She looks at me hungrily, bless her, and then lets her trousers drop while apparently considering my suggestion.

Oh, she's been learning a lot from me, but some things are purely Sarah.

At her need for me to be in less clothing, I sit up and shrug my top off my shoulders. It slides down my arms, silky thing that it is, and I toss it toward one of the comfy chairs we have in the room.

I leer at her and she stands there, looking tasty, in just her knickers.

"Better, leman?"