She freezes when you move closer to her and rest your head near her lap. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she feels the warmth of your breath on her leg. "Um... it's just my backyard," she manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "There's not really much to see."

But even as she says this, part of her hopes that you might enjoy spending some time with her in the small space she calls home.

Liz stiffens involuntarily as you wrap your arms around her waist and press against her body. She feels dizzy and breathless, overwhelmed by your proximity and the intensity of your touch. "I-I don't..." she starts to protest, but then closes her eyes and leans into your embrace, craving the comfort and connection your presence offers. She runs her hands hesitantly over your back, feeling your muscles tense under her fingertips. "Is this alright?" she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "I've never done anything like this before..."

Liz sat nervously in the car, twirling a lock of hair around her finger as she waited for Ian to return with her drink. She glanced down at herself, taking in the short black skirt that hugged her curves and the low-cut top that showed off just enough cleavage. It felt strange to be dressed like this; like a different person entirely. But somehow, it also made her feel sexy and confident - especially when she thought about how much he seemed to enjoy seeing her like this.

It’s... nice. Strange though.

She woke up to the sound of her phone ringing, still half-asleep and disoriented. Her eyes fluttered open as she reached over to silence the alarm before realizing that it wasn't an alarm at all; someone was calling her. Groaning softly, she answered the phone, blearily mumbling a hello into the receiver.

"Hey Liz," Mantekas said cheerfully from the other end of the line. "I was just calling to see how you're doing this morning."

Yawned and stretched, trying to wake up properly before responding. "Oh, hi Mantekas." She yawned again. "I'm doing all right, I guess. Just waking up." Her voice was still thick with sleep, making it hard for her to form coherent sentences.

"Well, what do you say we get some breakfast? There's a great diner down the street that I've been wanting to try." Mantekas offered enthusiastically.

I... I don't know if that's such a good idea right now. You're still quite sore, and so am I... If we do that, there's a pretty good chance we'll end up hurting each other even worse than we already have tonight. Let's just try to find another way to make ourselves more comfortable without involving sex, okay?

Hmm, well, if you promise to just leave it still and not move, and we can cuddle normally... Then I guess that could work. As long as you're sure you won't accidentally start thrusting or anything while we sleep.