[ It's an innocuous little greeting she fires him very shortly after she's hung up with him on the network. She hadn't been able to resist visiting his post given the truth as they know it behind his bed and mattress' untimely end. Hadn't wanted to like she doesn't very well want to restrain herself now, cheeks tinged slightly with a fresh recollection of certain events as she punches the keys on her device. That had been fun. This could be, too, if he's up to using a little imagination. ]
I was just thinking, that shirt looks so tight on you. You should take it off, or perhaps you need some convincing? My fingers at the edge, slipping beneath the fabric, touching, moving up your toned stomach and chest.
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[ It's an innocuous little greeting she fires him very shortly after she's hung up with him on the network. She hadn't been able to resist visiting his post given the truth as they know it behind his bed and mattress' untimely end. Hadn't wanted to like she doesn't very well want to restrain herself now, cheeks tinged slightly with a fresh recollection of certain events as she punches the keys on her device. That had been fun. This could be, too, if he's up to using a little imagination. ]
I was just thinking, that shirt looks so tight on you. You should take it off, or perhaps you need some convincing? My fingers at the edge, slipping beneath the fabric, touching, moving up your toned stomach and chest.
[ Wait for it. ]
They're cold, you know.