Re: Beau + Scarlett + open
The problem with her dress, Scarlett realized, was that she couldn't throw herself at any of the gorgeous men present that she so enjoyed fucking. It was, perhaps, one of her favorite things, to launch herself at a tall, broad man and wrap her legs around his hips. But, she supposed, since the dress fit the theme and was tantalizingly see-through, she could forgive its impedance.
"Careful, Dimples, or everyone will know what sort of gift you'd rather give him," she quipped pointedly, though quiet enough that only he would hear her. She hadn't actually told him yet that she knew he was in the queer family, but it seemed as good a time as any.