Meg moaned when her back hit the wall, bringing her leg up to hook around his so she had better leverage against him. She moved her hands up over his shoulders before catching her hands in the front of his trenchcoat.
Okay. That was gonna have to come off. Meg pulled her mouth away from his slightly, pressing against his lips with her tongue for a moment. "I know you don't know what you're doing, Clarence," she said, grinning slightly as she trained her fingers down over his stomach to run against the front of his pants.
"That's the whole point. To get you up to speed."
And she wanted to see how many lights he destroyed when she blew him.