An hour? Yeah, that's fine. Use...actually, use my credit account this time. Thanks, man. Seeya.
[And so, without faltering in the slightest, Boxer hangs up. His gentle grasp around her neck pulls her back into his chest, and he breathes down her neck.]
You're a very bad girl, Nariko. You were trying to get me to speak up while I was on the phone, weren't you? Naughty. All I was trying to do was make you your own pork dumplings...
[But he's not going to hold her neck while he says this, though. He'll hold her against him with an arm around her chest, just below her breasts.]
But how am I going to punish you? Or, perhaps, you can find some way to make it up to me.
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[And so, without faltering in the slightest, Boxer hangs up. His gentle grasp around her neck pulls her back into his chest, and he breathes down her neck.]
You're a very bad girl, Nariko. You were trying to get me to speak up while I was on the phone, weren't you? Naughty. All I was trying to do was make you your own pork dumplings...
[But he's not going to hold her neck while he says this, though. He'll hold her against him with an arm around her chest, just below her breasts.]
But how am I going to punish you? Or, perhaps, you can find some way to make it up to me.