Screw The Continuity!

Alternate Ending To 'And On The Seventh Day'

Part Three:

After a while she crawls on top of me, one of her hands resting on my chest.

I tremble.

I can't help myself.

She must have felt that, for she pauses a second.

Then she straddles me.

We're merely centimeters away from each other.

Her hands play down my chest and across my hips, before she begins stroking me gently.