"I like," Pavana murmured, smiling deeply, holding Hazy's stare fearlessly now. She had made her decision to accept, to enjoy, to feel, and the doubt that possessed her before was completely gone; she was a participant now, wholeheartedly.
"Oh, I want to touch you all over," Hazy breathed, her desire exacerbated by Pavana's transformation, a mad energy of lust invigorating her. Raising up from the floor, her hands pushing lighty down on Pavana's knees as she rose, she straightened up and stood tall, grinning with crafty endeavor. Going around behind Pavana and pausing there, she waited for a few teasing seconds, then slid her hands neatly up over her slender shoulders, the right one stealing inside the satin shirt between the first and second buttons, the left one below it easing in at an
