She crosses her legs, poring all of her attention into it. She's not used to wearing skirts this short. Or necklines this low. The corsetted waist of her dress shows off her, ah, assets far more than anything else she wears, and it distracts her for a minute.
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"Is it makin' you nervous not knowin'?"
She crosses her legs, poring all of her attention into it. She's not used to wearing skirts this short. Or necklines this low. The corsetted waist of her dress shows off her, ah, assets far more than anything else she wears, and it distracts her for a minute.
Why is Tommy so goddamn tall, anyway?
"Well, he told me 'bout how y'are on the job."