"Works." She nods, then she spots his lips and drops a hand down, poking his lip. "Soooft." She giggles again, wrapping her arms around his neck. Something occurs to her then as she sits there, leaning against him, faces inches apart. "Sam? How come Bradley's not as nice as you?"
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Date: 2011-11-14 03:50 am (UTC)