“We need to fix this,” she said, her voice unsteady in his register. No stockings or weird shit, though.”

He chuckled softly, a polite warmth in his tone. Her short, dark hair plastered to her forehead, brown eyes wild with exertion, flat chest heaving as she swiped sweat with a shaky hand.

Ken stepped closer,Virginity brushing her hair back with a gentle touch, his voice warm and soft. His voice softened, warm again, gentle as he brushed her hair back with a light touch.