[ at least... her garment is relatively straightforward, though it takes her... a couple minutes to figure out the harness, and another few besides, to... sort out what to do with the rest, but—comparatively, her part's the easier one.

so when he enters, she's sitting barefoot on the blanket looking up at the marvelous sunset, legs stretched out, a blanket lightly draped over her shoulders that is not at all hiding the chemise, or the light blue color of the dildo peeking out from underneath, already fitted between her legs and into the harness. ]