[It is not the very worst kiss she's ever had — that dubious honor belongs to a middle-aged man in a pub when she was 16 who had more or less slobbered on her before she stomped on his foot. In stiletto-heeled boots, natch. But it is awkward and not all that enjoyable, and it reminds her somewhat of secondary school fumblings. Endearing, perhaps, but not sexy.
He definitely needs a lesson or two and she's relieved when he pulls away first because that means she doesn't have to come up with a tactful way to suggest it. The laugh his throwaway comment about stripping produces is really more of a quiet snort.]
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He definitely needs a lesson or two and she's relieved when he pulls away first because that means she doesn't have to come up with a tactful way to suggest it. The laugh his throwaway comment about stripping produces is really more of a quiet snort.]
Stripping.
[She sounds a touch incredulous.]
You'll have to show me your moves.