Valla laughed at Tommy's discomfort; she was in too good of a mood to be put off now. "You could never hurt me, Tommy," she said, gripping his biceps for a moment as he held her, then pushing away from him.<br/><br/>Valla let herself fall back into the water, the falls cascading down on her. For a moment Tommy had a wonderful view of her ample chest, falling water dancing around her before she disappeared below the surface, and came back up twenty feet away. She faced Tommy with a grin, then pointed a finger at him. He could see her lips move, like she was whispering something. Tommy then felt a finger trace across the side of his face. It was startling at first because there was no hand there, just the sensation of touch. Valla was grinning at him as she moved her hand, and as she did Tommy could feel the caress slide down his jawline to his neck.<br/><br/>The touch was delicate and soft, tracing a line down to his shoulder then back up to his neck. Gently, then, the invisible fingertip touched his lips, touching so slightly Tommy could barely feel it. Valla grinned at him mischeviously the whole time.