Throwing her head back, she started to let out a victory cry, before then looking down at the screen.
This was getting interesting.
I was still totally slippery.
More than once I half-wondered whether Rachel's stunning beauty, both physically and intellectually, might have caused even greater stress on him when he realised who he was.
The next set showed him opening his shirt.
So I said, "Thanks for your help.
Give it to me.
I was surprised and had to think of an answer.
Rachel's talking quickened now, as if she was trying to get something out before she lost the confidence to do so.