Anne's smile is gentle. "Barring forced weddings, when was the last time you dressed like a woman, or better yet - a silly, happy, sexy girl?  Her hand slides up Gwenevire's side, staying clear of her breasts, though with enough light pressure that she'll probably notice a bra or other under-layers of clothes, instead sliding behind Gwenevire's arm and onto her shoulder - almost like a sliding light massage touch.  Then her hand lightly wraps around the side of Gwenvire's neck just under the ear, a warm soft touch.  The movement brought Anne a hair closer, her left hip lightly touching Gwenevire's alongside where their hands are lightly clasped.