Chapter 3: Rising Action
There, she paused for a moment to glance back at her companion, taking note of the way the light caught upon the gentle curve of her breast before dipping down into the inviting valley below. It was almost too much to bear - the mere sight of Marjorie was enough to send her heart racing like a runaway train.
As soon as they were inside the room, Eleanor closed the door quietly behind them, casting the space into near darkness save for the faint glow cast by the streetlight filtering in through the window.