"Oh nothing," Karla lied airly. "You just seemed tense. I thought a massage might be in order." She moved forward again, trailing her fingers up Leda's arm. "As a way to thank you for taking such diligent care of my brother."
Mother Night. It was hard to keep one's voice husky and suggestive when one was trying hard not to giggle.
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Date: 2009-06-15 01:05 am (UTC)Mother Night. It was hard to keep one's voice husky and suggestive when one was trying hard not to giggle.