Elsa had a dazed, vacant expression on her face. It was as though I had f****d the brains out of her, although part of the credit for that had to go to Yvonne, too. Her behaviour had really surprised me today. She had been charmingly shy in the beginning, but much like Elsa, she had opened up and had become much more daring. Not just in bed—the two of them no longer looked to me for each and every decision like they had done in those first few days after the plane crash. Perhaps this was what they usually were like. It certainly was the case for Elsa, at least. She was back to being her bossy self. I grinned, remembering how she had demanded that I get to it and f**k her already.
Speaking of her bossy self… I looked down to find that she was still kissing Yvonne. That was a surprise, too.
