<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=7101.msg244034#msg244034">Quote from: LordAnubis on 02-09-2006, 11:53:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">If fiona helped he'd have her look behind and underneath as he moved the bookcases, smiling and making excuses to bump into her or brush past her on the way to the next bookcase, just harmless flirting.  Besides, what fun was being a teenager if you didn't get to do those sort of things from time to time?<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Fiona sticks around, mumbling under her breath and glancing back at him every so often.  Occasionally she brushes against him in passing, and once or twice when he bumps into her, she presses back against him and wiggles her butt against his crotch...but for a surprising change she says very little.  She also seems horribly distracted.<br/><br/>"...maybe a secret panel somewhere?"