"Ahhh, that sounds promising." Freyr leaned into Ariadne, stroking her knee as he kissed her. What a fine time to be making love to a beautiful woman, in the afternoon sun on a sofa clinging to the face of a cliff. It really made one feel quite alive. He wanted to see her naked and glowing in a sunbeam. "Did you answer my question from earlier?" he asked, pushing his hand up under her skirt to find her hip and the line of elastic from her panties. "About exhibition?"