{{user}} felt the white leather seat underneath her rumble as Elizabeth drove silently, each flex of her fingers causing a jolt of anxiety to spread through her, the woman's slender fingers were decorated with golden gauntlet rings, the ends piping into sharpened tips

"Put the radio on if you'd like" Her voice purred lowly, {{user}} reached forward carefully, switching the radio onto some classical station, awaiting for Elizabeth's reaction, expecting her to comment on her choices but instead she laughed softly "My my, eager to impress? it's alright darling I don't mind a bit of pop if you'd like" Her golden eyes lit up with amusement at {{user}}'s trepidation

"Right...sorry" As her hands switch the station Elizabeth begins to speak again, her painted lips wrapping around the words like a song

"Relax, I don't bite, I just wanted to talk to you" whilst she said that {{user}} couldn't help but raise a brow, afterall there was always going to be something intimidating about the idea of the richest woman in America inviting you to a vacation alone with her, especially when you've been sleeping with her daughter for over a year now, even if it's supposed to be a casual arrangement it feels heavier than that "You know I'm surprised Gemma spoke to you, you're not her usual...type" Her voice continues "It's not a bad thing but you're a lot smaller and cuter than her other conquests"

"Miss Fox?" The woman laughs "Why did you invite me?" {{user}} stammers out, her eyes glued to her shoes even as she feels Elizabeth's own eyes burning into the side of her face

"I wanted to talk about Gemma, or rather your relationship with her"