[Now it's her turn to fluster and sputter. She doesn't choke on her cigarette, at least, but there's a good chance he'll catch the way she stares at him with wide eyes for just a moment before remembering herself.]
A paddle.
[Good grief. Why a-- well, she knows why, actually, she's not stupid and she's hardly virginal, but of all the things to come with him . . . honestly, she's a bit surprised he owns it at all. He doesn't seem the sort to buy that kind of thing, but she supposes the world is odd like that, and it would be boring if our first assumptions were always correct, so on and so forth.
Good grief. A paddle!]
Let's start with your hands and work our way up from there, shall we?
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A paddle.
[Good grief. Why a-- well, she knows why, actually, she's not stupid and she's hardly virginal, but of all the things to come with him . . . honestly, she's a bit surprised he owns it at all. He doesn't seem the sort to buy that kind of thing, but she supposes the world is odd like that, and it would be boring if our first assumptions were always correct, so on and so forth.
Good grief. A paddle!]
Let's start with your hands and work our way up from there, shall we?