What must he think of her, so much for being the sophisticated model she'd just made it glaringly obvious she wasn't all that confident.  She was inches from pealing herself away from him and scurrying off to hide in the bathroom when he hugged her and apologised for laughing.<br/><br/><em>Performance anxiety?</em>What did he have to be anxious about, he was a pro.  A host of butterflies ran through her bloodstream as his hand stroked over her bottom.  Hmm, looked like she might recover quicker than she thought she would.  Her blood was already starting to heat up with need at the tiny little caresses.<br/><br/>When he tilted his head to look at her she gave him an awkward and shy smile.  A couple tricks?  Was that a couple other positions to try or some toys?  She trembled just thinking about such things.  That was why she was here wasn't it to explore new things, find her inner wild child.  She giggled silently to herself,<em>yeah right</em>!  Her inner wild child had died of mortification as soon as she opened her mouth.