"I think you look absolutely fuckably perfect," Imogen grinned and, of course, took a few photos of her attempts to cover herself. "Besides, these are just for me. I have something else in mind for Christmas cards."

It is very hard to tell how serious Imogen is about this. She could be joking... or not. She has done some... interesting photo christmas cards before.

"We'll find out whenever we do this?" Imogen leaned in with a kiss to Alicia's wrist. "Not that it really matters, fuck differently fuck the same, I just want to film you surrounded by hunky guys enjoying every inch of you." Imogen's grin was a little more wicked than usual... but she was playing. Ish.