[Building up the courage to speak again was proving difficult. Her frame was shaking as if she was out in the snow despite being so warm throughout. It was a strange sensation that was impossible for her to rid herself of when Sniper suggested they go somewhere to be alone. If they went to a private place it was quite likely she would be receiving more than a couple kisses from the man in front of her.

As she reopened her eyes, she could do nothing but nod in agreement. Why couldn't she suggest something? Why could she not communicate about sexual ideas with anything but hand gestures? Certainly she must of seemed too childish for this.

Annoyed at herself for being such a coward when it came to her feelings, Pyro kicked at the couch before bowing her head. He had been here only two months or so and she was lusting for him like a teenager full of hormones. She didn't even know his name... he didn't know hers either. Could you have sex without saying someone's name? That's not how it went in the movies she saw...

If she was going to do this, she wanted him to know her name.]

Momo. My name is Momo.