Liz looked at the nice bruised bit of flesh on the upper part of her breast and grinned wickedly, an idea forming in her head.  She watched Pavel as he slid off of her, giving a bit of a pout.  "I don't want to be responsible.  Can't we just tell them that we're sick?  Stay up here in each other's arms and forget the worlds exists for a little while?"<br/><br/>When he moved off of the bed, she gasped loudly when he placed a kiss to her womanhood, feeling that delicious tightening happening once again in her loins.  Liz gave him a frown, knowing very well that he would know he was winding her up once more.  Not that it took much, and he knew that.  Scooting toward him, she placed her hand in his and scooted the rest of the way off of the bed.  Evidence of their recent lovemaking dripped slowly down her thighs and she grinned at Pavel, knowing he could read her thoughts.  "I suppose I should find something suitable to wear yes?"