His face was flushed--the smile not quite there, though his joy was undiminished--as his breath hissed against her ear as he purred a soft reply. The thumb of his left hand pressed upward insistently on the bare skin of her stomach under blouse--starting below the hem of her skirt--rising to brush the cloth at the underside of her breast briefly.
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Date: 2007-06-24 12:06 am (UTC)"I love you."