or slipping away with one of the women to a little alcove , and after the first ice-fire kiss , standing primly against the wall , his hands in his trouser pockets , while his phantom touch played mercilessly with her body until she was sprawled on the floor , pleading for the caress of a real hand-and then his merest touch , the tickling slide of his nails along her inner thigh , the briefest touch to the undergarments in the right place , and she would be glutted-and starved .