"That's exactly what I mean." Sara said in a low, dark and predatorial voice. She gave a predator's grin. "I may be." Sara shrugged with an aloof sense. "You'd never know."
Sara smirked. "I never said that." she corrected. She loved having her hair played with. And playing with Tracey's hair. Tracey...Sara shook those thoughts from her head. "Girl's hair is rather nice to play with, isn't it?" She said conspicuously. "Are you saying I don't look nice?" Sara asked, slightly offended. She knew she sometimes looked a bit ragged and her hair had a tendency to be a bit messy, but still...she know she looked quite good.
Chuckling, Sara answered, "Again, I'm not here to tell you answers, you want to play with the older girls, you have to figure things out for yourself..." Sara knew she was being rather difficult, but, if Ginny played along, it would all work out to be quite enjoyable.