"Ah, your first mistake," Will joked with a wink. "Maybe you will just have to keep your shirt on, and anyone who complains can go fuck themselves." He ran his fingers over the edges of the whip scars that curved around her sides. "Anyway, telling a white lie in self-preservation isn't a bad thing. If you have to explain the truth after you get to know them- anyone who got angry about that doesn't deserve you. I think, if it were me in that position, I would be pretty understanding of why you might not choose to tell the truth to a relative stranger." As he spoke, his hand stroked up her side and to her breast, stroking over the outside of her bra.