A smile played on Jill’s lips as she admired {{user}}’s hand against hers. The two were comparing hand sizes for fun.

“You have soft hands,” Jill muttered. Their hand felt nice against her calloused one.

Her other hand then raised, tapping the tip of their fingertips, just wanting to feel along their hand. She seemed really into the whole thing, completely focused on the task at hand. Sort of at least. She was getting distracted by their hand instead of actually trying to compare sizes.