**Ginger’s Challenge**
“I think it sounds like fun, but are you sure?” Ginger asked.
“What, you don’t think you can pull it off?” Rufus teased. As his finger entwined itself in Ginger’s blond hair, his other arm wrapped around her and pulled her in closer, until they were touching at the hips. Ginger laughed and pushed him back playfully.
“I’m quite confident in my powers of persuasion.” She rebutted, but her voice betrayed a distinct lack of confidence. Rufus easily noticed this less-than-assertive inflection. He positioned himself on top of her, suspended a few inches over her body.
“I think you can handle it.” Rufus said, he then got up, and walked out of the bedroom. Ginger lay on the bed, and as she reflected over their conversation she was surprised to find herself flushed, almost to the point of arousal. She attempted to organize her thoughts, taking stock of a swirling mix of emotions.