[ with the rag in hand, she begins to rub at his skin.
it's quite simple and too gentle for anything, as if she's still measuring out her own strength. a thoughtful expression follows the streal of suds left behind each stroke, and angela only looks upon his chest. ]
I can perspire, however, it is not the same as what you experience. [ a beat. ] In other words, I do not smell as you do.
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it's quite simple and too gentle for anything, as if she's still measuring out her own strength. a thoughtful expression follows the streal of suds left behind each stroke, and angela only looks upon his chest. ]
I can perspire, however, it is not the same as what you experience. [ a beat. ] In other words, I do not smell as you do.