Without warning, Terry reaches out and grabs the woman, bringing her body back up against his. He places his chin on her shoulder, whispering to her. "Ya know, I'd prefer a different kind of flower in my room...a lovely rose, one with creamy white skin and gorgeous breasts. You wouldn't happen to know of a place where I could find something like that, now would you?"<br/><br/>His hands are placed on her stomach and her upper right arm, both in areas that could mean just friendship, or could mean something much more lustful. He was definitely aiming for the latter, but it was up to her to interpret things in her own way...