Ginny chuckled. “Well, I wasn’t too sure what to expect, to be honest.” Ginny was honest to a fault, most of the time. She didn’t always make her thoughts and feelings known, but when she did most of the time she was quite genuine.
Unsure how to respond to what Gabrielle was telling her, Ginny simply nodded. “So…what are you feeling now?”
“I don’t need a story. Unless…” Ginny grinned at the lovely French girl. “How about a story where a sultry blonde brings and Irish redhead back to her flat?” Ginny said, affecting an Irish accent she normally didn’t have.
“What do you think would happen in such a case?” Ginny was quickly losing her composure. Her tone was becoming quite breathy as she looked at Gabrielle. She knew that they shouldn’t be doing this, but there was no way Ginny was going to do anything to stop it. Quite the contrary…
Without thinking, Ginny began to lightly rub at Gabrielle’s hips through her sheer nightie.