[ is that... french? naomi's not so sure but there's something about the sound of it that makes her think it might be and-- wow, if raleigh speaks french that is... kind of... really hot.
dammit.
she wanders over to the bed and fishes her bra up by the strap before sitting down, a smile playing on her face when she hears him exclaim triumphantly. ] You're such a dork. [ she grins and slips the thing on, straps up on her shoulders, adjusts the underwire beneath her breasts and reaches behind to get the clasps right ( she'd do it another way, but her boyfriend is in the room and she's got enough vanity to want to try to make the whole process look pretty for him okok )
--except it is harder than it looks and she can't seem to get the damn thing to take. ]
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dammit.
she wanders over to the bed and fishes her bra up by the strap before sitting down, a smile playing on her face when she hears him exclaim triumphantly. ] You're such a dork. [ she grins and slips the thing on, straps up on her shoulders, adjusts the underwire beneath her breasts and reaches behind to get the clasps right ( she'd do it another way, but her boyfriend is in the room and she's got enough vanity to want to try to make the whole process look pretty for him okok )
--except it is harder than it looks and she can't seem to get the damn thing to take. ]