie began playing. Hope let out a small laugh, to her and Christine, it wasn't even that scary like others had told her to be!

As the movie played on, Hope could feel something like a hand rest on her knee, slowly sliding up to her thigh and her inner thigh, all the way up to her.. Hope closed her legs, squirming a little at the sensual touches as she lightly panted. Oh fuck.. I feel soaked.. She thought, feeling heat pooling down into her core. The movie ended and Hope could feel herself craving Christine in more ways than one. Christine, sensing the girl's hormones spiking up, automatically knew what she was desiring.

She pulled out of the parking lot and drove to a certain destination that she never thought would be used again.. Darnell's garage. It had become abandoned after everything that had transpired many years ago. She reached the garage and literally went into her former stall: Stall 17. Hope bit her lip as the doors locked and the windows darkened. that was the human version that she had been dreaming over made her way over to the blonde dancer.

"You look even more sexy than in my dreams that always leave me craving you.." Hope moaned out, a dark blush appearing on her face which just caused Christine to smirk and speak to her in her mind. Let me take care of you, my little dancer... I know you want me~ She said, her ruby eyes meeting the lust filled pale emerald ones of the smaller female under her as she felt her heart go into her eyes and bit her lipstick painted lips. It was obvious what Hope's answer was to such an offer by the Plymouth Fury.

"....Please be gentle, Christine.. It's my first time ever screwing someone on the first date.." She said with a flustered undertone of voice as she reached behind her and removed her dress, heels and jewelry, leaving her in a ruby and raven lace Maidenform set. Christine's smirk grew wider as she then kissed her, the small teenager under her kissing back.

Oh, I fully intend to be gentle with you, my love~