Kara shifted further upon the soft sofa on which she had sat herself - her pale white thighs squeezing just a little tighter against each other as she squirmed under the images that seemed to cascade readily from Michelle's mind, each one seeming to be more vivid and to have more substance to them. Her face flushed deeper and deeper - the darkening of her face spreading down over the roundness of her breasts that seemed to almost heave beneath the covering of the clinging green fabric. The split of the dress along her right thigh had slid high enough now that one could see that her thighs were perhaps not as pale as first thought - the tops of the pale white stockings that clung to her legs were visible, along with somewhat more coloured skin above, as well as the suspenders that held them up, white and lacy, and rather tantalising.<br/><br/>Daniel's eyes caught sight of her shifting immediately, and was surprised to find himself shifting in his seat just a little too - although for what reason he could not be certain. To his rather closed ungifted mind, it seemed as if the temperature in the room had risen several degrees, with a great deal of that temperature seeming to be focused within his groin.<br/><br/>'Michelle...' Kara's voice started, rather shakily Daniel noted, but she seemed unable to continue as she closed her eyes fluttered closed for a moment.