She looks stunning, as per usual. He moves silently from shadow to shadow, waiting for her to wander from the herd, so to speak. He resists the urge to let his mind brush up against hers, although he's sure she knows she's being watched.
He still manages to come up behind her. He didn't touch her, although his lips come close to brushing her ear. "A little short for the fifties, don't you think?"
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Re: yes ma'am
Date: 2014-04-07 07:37 pm (UTC)He still manages to come up behind her. He didn't touch her, although his lips come close to brushing her ear. "A little short for the fifties, don't you think?"