A shiver ran down her body at the mixed sensations of the sound of Poe's Spanish and her nail trailing along Prissy's skin. She inhaled the spiced perfume that was her current lover's natural scent as she continued to toy with her hair. "Mmm. You of all people should know I like pain." She nipped the woman's bared shoulder for effect. Prissy also enjoyed inflicting pain, thought not quite to the extent that Poe did.
"I was thinking about some kind of design for my wrist." She held up her right hand for Poe's inspection. "Maybe the saying 'What goes around comes around' in a curly type of font around it like a bracelet. What do you think?"