"Oh, but that's half the fun, getting wound up," insists Faye, who leans forward to press her lips briefly against Owen's cheek before reaching back behind to grab his ass. Because, why not? Not that Faye knows all of the etiquette behind a place like this one, but she's pretty sure that the no hands below the equator rule wouldn't fly.
Besides. He's got a nice ass. Figures.
Getting down to business, Faye spins both of them briefly around, grinning up a storm as she pulls Owen close and gets a look over in the direction he mentioned. Tugging sharply on the belt loops of his pants, Faye nods almost imperceptibly.
"That's her, all right. So, I assume what you do is go on over there," she says, glancing at Owen again and wrapping her hand briefly around the back of his neck with a coy look. "Is go over and be your very best submissive self. You'll take this."
She reaches up for one of her earrings, tugging it off before sliding it neatly into his pocket. "It has a button on the side. Press it, and I'll come storming into the room. Unless you think we need to be more subtle with our approach?"
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Besides. He's got a nice ass. Figures.
Getting down to business, Faye spins both of them briefly around, grinning up a storm as she pulls Owen close and gets a look over in the direction he mentioned. Tugging sharply on the belt loops of his pants, Faye nods almost imperceptibly.
"That's her, all right. So, I assume what you do is go on over there," she says, glancing at Owen again and wrapping her hand briefly around the back of his neck with a coy look. "Is go over and be your very best submissive self. You'll take this."
She reaches up for one of her earrings, tugging it off before sliding it neatly into his pocket. "It has a button on the side. Press it, and I'll come storming into the room. Unless you think we need to be more subtle with our approach?"