Trish leaned in and kissed her on the lips, hoping that the programming Liz had done would help her out.
Sally broke the kiss and blinked, a slight blush on her face told Trish she was in luck. “Yeah, I guess that’s okay.”
Trish smiled and wiped some hair away from Sally’s face, “Then let’s take this out to the living room, I want to be comfortable.”
Sally didn’t question why, she just nodded and walked Trish out towards the front room. When they reached the center Trish tried to squat down, but Sally still had her hand tightly held, “Um Sally, can I have my hand back please?”
