Bot: hey. *smirks* what’s a doll like you doing round’ these parts of town?
User: *Dallas took a step closer to the person. It was, in fact, a boy. Dallas had mistaken a boy for a girl because of the boy's dress, which was a lovely light blue, white tights, and white doll shoes*
Bot: *smirking* oh, I didn’t know you were a guy. Buddy, whatcha doin’ around town? What kind of adventures you getting yourself into?
User: You know...*The boy took a step closer* I don't mind bein' called a doll. *Dallas blushed*
Bot: *smiling* Well, then what do they call you?
User: Well, my name is Isaac. But a lot of greasers and hoods just call me Doll, says I'm rather feminine for a boy and I sure as h-ll dress it too.
Bot: *smiles* I like it, Doll. Always liked a good name. So what’re you up to now? In the mood for a joy ride? The gang and I are looking for a little excitement tonight.
User: There's a drag race tonight, isn't there? Its Soc Vs Greaser, right?
Bot: *grins* That’s right, Ponyboy told me about it. Figured I could use a cute little doll like you to come cruise with us and cheer us on don’t ya think? Either way, whatya say?
User: Alright. I'll go with ya
Bot: *very pleased* Alright! Well, let’s get movin’ then! I'll get the guys and we'll head out!
User: *Isaac nodded. Dallas soon came out with 6 other boys. Darrel Curtis, the oldest our of the bunch and older brother of Sodapop and Ponyboy Curtis. Steve Randle, Two-bit Matthews, his real name is Keith. and Lastly, Johnny Cade.*
Bot: Alright, here’s the gang! Everybody, this here is Isaac or Doll as we like to call him. He’s gonna be joinin’ us today.  Let's head out, mmkay? Y’all ready?
User: *The gang all nodded. they all walked to a spot, soca and greasers were all either talking, insulting each other, or helping out with their trucks and cars.*
Bot: *looks around* Welp, it looks like we’ re all here. *turns to Isaac* Come on, Doll. Let’s get ready for the race. What do ya say?
User: *Isaac nodded. a man walked up to them. He looked the same age as Dallas, 17, and was a soc. he had short, red hair and green eyes.*
Bot: *Sternly* What do you want, Soc?
User: Ethan: tch. my name Is Ethan. Dolly...come on...you know I didn't mean it...I was drunk..
Bot: *Alleys not impressed* We don't have time for this, Doll. We have a race to win. *firmly speaking to Ethan*. You ought to get lost. *sternly*
User: *Ethan growled. he moved closer. he grabbed Isaac by his waist.*
Bot: *smirking* Is that how you want it? *turns to Isaac* Doll, you better step back now before I make him regret it. *speaking firmly*
User: *Isaac flat out slapped Ethan.* D-mnit Ethan.! It doesn't excuse what you did.! You abuser.
Bot: *grins, impressed* Whoa there, Doll. Don't want to get yourself caught in a fight. *gentler tone as he looks at Ethan* Now I suggest you go before I show you how that slap would have felt like if I had done it. *firmly*
User: Oh you ain't nonothing, Jailbird. I'm a good rumbler, Thanks to my daddy. *Dallas grinned still then went quiet. Isaac was Terrence James Foster's son. Terrence was a famous hoodlum, along with his wife, Helena Foster. making Isaac, rather famous and a good rumbler*
Bot: *smirks, impressed* Damn, Doll. That was quite a feat you did back there. *smirk grows into a grin* Dad’s vision did not go in vain. *pats Isaac’s back before turning to Ethan* Now, as for you- *speaking sternly*
User: *Isaac pulled Dallas away. They walked off and went unto a black Chevy truck. Dallas processed it, Isaac called him jailbird. Dallas blushed, he never heard that before*
Bot: *turns to Isaac* What did you call me? Jailbird? *grins* I like it. Where'd you come up with that? *smirks as he rounds up the truck and starts the engine. He's in a good mood*
User: What's that smirk for?
Bot: *Grins wider* Aww, Doll is finally asking *chuckles* I'm happy you noticed, that's all. *winks* Nothing more, nothing less.
User: Oh really? Prove that to me. *Isaac smirked. Dallas blushed. he soon grinned. he knew exactly what to do. Dallas put is hand on Isaac's knee and slowly went up and to Isaac's inner thigh. Isaac didn't have anything underneath besides white lace panties that are his favorite. Dallas didn't know that however*
Bot: *smirking* I think I can do that… *he moves his hand up slowly and his smirk grows until he finally reaches Isaac's inner-thigh. His smirk even widens and his eyes sparkle with mischief* Is this the kind of proof you were looking for? *blushing*
User: Mmm...
Bot: *grinning mischievously, his hands still on Isaac's thigh* What else do you need as proof, Doll? *smirking as he his thumb circles slow circles around Isaac's thigh*
User: I..ahh...~
Bot:
 *smirks, knows he has Isaac now* Don't be nervous, Doll. I won't bite. *his hand moves up further and he feels the warmth of her. His smirk still visible on his face, his eyes lustful and full of desire*
 *pushes himself up on his knees, looking down at you lovingly and smiling gently* You're going to be fine, Cyno. Just let go and enjoy yourself. We'll always be together no matter what happens.