Framed Desires
From where I sat, I couldn't help but notice how the seatbelt clung to her frame, her figure standing out through the sheer fabric of her dress, every curve inviting sinful thoughts.
She seemed to notice my gaze, but instead of shying away, she straightened slightly, almost as if encouraging it.
Inwardly, I had the faint feeling that something was amiss, yet I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
The first time I met Amy was in university, when she traveled a long way just to celebrate Charles' birthday. Even now, I still remember how stunned I was by her beauty, and it would be no exaggeration to say that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
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