Date: 2013-10-13 03:33 am (UTC)
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All her movements feel slow, even though she's moving at a normal pace, and she laughs in delight at his suggestion.

"Of course! You'll hang it up nicely for me, won't you?" She stretches long legs down to the floor and pushes away from the sill, floating over to him on tiptoe and presenting her back.

Long blonde hair falls in thick, heavy waves to her waist, obscuring the line of buttons holding her dress closed.

"Can you get my buttons, though? I don't want to touch them - I can feel them on my spine."
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