The Taxi sped off from
the parking lot of the Ringmore Suites. "Where ya going, Bub?" The driver called over the backseat, doing his very best not to look in the rear view mirror. Bobby managed to pull his head up long enough to gasp out the address. The driver got on with driving, and Bobby bent his head down again to Justin.
((OOC: Locked to Bobby and Justin. Quite possibly NSFW Yeah, um...Definitely not safe for work. *scratches head* Not safe for those ill-prepared for sweatyboy-sex either. Ratings apply. Here there be pr0n and graphic words. Be told.))