Martin just grins at her before letting his hand teasingly trail down her stomach. With a devious glint in his eye there's a sharp tug at the fabric and it unravels into ribbons. Not paying attention, he tosses them aside and they disappear as wisps of blue smoke as he admires her naked form.
"Good."
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