Making a low noise in the back of her throat, Alanna pulled back and stared at Delia. She reached out and traced Delia's collar bone, her finger barely brushing the soft skin. After studying Delia's eyes for several moments, Alanna slowly pulled her undershirt over her head and shivered in the cool breeze. Surprised by her own boldness, she was suddenly very thankful for the special corset she wore.

Frowning, she studied Delia's dress. It occurred to her that she had no idea what to do with women's clothing. She snorted, pulling Delia closer for another kiss.

"Show me more."