She was surprised when they turned around. Especially as what she said wasn't at all a thing she wanted to say near the church grounds. She walked slower and tried to keep from going there but ended up walking on anyways. He had nodded yes and stopped just in front of the church. She looked everywhere around them and nibbled on the sweater again before pushing herself up on her toes. Standing within his ear range, she whispered. "Do you want to fuck me?" She asked before falling back down on the balls of her feet. Her cheeks redder than he ever would have seen them before.<br/><br/>She asked for many reasons. One, to see if she could better assess his motives. Two, to see if he really thought her that attractive. Lastly as, if he did, she would have to put more thought into him. As, if she was going to do what her father had always believed her to be doing secretly... she wanted to find someone who wasn't going to abandon her.<br/><br/>She looked to the door of the church then to him quite innocently for having said what she did. She wouldn't have phrased it any other way, as the word she used was the most common reference she knew because of her father.