[Meth was just fine with helping Tyler get her top off. She straightened up and with an impatient move, grasped the shirt he was already lifting, and stripped it off.
His shirt was next. Meth grabbed the hem of his top and started tugging it up. Her eyes moved down, taking in the skin she was exposing there with obvious curiosity. Would there be scars? Healing cuts? Bruises?]
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[Meth was just fine with helping Tyler get her top off. She straightened up and with an impatient move, grasped the shirt he was already lifting, and stripped it off.
His shirt was next. Meth grabbed the hem of his top and started tugging it up. Her eyes moved down, taking in the skin she was exposing there with obvious curiosity. Would there be scars? Healing cuts? Bruises?]
Sit up.