"I know, right?" she returned, just as wryly. "God, it almost seems funny, now. I mean, he didn't even do it on purpose..." She gave her head a shake, as if denying that she'd just admitted that. "Whatever."
She pushed herself up on the table, looking down at her legs for a minute before using a fingertip to indicate where it occasionally hurt. "Here--" A line about halfway down thigh. "--and here." Another, this one higher, nearly at the place where her leg joined her hip. There was a flash of bright pink underwear peeking out from where she'd pushed her gown up to show him.
"Psychological?" she repeated. "Am I going nuts...?"
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Date: 2009-08-28 04:26 am (UTC)She pushed herself up on the table, looking down at her legs for a minute before using a fingertip to indicate where it occasionally hurt. "Here--" A line about halfway down thigh. "--and here." Another, this one higher, nearly at the place where her leg joined her hip. There was a flash of bright pink underwear peeking out from where she'd pushed her gown up to show him.
"Psychological?" she repeated. "Am I going nuts...?"