Stacey reaches for your hand that has the dampened oil on it, and she holds it lovingly, and things begin happening that neither of you had expected. She of course knows nothing of the power of the oil that still remains, and she grasps your hand before you have a chance to tell her, and the room begins to feel very different. Stacey closes her eyes, and puts her head on your shoulder, and just stands there, holding your magically oiled hand. A light scent of lilac potpourri begins to float on the air, and the windows grow to a stately height of eight feet, with sheer curtains hanging at them furl and unfurl in the languid breeze that seems to have begun to blow.
You didn't realize it at first, but all this had begun happening when she held your hand, as a response to Stacey's romantic thoughts, and you were now privy to how being with you makes her feel.
Stacey raises her mouth to kiss you, and it feels like it never has before. She is totally open and vulnerable to you, and would do anything for you in these magical moments.
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