His fingertips tarried on the thin silk covering her breasts, a soft pressing that meandered its way down her body. A slightly curious look as he spoke in a voice barely audible over the wind's whining, child-like cry.
"You cannot think of a reason, can you? Why don't you just try a little taste? If it is not to your liking then say so, and I will stop. Just try..."
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Date: 2006-11-06 10:27 pm (UTC)"You cannot think of a reason, can you? Why don't you just try a little taste? If it is not to your liking then say so, and I will stop. Just try..."