You notice her shiny black high-heeled pointy vintage pumps as she makes it kicking hard and pumping on the pedals. Despite the darkness you can see them well. They glitter and sparkle with every movement and every pedal kick very intense. Almost as similar as daylight would fall on it. She notices your intense eyes and smiles at you slightly embarrassed. She realizes that she likes you. "When are you going to get your car back?" she asks in a low, shy voice. "Well ... I'm going to have to call the garage tomorrow, who knows what's broken now," you reply. Your gaze does not stray. You watch... Show more