When he resumes undressing her, she's happy to go along with it, though she remains mindful to pay attention for any signs of discomfort from him. So much of this feels strange but still so right, and she doesn't want to get carried away with that and forget he may not have the same sense of things she does.

"That's good," she says cheerfully, stretching her arms out at her sides so he can undress her more easily. "Because you're not allowed to do anything else to me until I say so."