Christine's mind was wandering, Spock could feel it in her thumbs, in her fingertips as Christine pressed them against the side of her face. Her mouth was occupied, or else she would have warned Christine to avoid what she was doing. She nearly dropped the band as the shock of information slipped across her mind. The comparison was uncanny and, if she would admit it, a bit offensive. It was not surprising, but...disappointing.

As Spock drew down Christine's other nylon, she gently pulled herself from the range of the human's hands. She cleared her mind as she removed Christine's shoes, and rolled the thin leg-coverings off the woman's feet. She set them aside, as she had the rest of her clothing, and returned her attentions to Christine.

"All hindrances have been sufficiently removed," Spock informed her evenly and leaned forward to press a kiss against the tendonous span between Christine's bellybutton and her pubic bone.