[ she smiles at the praise, her face lighting up with it and the sight of him. anticipation bubbles up inside of her. she unwinds the towel from her body, quickly folding it to set aside. her hands rest in her knees as she gazes up at him.
caitlin loves doing this for him. being prepared and waiting for him. if she were to ever quit crimson, she could see herself spending her days like this. ]
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caitlin loves doing this for him. being prepared and waiting for him. if she were to ever quit crimson, she could see herself spending her days like this. ]