Challenge Word: Tender

Rules: 100 words

Players: Onyx Moonbeam, Enkidu07, Mad Server, NC Girl, Nana56 and IheartSam7

Can you play?: Why yes you can! Just let us know.

They aren't mine. I could probably get an Impala, but a Sam and Dean are harder to find. I know, I look.

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Dean ran his hand lightly down her body.

He opened the door and slid in, stroked the wheel, pet the dash.

"C'mon baby. Sam'll say sorry," Dean turned to glare out the door at his brother. "Say sorry, Sam."

"Dean, it stalled. This isn't a national emergency."

Dean leaned close, whispered, "Don't listen. He's an idiot. Can't drive worth shit. This isn't your fault."

"Oh my God Dean," Sam rolled his eyes, crossed to get into the passenger seat as Dean turned the key.

"See Dude, just be tender and she'll purr like a kitten."

"Right Dude, I'll be tender."