Undressing myself had no fun in it, now I had undressed her.
I step in then close the curtain as she eases her jeans past her underwear. If Echo kisses me, touches me, shit, looks at me the right way, I’ll lose my fucking mind.
The reason I want you to put a shirt on is, well, because, um... You've never seen a guy with his shirt off? Ha, ha. Very funny. Believe me, you don't have anything I haven't seen before. Wanna bet? h...
Thomas! What are you doing! and I gestured, I thought this was Nothing, covering myself with one of my daybooks ,and she said, It's Something!
You're not fooling anyone by taking your clothes off when you go to bed.