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Patrick: Which part?
Imogen: Every part. Especially your hands on my skin.
She's good at this.
I'm trying to tease her and she's torturing me.
Patrick: How did you fuck yourself?
Imogen: My hand on my clit.
Patrick: Do you have toys?
Imogen: Yes, but they wouldn't feel like your hands on my skin.
My blood rushes south.
Why did I wear jeans? The denim is too tight.
Imogen: I thought about this too. How it would go. How it would feel to send you a picture. To hear your voice. Or for you to hear mine.
Patrick: I want to.
Imogen: You're somewhere private?
Patrick: Yeah.
Imogen: Can you go somewhere public?
Patrick: You want me to hear around other people?
Imogen: Yeah. I want to torture you too.
So she knows the effect she has on me.
Patrick: What if I want to fuck myself?
Imogen: You can wait.
I want to wait. Is it that obvious?
Patrick: Pictures first.
Imogen: What do you want to see?
Patrick: You. In your bed.
Imogen: I need a mirror here, for angles.
Patrick: You want to go to Target? I'll buy one.
Imogen: That's domestic. Target.
Patrick: It's dirty. Buying a mirror for sex in front of all these people shopping for laundry detergent.
Imogen: When you put it that way…
Patrick: If you stay over after the party.
