He knew he was the rabbit in a snare the moment she showed enough leg so he could witness her absently-not-absently tug at the garter holding up her stockings as if to adjust the bands when they plainly needed no adjustment, then looked into his eyes and asked with a crooked smirk, “Well… What do you think we should do tonight?”
© Michael Raven
Sometimes adjustments need to be made. Sometimes skin needs attended to.
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Either way, I suspect it was one for the win column in his book.
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Probably for both of them 😉
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