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He slid his shoes off and started to undo the buttons of his shirt, all the time admiring the wisps of Elizabeth's blonde hair shimmering in the moonlight. He pulled his trousers, socks and boxers off, and slid in-between the cool covers naked. He set his alarm for the morning and bent over to kiss Elizabeth goodnight on the forehead. As was there little tradition at the same time he reached under to pinch her bum as an affectionate good night touch. He kissed her forehead, noticing that it was much warmer than usual, and that she was still breathing slightly heavier than normal. He wondered what she was dreaming about as his hand reached under for her bum. He reached out but instead of feeling the usual cotton of her bed shorts he felt something much softer, almost silk like. James didn't think Elizabeth had any silk pyjamas and she always said how much they made her itch. His fingertips lightly touching the seam and he traced it downwards following the line of a semicircle which.

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