Ginny grinned at his response. Maybe it was the alcohol she had been drinking (with nothing to soak it up. Where were the snacks, Terry?) or maybe it was her innate teasing nature, but she couldn't resist letting her tongue flick out against his ear. It was then that she realised his hand was on her stomach and her hand slid down Terry's chest to grab it before it could get to her boobs.
"Uh uh uh, not yet, Terry. You'll have to wait for that," she chided him playfully. "Maybe one day, if you're a very good boy, I'll let you play. But not today."