Carjacked

She sighed happily and fell back onto the grass, looking up at the stars.

"Geez, it's nice out here. I need to come here more often."
 
He leans back on his elbows next to her, taking a drink of beer. "It is very beautiful here, a nice quite place when one needs to think or reflect."
 
Celia sat back up and finished off her can.

"Wow. I drank too much. I don't think I should drive!! What am I going to do? My friends will be worried about me!"
 
"You have a cell phone? Call them and tell them you drank all the beer. And you're going to sleep in Lincoln Park with a stranger you met today." He laughed at his own comment, the alcohol clearly getting to him now.
 
Celia laughed.

"Sleep in the park? It would be too cold!" She was starting to feel the effects of the alchohol herself, and laughed loudly.

"But wait! I have a couple big blankets!" She stood and stumbled back to her car, opening the trunk to extract two large blankets. Slamming the lid she ran back and fell to the ground.

"Look! Now we can sleep here in the park!" She laughed again and threw a blanket over her head.
 
Mark laughed loudly, and offered Celia another beer. Cracking one open himself.

"Thatsagoodlookforyou. You should model on the runways of Mil,..mila....oh what's that city in Italy?"

He laughed taking a drink of his beer, and lighting a cigarette, trying to blow the smoke downwind of Celia, he remembered she didn't like it.
 
Celia smiled, watching Mark attempt to keep his smoke away from her.

"It's Milan!...Or is it Milano?" She giggled and took the beer, cracking it open carefully.
 
"Yeah that's it, Milan!"

Mark gets up and starts dancing around in circles singing... "Milan, Milan, Milano, Milan... Milano.... Hey like that girl from "Who's the Boss?" that was a good show."
 
Celia laughed, lifting her can of beer to her lips and swallowing down the entire contents.

"Hey, look there's a pond here!" She stood quickly, stumbling more than she would have expected and ran to the edge. "Don't peek!" She quickly shed her top and her skirt, and stood for a moment in a light green bra and matching thong before running into the water and diving under the surface.
 
Mark made a great show of covering his eyes, kinda, as Celia stripped down to her bra and panties. Wow, she had a magnificient body, then he watched as she went into the pond.

"Okay now you don't peek," he said, as he pulled off his T-Shirt, kicked off his shoes and socks, and dropped his pants, not wanting to get his boxers wet he took those off too. Then he ran into the pond, making big splashes with his hands.
 
Celia giggled as Mark followed her into the water. Her head breached the surface and she smiled at him.

"I didn't say you could come in!"
 
"Le sigh, I suppose I'll just stroll on back to the shore." Mark hung his head and slowly turned around, heading for the shoreline.
 
Celia giggled.

"Fine! You're allowed in!" She splashed some water at him before disappearing under the surface.
 
Mark dipped his head below the surface looking for Celia.... ah there she was, back to him. He makes a quick surge through the water, when he gets to her he unleashes a tickle attack on her side, and then takes off the other direction.
 
Celia shrieked when she was suddenly tickled, and raced to the surface for air.

"You ass, you could have killed me!" She spoke between giggles and splashed more water at Mark before jumping onto his back.
 
"Ooof." Mark was taken by surprise as Celia jumped on his back, her legs wrapped around his stomach. He put his hands behind him, so that her ass sat on them, helping to support her.

"I wouldn't have let you drown, I've been certified by the Red Cross in CPR, I would've saved you. I promise."
 
"I don't know.." she rested her head on his shoulder. "I still think you were going to let me drown. Lifeguard or no lifeguard." With that, she yanked her body backwards, splashing down into the water, dragging Mark with her.
 
"Whoa..." Mark suddenly felt himself being pulled backwards beneath the water. He spun around under the surface, and saw Celia with a small impish grin on her face. He reached for her grabbing her around the waist and pushed up out of the water. Once upove the water he threw her back in, her scream of surprise rising all around them. He was laughing as she came back up.
 
Celia giggled as she came back to the surface. she smoothed her hair back, squeezing the water from it and looked at Mark, shaking her head. She stuck her tongue out at him and splashed more water.
 
She stuck his tongue out at him, he couldn't believe it. "You get one warning, stick you tongue out at me again, and I'm gonna kiss you, like you aint never been kissed before." He smiled and splashed her back. "Then what would you do?"
 
Celia feigned suprise.

"What? I need warnings for sticking my tongue out? Who do you think you are?" She laughed and dove under water, opening her eyes to see the murky shapes of his legs. A grin crossed her face and she stuck her tongue out at his legs.
 
My my my if this woman didn't like to have her head underwater. He laughed he saw her facing his legs, but couldn't quite tell what she was doing. So he waited for her to come back up, knowing her she was probably sticking her tongue out at his legs.
 
Celia broke the surface and crossed her arms over her chest, a smirk on her face. Mark was looking at her with a grin.

"What?"
 
He lunged at her and wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her close to him. Then he leaned in and kissed her, his tongue slowly parting her lips, when he finally broke the kiss he looked at her. "I just decided that you might have been sticking your tongue out at me anyway, so I went through with my threat."
 
Celia squealed as Mark came towards her, she felt his warm hands on her waist. She closed her eyes as his lips hit hers, and she found herself kissing him back. He broke the kiss and spoke to her, she stood slightly shocked, swaying with her alchohol-filled limbs, and felt suddenly weak. Her brain was swimming inside her head, and she felt unbalanced. Reaching forward, Celia wrapped her arms around Mark's shoulders and leaned her weight onto him, her shivering flesh goosebumpy from the chilly water.
 
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