"These walls aren't all that thick," Alyssa said, purchasing the channel. "If he walks close by, or asks one of the girls next door..." She turned the volume up. Way up.
Dropping the remote on her bed, Alyssa started to walk over towards the small dresser. Grace was almost as conscious about what and where she put things as Alyssa was, but out of a concern for keeping what she had nice and neat as opposed to any sort of real discipline. "I don't think that Matt would have come here just to talk, do you?"
There was a loose pair of pants balled up on the top drawer, and she pulled them out and started putting them, shoving aside any self-conciousness. Bad enough that her partner was probably well on his way to having her curves memorized, she didn't need to be having this meeting with him half-naked. The pants were loose, worn, and comfortable, and they sat too low on her hips, but they were better than panties.
That's something we'll have to talk about, the persistently honest voice in the back of her head spoke up. Just how far will we go with this to get the job done?
The 'knight' on the screen had just finished charging the castle and now he was in the process of 'rescuing' the woman he found there. Alyssa sighed and sat down on her still warm bed, smoothing the blankets out as she did.