"Is that a euphemism? Do you have something a little risque in mind, perhaps?"
The itch in question takes another jab and you flinch in response.
Throwing yourself stomach down on the floor, you beg Lorna:
"I know it's not too orthodox a request, but it would really make me feel good. What d'you say?" and point invitingly to the small of your back.
Lorna looks you over carefully.
"Well, I can't say I've ever done this before, but when it comes to flesh games, I'll try anything once."