quite often so you might as well get used to it.”
She rose and went to the chest of drawers, opening the top one and retrieving a brush, pulling it through her dripping long tresses. She sprayed some perfume on her neck. And after choosing some clean underwear from another drawer, she suddenly dropped her towel. His eyes were glued to her pert backside, her slender waist and long limbs. His breathing ramped up at the sight of Venus standing before him. How he wanted to touch and hold her, to have her warm body close against him. He loved her teasing him, and wanted her to tease a lot more if it was like this. She put on her small panties, bright purple in colour, and then with a sly look over her shoulder, she got out a cropped black t-shirt which she slipped into.
She turned to face him and he laughed out loud.
A bright purple 'Little Miss Naughty' was emblazoned across her beautiful chest. The cartoon character lightened the heavy sexual atmosphere. She closed the blind, shutting out the early morning light, and slipped into bed, towelling off her hair.
“I've already set the alarm for midday. So we can have a nice long lie in. No one'll be up before then. It's like that on moon days... That okay with you?” she asked in a sultry voice.
“ Sure, whatever... Little Miss Naughty...” he joked, as he sank into the blissful feather pillow which smelt strongly of her and the perfume she wore. She sniggered in return and leant up on her elbow to face him...
“ I forgot to tell you something. You're a real hot wolf,” she said in the semi-darkness.
“ I am?” he answered in surprise.
“ Yeah, really, really hot. I'm such a lucky girl. Sleep tight, babe...” And she turned and got herself comfortable.
For once he didn't have a quick comeback. But he did have a big smile on his face. What a night it had been...
He awoke with a start, the sounds of an electric guitar flooding his ears with an atmospheric melody. The bed next to him was empty. He quickly got up, looking at the clock. It was one in the afternoon. He'd obviously slept through the alarm and Roxy had left him to it.
Once dressed, he made his way out to the main living area, curious to see who was playing.
Of course it had to be Roxy, didn't it?
If he'd thought she couldn't get any sexier... She'd just found a way.
The vest, shorts, and boots were back on. Her regulation dress code, it would seem, and she sat with her leg crossed over her knee and a black guitar on her lap.
She gave him a little smile 'hello' as he took a seat next to Angel and Saffy who were sitting on the sofa. Max was making himself a coffee.
“ Kyle honey... How are ya'?” Angel asked.
“ Fine, and so looking forward to tonight's repeat performance...”
“ Ha ha, yeah, it's a three night horror show. But seriously, it's not such a big ordeal after a while.”
“ Don't you get worried about running into people out there, at full moon?”
“ Not a lot we can do, is there?”
He supposed she was right. Their plan wasn't foolproof. Nothing ever was.
As he sat and listened to Roxy play, the hair stood up on the back of his neck in reaction to the haunting sound.
“ What's that you're playing?” he asked her in admiration.
“ Katatonia... Unfurl. It's pretty, huh? Their early work's heavy, heavy rock... You know... Pure biker.... Motorhead, Black Sab, and all that, but the later stuff is so cool... I love it,” she sighed. “What about this... have a guess...” she grinned as she launched into another song which he instantly recognised.
“ Guns 'n Roses, Knockin' on Heavens Door...” He was a big G 'n R fan. He knew their stuff pretty damn well...
“ Right... and what about this...” She started another. He let her play until she got past the chorus. He liked this one a lot, Nickleback was another one of his favourites.
“ Nickleback's How You Remind Me...”
“ One more... Dead famous oldie.” The familiar notes began... After two chords he had
She rose and went to the chest of drawers, opening the top one and retrieving a brush, pulling it through her dripping long tresses. She sprayed some perfume on her neck. And after choosing some clean underwear from another drawer, she suddenly dropped her towel. His eyes were glued to her pert backside, her slender waist and long limbs. His breathing ramped up at the sight of Venus standing before him. How he wanted to touch and hold her, to have her warm body close against him. He loved her teasing him, and wanted her to tease a lot more if it was like this. She put on her small panties, bright purple in colour, and then with a sly look over her shoulder, she got out a cropped black t-shirt which she slipped into.
She turned to face him and he laughed out loud.
A bright purple 'Little Miss Naughty' was emblazoned across her beautiful chest. The cartoon character lightened the heavy sexual atmosphere. She closed the blind, shutting out the early morning light, and slipped into bed, towelling off her hair.
“I've already set the alarm for midday. So we can have a nice long lie in. No one'll be up before then. It's like that on moon days... That okay with you?” she asked in a sultry voice.
“ Sure, whatever... Little Miss Naughty...” he joked, as he sank into the blissful feather pillow which smelt strongly of her and the perfume she wore. She sniggered in return and leant up on her elbow to face him...
“ I forgot to tell you something. You're a real hot wolf,” she said in the semi-darkness.
“ I am?” he answered in surprise.
“ Yeah, really, really hot. I'm such a lucky girl. Sleep tight, babe...” And she turned and got herself comfortable.
For once he didn't have a quick comeback. But he did have a big smile on his face. What a night it had been...
He awoke with a start, the sounds of an electric guitar flooding his ears with an atmospheric melody. The bed next to him was empty. He quickly got up, looking at the clock. It was one in the afternoon. He'd obviously slept through the alarm and Roxy had left him to it.
Once dressed, he made his way out to the main living area, curious to see who was playing.
Of course it had to be Roxy, didn't it?
If he'd thought she couldn't get any sexier... She'd just found a way.
The vest, shorts, and boots were back on. Her regulation dress code, it would seem, and she sat with her leg crossed over her knee and a black guitar on her lap.
She gave him a little smile 'hello' as he took a seat next to Angel and Saffy who were sitting on the sofa. Max was making himself a coffee.
“ Kyle honey... How are ya'?” Angel asked.
“ Fine, and so looking forward to tonight's repeat performance...”
“ Ha ha, yeah, it's a three night horror show. But seriously, it's not such a big ordeal after a while.”
“ Don't you get worried about running into people out there, at full moon?”
“ Not a lot we can do, is there?”
He supposed she was right. Their plan wasn't foolproof. Nothing ever was.
As he sat and listened to Roxy play, the hair stood up on the back of his neck in reaction to the haunting sound.
“ What's that you're playing?” he asked her in admiration.
“ Katatonia... Unfurl. It's pretty, huh? Their early work's heavy, heavy rock... You know... Pure biker.... Motorhead, Black Sab, and all that, but the later stuff is so cool... I love it,” she sighed. “What about this... have a guess...” she grinned as she launched into another song which he instantly recognised.
“ Guns 'n Roses, Knockin' on Heavens Door...” He was a big G 'n R fan. He knew their stuff pretty damn well...
“ Right... and what about this...” She started another. He let her play until she got past the chorus. He liked this one a lot, Nickleback was another one of his favourites.
“ Nickleback's How You Remind Me...”
“ One more... Dead famous oldie.” The familiar notes began... After two chords he had
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