Sweet as Sugar
she asked.
“No, I want to see what is mine and mine alone, my dear.” He said as he stood. “I do, however, not know your name currently either.”
“Scarlett.” She said.
“Well, my dear princess Scarlett.” He said as he moved to an out cove, “I would like to see these now.” He began to lower her dress down her shoulders. Her breast fell out, and his eyes glazed over. “Oh, my love, these are beautiful. Do I have your permission to touch what is mine?”
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