“That’s awfully kind of you to offer your lap like that,” the smile undeniable as she finds her way closer to the other woman, their lap just being that irresistible. As if she could deny a request from a beautiful woman? Faye Brookes was never that strong, biting her lip as she perched herself in her lap. “Oh yeah, this is much better than my seat all the way over there. Nice and comfortable. How can I thank you?” Oh, she could think of a lot of things, but… She didn’t want to get ahead of herself. And partly because she wouldn’t mind the other telling her exactly what to do. She didn’t much like being bossed around unless clothes were coming off. Which, if she played her cards right, would definitely be the case. “I’m Faye, by the way, in case you feel inclined to call it out for...” She gave a shrug, a light, smug smile on her face. “Whatever reason?”