[Is she walking over to sit next to him? Yes, she is. Plopping down on his bed, she crosses her legs under her robe and betrays the glint of a red silk negligee underneath. She takes her hand and places it under his chin, stroking at his stubble and pushing him to meet her gaze.]
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[Is she walking over to sit next to him? Yes, she is. Plopping down on his bed, she crosses her legs under her robe and betrays the glint of a red silk negligee underneath. She takes her hand and places it under his chin, stroking at his stubble and pushing him to meet her gaze.]
We really need to get you laid, don't we?