[ He’s well-built. Midge expects an Englishman to be pale, and the scars make sense based on his line of work. She runs her hand down his bare chest. She has some questions, but those can wait. For all intents and purposes, he’s got her naked in his lap, and whatever he’s planning takes precedence to conversation. ]
Better.
[ Midge guides his head back down to hers so that she can kiss him again. ]
no subject
Better.
[ Midge guides his head back down to hers so that she can kiss him again. ]