http://olyabird.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] olyabird.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] notabricklayer 2010-10-28 04:33 am (UTC)

She looks down, hiding a grin that might have actually shown teeth. After a moment, she stands and slips her camisole off over her head. The trousers follow, and a moment later, she crosses to stand in front of him, completely at ease in her skin.

"Here?"

She points down at the pad in front of the fire.

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