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*see Ana? She is wearing the blue version of Kerli's black dress in this music video. She also has a little blue hat*

... this is not funny, Luke.

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At least you've got these silly shorts to keep some modesty. [ tugs gently on the hem of them ]

*eyes close* ... ten bucks say even those don't come off. Which will make this a living hell.

Seems like that's this place's main objective. [ pats her knee gently and stands up ]

If I have to take a piss before this comes off, I am going to be annoyed.

[ smiles faintly, shaking his head ] I can't really say much to the alternative, but I should like to think the place isn't that bad.

I hope so. *looks at him, smiling wryly*

[ slips his hands into his pockets and stares off at nothing for a while, then glances at her smile and raises an eyebrow ] ...What's that look for?

Kinda figures, doesn't it. All you can do is just look, even if you wanted to touch.

... [ his face falls a little ] I must be driving you nuts with all this.

A little. I'm... *closes her eyes* just a little... fuck, Luke, you could fuck me without making me feel like a slut.

That's not-- [ just goes quiet, frowning at his feet ] ...

And I completely understand why you don't want to now, but...

... Luke, I love you. I've been assaulted too, and I know how it feels after.

And how long did it take me to get over it? About seven years, between the first time I was molested and when I met you.

... [ folds to sit down near her, but not close enough to touch her ]

... are you going to the shrink?

Saw him once. Wound up folded in a corner of his office with his cat. Didn't get much of anywhere. [ which to him, says he's hopeless and didn't really help at all. XD ]

... *smiles* You actually went.

[ laughs humorlessly ] What the hell else was I supposed to do? You said it'd help. Maybe it will, eventually. His cat, at the very least.

You actually went. Damn, Luke. That's one damn good start.

[ turns to look at her, sort of warily disbelieving ] ...How is that a good start? I sat in his office and nearly broke down crying with his cat in my lap.

Admitting you have a problem and wanting to fix it.

... [ dares to scoot closer, hesitantly leaning his head on her knee ]