<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;">Liz finished the last of her beer just as he accepted her offer under condition of returning the favor. She had to admit that feeling his hands all over her were just as attractive an idea than it was to be able to touch him so. She very gently let the bottle to the floor so that she could free her hand and touch him. He was comfortable to her, and she hoped that her weight was not making him uncomfortable. He didn’t seem to be built weak, but she knew that even though neither was she, a pressure on the wrong leg would get her uncomfortable really quick and painfully so. He didn’t seem to mind though, so Liz had no intention to move off his lap unless he said or did something.<br/><br/>When he placed his hand on her leg and followed it to where it lost its name, Liz had the reassurance that he really did not mind having her there. She was quite amused, but also appalled, but the ‘Riches’ ‘ way of life. “If I had someone in my life, I wouldn’t be here and I wouldn’t tolerate that he be with someone else. I’ve been there before and it’s rather… unpleasant.” She said though she wouldn’t expand on the topic, having no wish whatsoever to spill her guts about a long forgotten ex to a stranger who seemed to be rather promising.<br/><br/>“Some couple do it to spice up things. In fact, I think Vicky said something about a married couple being here this weekend.” She added. Seeing his head lower towards hers, Liz didn’t make any move to avoid it. She wondered if he was one of those married ones. She couldn’t recall seeing a ring at his finger but considering where he was, he could very well have removed it. She’d have to ask him later, once her mouth wouldn’t be so divinely busy. <br/><br/>As he teased her breast through her shirt, two things became quickly obvious. The first was that she wore no bra underneath and the second was that her nipples were quite prompt to become hard, with very little encouragement, Her second arm joined the first around his neck, freeing the way for his hand to roam as he pleased. She was far more cooperative than the first time, her hand climbing up into his short hair, she cradled his head very lightly, her lips parting further to allow for a deeper kiss.<br/></div>