"Take off your shirt."

With Ashlyn finally feeling whole for the first time, maybe you don't need to be so coy with what you like. You're always doing incredible things with Cassidy, you owe it to Ashlyn to share your wilder side with her.

"Take off your shirt," you order Ashlyn.

"Oh. All right," she says, instantly complying by pulling her t-shirt up and over her head. "What's this got to do with anything?"

"You'll see," you say, giving a coy smile and drinking in Ashlyn's torso. She has a flat stomach and a simple white bralette, very at odds with the rest of her more edgy look. "Take off the bra too."

Where before Ashlyn might have delayed, or shut down, at the prospect of showing you her chest, now she just takes off her bra right away, and lets it join her shirt on the ground.

Your girlfriend blinks down at her bare torso, her nipples swollen and hard as diamonds.

"How are you doing?" you ask.

Ashlyn, topless, shakes her head and smiles up at you, hands going to her hips. "Great. I feel so comfortable. I don't know what it is, but I just feel so safe, so free. Like nothing can touch me unless I want it to."

You grin. "Then take off your pants."

Your girlfriend's eyebrows go up in curiosity. "Why?"

"Maybe I just want to see your beautiful legs," you tease.

Ashlyn senses you're up to something, but decides to play along. She shimmies out of her lounge pants and kicks them aside, leaving her standing before you in just a simple pair of white cotton panties.

"What do I do now?" asks Ash, confused by her new feelings and thus turning to you for answers.