<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jack Williams<br/><strong>When:</strong>June 13th, late evening<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br/><strong>Warning: </strong>None<br/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth was never one to be carried about or to let her knee get in the way of whatever she wanted to do. Of course, the small limp that remained in her steps had ruined her modelling career because she preferred catwalks to photoshoots. He’d get a free pass this time, and she allowed him to pick her up. She placed her arms around his neck and leaned her body towards his, so that holding her there would be made easier for him.<br/><br/>She was quite glad that the chemistry between them allowed for this kind of encounter. She would not have been upset if he decided that he wasn’t attracted to her, but she would have been a little disappointed.  Feeling the bed under her made Liz relax. Being carried required a bit of trust and given that she had known Jack for a short time, half of which he spent in the shower alone, the trust wasn’t quite there yet, but it was getting there. She returned the kiss, pulling her down to her until she caught that he was pulling back to speak.<br/><br/>“Right. I won’t be the only one, I assure you. With her button and zipper undone, Liz lifted her hips to pull the shorts down a little. She wanted to give him an easier time, but he could pick up where she stopped and pull the jeans all the way done. She would also cooperate if he decided that panties were an unwanted extra too. She placed a hand on the back of his head, following his movements as he was moving down. Her hand wasn’t meant to be controlling, but rather communicating her acceptance of where he was heading and what he was doing.<br/></div>