<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=84310.msg3736302#msg3736302">Quote from: Christa McGinn on 07-10-2010, 05:16:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She was surprised when he lifted up his toga and slipped her hand beneath it to his bare thigh. She hadn't thought he would be that bold, but it was a pleasant surprise indeed. Smiling, she felt her heart race as he flicked his tongue against her ear and then touched her foot gently. The excitement of being around so many people and yet hidden beneath the table was almost too much for her, and she moved her hand up his thigh, slipping down between his legs...but never touching the most sensitive area.<br/><br/>"I wonder...what do you wear beneath a toga? Anything?"<br/><br/>She would find out for herself soon enough, but she wanted to see if he had an answer.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jack grinned at her and leaned in again, as cupped his hand to her ear.  "I am a traditionalist love.  Have you ever seen a statue of Apollo where he was wearing more than a fig leaf and a peaceful look."  He reach down and guided her hand upwards, gently, so that she could feel that there was indeed a felt fig leaf under his toga.  He released her hand again, and then slowly trailed the tips of his finger up the sides of her stockings, headed toward the hem of her dress.<br/><br/>He leaned in again, using his movement to slide his hand from the outside to the inside of her thigh.  "I suppose it would only be far if I could ask the same question of you."