Fritzie leans closer, breathing softly where the collar of Herman's shirt meets his skin. The rest of her body is utterly still, coaxing Herman closer like one would a shy animal, letting him dictate everything, submitting her body for his delectation.

"I would very much like to make these dreams of yours come true." Her whisper is gentle but unfailingly lascivious all the same. Her mouth finds his ear. "All you need do is let yourself want it."