Can do, Doctor, came to her mind, but she figured he didn't want her to say anything. She didn't even turn, instead choosing to take off the remnants of her shirt and bra and let them drop to the floor. After a moment, she reached down and undid her jeans, wriggling out of the tight denim and letting it pool around her ankles. She kicked them to the side after a moment, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she stepped out of her ballet flats.
She stepped forward, closer to him, and smiled up at him. Had she been in her heels, she would have been able to stare right into those crazy eyes, but she wasn't and so she had to look up. After a moment, she brought her fingers--so small and fragile!--up to the scratch on her torso and let it smear the bits of blood across her breasts. Hopefully that would be pleasing to him, just that sight.
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Date: 2009-06-15 03:46 pm (UTC)She stepped forward, closer to him, and smiled up at him. Had she been in her heels, she would have been able to stare right into those crazy eyes, but she wasn't and so she had to look up. After a moment, she brought her fingers--so small and fragile!--up to the scratch on her torso and let it smear the bits of blood across her breasts. Hopefully that would be pleasing to him, just that sight.