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spinrightround (spinrightround) wrote in pandorarpg,

She touched a nearby knob and rhythmic music filled the room, but it wasn't very loud. The better to hear one-self speak.

"Now, you know the rules," she said playfully, stepping towards him with her hands on the sash of her robe. "You may not touch."

Again, she had that feeling of nerves, asking if she was really certain she wanted to do this. She argued with herself that she'd had no problem charging friends for a massage, and this shouldn't be that different. It's not like he knew that it was her, after all.

And, she only barely admitted to herself, he was quite charming when he wanted to be. And she still felt a little guilty for throwing him from his broom, and the things he'd said earlier. If she could make him feel better after all that, then who was she to tell him no?

After all, she felt she might enjoy it quite a bit herself. Perhaps too much.

She finally pulled apart the bow and allowed the satin to slide off her shoulders and onto the floor.