"Oh, ye of little faith," Faye scoffs, snorting when Dean places his chin close enough to her breasts that all she needs is a slight shuffle down on the mattress to give him access. Which she offers— maybe it's a generous mood. "Considering my age, I'm pretty flexible."
Her gaze skirts over the ceiling in thought. "Or if we could find a smaller, freshwater pool somewhere. I have a few ideas as to what we could do with one of those."
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Date: 2012-03-31 05:02 am (UTC)Her gaze skirts over the ceiling in thought. "Or if we could find a smaller, freshwater pool somewhere. I have a few ideas as to what we could do with one of those."