Talk:March Hare/@comment-24026095-20170429221048

You are on a date with a dusky, brown beauty who happens to be a march hare. She is not just beautiful, she has a heart of gold and is willing to help almost anyone in need, as she demonstrates even on your dates.

After splitting a pizza for dinner and downing one bottle of wine, both of you take a taxi home. You fumble with your keys at the door, and feel the march hare's presence behind you. She gently takes them out of your hand, unlocks the door for you, and leans forward to peck your cheek goodnight.

She doesn't walk away, though. She's still holding your hand the way she has been ever since you met. Very gently. She's even caressing the back of your hand with her fingers, in that sweet gesture you recall from two weeks ago.

You lean forward and caress her cheek, your lips brushing her ear. &lsquo;Honey, I think you're really cute, and I'd like to know you more ... intimately. Want to come upstairs for a drink of hot chocolate?&rsquo;

Your date's eyes shimmer for a moment. She raises your hand to her mouth and leaves a tender, loving kiss on the back of your hand, and then moves closer, her body brushing against yours. There isn't a millimetre of space left between you from (her) breast to ankle, and even her forehead is touching your fringe.

&lsquo;Of course, dear,&rsquo; she says in that soft, sweet voice which has always been music to your ears. Something you couldn't go a day without hearing now that you've had one taste. Her nose meets yours as she curves her full lips into a pout, making kissing motions. &lsquo;I've always wanted you to ask that, I was worried you don't like mocha-coloured skin. But now that I know how much you want to eat me up, let's do it!&rsquo;

She takes both your hands in her own, her fingers interlocking with yours, and squeezes them affectionately, moving closer to you for a foreplay kiss.

What would you do?