"Another world..." Mia muttered before slumping down and resting her weight entirely on my lap.
As so it just happened that she ended up mounting me the moment we sat down, now I got to enjoy her fully defenseless state.
"Can you tell me more?" Mia asked in a fleeting, trembling voice, "more about that world of yours?"
Mia's question right now wasn't inquisitive. She didn't want to find inconsistencies in my story to prove to me I was lying or anything.
At least, according to my judgment, she simply wanted to know more about me.
And the fact that the topic became my original world of mine was the only reason why she asked about it in the first place.