The Alpha King Call Boy
I’d been grappling with some big decisions over the past few hours, thinking about some terrible things, and the only refresh I’d given myself was splashing some water on my face and combing my hair roughly into place before I came up here.
Fiona, on the other hand, looked squeaky clean and silky smooth under a teeny, unbelievably sexy blue dress I couldn’t wait to get my hands on. Her long, shiny silver hair was tied up in a high ponytail that was giving me some dirty ideas. Her lips were painted deep fuchsia, and I saw a slight iridescent shimmer under her clavicle and between the pillowy mounds of her round breasts. And she was wearing long, dangly white gold earrings studded with aquamar