The time for conversation was over. With a practiced motion, Aurora loosened the tie at her waist and pulled the dress over her head. The sexy lingerie beneath was more for her than for him. After all, why wear it for a boy? By the time it was seen, it was never on long enough to be appreciated.
Things proceeded as they both hoped and expected, and sometime later, Aurora was happily curled up in Curt's arms. Their clothes were strewn about the truck, and Aurora was in no hurry to reclaim hers. She wasn't very modest at the best of times, and saw no reason to hurry in dressing on such a warm night when she felt so deliciously satisfied. Curt had been right. It had been worth the trip.
"Mmm," she said, head on his shoulder. "If I were I cat, I think I purr."