[ Well, there's no point in trying to sensually remove his clothing if she's not watching. He unbuttons his trousers without fanfare, slipping out of them and his underwear with only some difficulty considering their sodden quality. The rest of his clothing joins his shirt on the riverbank, sopping wet and collecting bits of grass and dirt. He'll have to do laundry now, but it's worth it to curry further favor with their resident goody two-shoes.
And what a goody two-shoes she is, turning away to preserve his modesty — or is it hers? Stealthily, he approaches, whispering in her ear, ] I'm afraid you're going to have to look eventually.
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And what a goody two-shoes she is, turning away to preserve his modesty — or is it hers? Stealthily, he approaches, whispering in her ear, ] I'm afraid you're going to have to look eventually.