<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/daSQ0jT.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rhonda Bouchard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006713#msg15006713)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Montreal, Quebec, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 July, 2019 - Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedroom<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As shown<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Logan<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rhonda, as best as she could considering the circumstances, watched and felt Logan as he moved about underneath the sheets. His eyes were lost in the dark of the bedroom but she could still see the curl of his smirk on his face. There was an odd pleasure in knowing that was her doing.<br/><br/>He questioned her reneging on the idea of the pillow barrier, teasingly, she thought, before bringing her in for a cuddle. Despite the move being the furthest thing from hilarious, Rhonda couldn't help but giggle happily at the change in position. There was warmth in the moment that went beyond just them laying together so closely. It felt nice. Did it feel right? Did this moment feel like it was one of pure, unbridled love? Maybe in due time. She wasn't going to ruin it by asking him about it. That'd be a weak move, anyway!<br/><br/>Logan suggested that it stick to a cuddle and kissed her on the forehead. She resisted the urge to tilt her head upwards and find his lips again. It was a bit late for that kind of game of Marco Polo, however, and Rhonda contented herself with the idea of a cuddle. Almost. A few minutes into their cuddle, she turned her back to him in an attempt to fit a little better into her Logan-nook. Knowingly, her rear brushed against him, in particular that bulge that seemed to only just be contained by his Calvin Klein underwear. With little else following, Rhonda breathed out quietly through her nose in a stealthy sigh, finally closing her eyes to head off to Dreamland.<br/><br/>Hopefully it was a peaceful night there and not one filled with a near naked Logan prancing about. Or maybe that would be fun? Rhonda didn't think about it for too long.<br/><br/><hr/><div align="center"><em>End.</em></div>