When April began to stammer, Simon interpreted it as self-doubt that was haunting her and he knew just the cure.  "Someone as beautiful as you should never hide that light under a basket."  Simon put his hands on April's waist and slid down, running his heated hands down her bare legs to untie her shoes and strip off her socks before pitching them behind him to bounce against the door before coming to rest.  Then he and his teasing fingers ascended again.<br/><br/>As Simon's hands reached her waist again, they continued upwards and shucked off April's sweater and tossed them onto the pile behind him.  Now all April was wearing was the delicate blue baby doll as she stood before him.  "See?  Doesn't it feel better to be naked before the world?  Free of your burdens?"  Simon stepped behind April and massaged her shoulders.  "Relax, April.  You're so tense.  Let Simon guide you down the paths of pleasure."