A Friendly Hand *closed for Vin26*

[MadMissJ]

Summer had come and gone. It had seemed so short to Jessica, there had been of course the regular sorts of things after coming home from Sunny California. She’d worked at a restaurant, waiting tables and earning tips, her manager said it wouldn’t be too hard on her, she was a pretty girl, tall and tan, with leanly muscled legs, high pert breasts and long red hair and a spray of freckles across her nose that she wished away every night.

And he’d been right, she’d definitely worked her ass off and had enough money to blow when she returned to school. Enough money that when her brother, Sam had told her that his best friend, very best friend Roger was going to be headed out to San Diego for a new job and needed someone to drive with him, Jessica had eagerly offered to help pay for gas if he’d take her too.

She’d known Roger since she was a kid, well, younger anyway. They were a few years older than Jessica herself, but since Sam had been responsible for her while their mother worked, so too was Roger. He was like an additional member of the family, another big brother.

So they were idling outside her house while she crammed her bags into the back, with his stuff. Her mother and Sam waving goodbye as she slid into his front seat of that very too sporty car with its top down. Jessica had almost decided to hop over the top, like people did in the movies, but feared the reaction she’d get from her driver.

The red head waited until they had pulled onto the freeway, before she truly got comfortable, stretching her legs out so that her feet rested where the windows would have been, letting the wind blow over her bare feet with pink nail polish, uncaring that it flipped and whipped her short skirt’s fabric in the breeze.

The girl reached over and pressed the power button on his radio, lulling her head to the side with a smile to stare at her friend, raising her hand to push against the shell of his ear and down his cheek with a laugh.

“Roger, you are going to love it out in San D. Maybe you’ll meet someone out there too…” Jess hinted with a knowing look, that dating prospects in southern California were amazing for the fun, fit and ready crowd.

 

[vin_26m]

Rajanikant was one of the few people in his college that had a job lined up before graduation. It only required him to move across the country to beautiful sunny San Diego. It wasn't Manhattan, but after going to high school in the city, he really didn't want to go back to commuting. And if all the girls in San Diego looked even half as good Jessica, he wouldn't feel a shortage of model-like eye candy.

One of the first movies he ever saw was at Sam's house - Who Framed Roger Rabbit. By the end of the movie, his new name was Roger and he had a thing for redheads like Jessica Rabbit, redheads like Jessica, his friend's baby sister.

Except she wasn't a baby anymore. In a flash, she turned from a shy tomboy to a charismatic beauty. She was like a sister to him, but she wasn't. He wanted her, but having her was out of the question.

Roger came from a rich family, and his present at graduation was the $100,000 electric sports car he and Jessica now sat in. The Tesla Roadster didn't need any gas, just an outlet to recharge its batteries. It moved as fast and handled as well as any other high performance car, but without the environmental footprint of using oil and gas. It was a sweet ride that turned heads, and the metallic green skin only made Jessica's red hair stand out more.

http://www.zemotoring.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/tesla_roadster_green.jpg

With his sunglasses on, he looked over at her tan thighs as the wind exposed them by blowing up her skirt. He thought he caught an edge of her panties too, as pink as her nail polish, but she didn't seem to know or care that he was checking her out.

He faced forward when she turned to him, acting sarcastically innocent. The radio turned on with the sound of horns stabbing notes into the air - bup-bup bup-bup, bup-bup bup-bup - followed by James Brown singing "Sex Machine."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GrFzB3CvU9M

Roger lip synched and danced in his seat, bobbing his head and lifting his shoulders to the beat. When she pushed his ear he paused, as if she hit his "off" button. The fingertip down his cheek sent chills up his spine, reactivating his act.

“Roger, you are going to love it out in San D. Maybe you’ll meet someone out there too…”

Mid-song, Roger shrugged, as if the thought was the furthest thing from his mind. Roger's dating life was always mysterious, but the fact was that he hadn't dated anyone for longer than a couple of months, and even then only sporadically. He always compared them to Jessica, and they never came close to being as great as her.

He had the road trip planned out, stopping at some major cities like Pittsburgh and St. Louis to catch some baseball games along the way. Still, it was going to be nice to spend 40-something hours in the car with one of his favorite people. Maybe there were new things for them to learn about each other.