Pretty Things Novels & Stories

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Kim pouted. "Sorry." I laughed, reaching out my hand and patting Kim's head. "How about you choose one of those dresses for yourself?" Even though they definitely were not my style, they were definitely hers. "I don't want to be prettier than the woman of the hour." Kim argued, smirking. "Though not being prettier may be hard, I mean, look at me! " Twirling around, Kim struck a pose with her fingers in the peace sign against her eye. "I'm a gorgeous creature."

“What would you have me wear instead? A bikini, a piece of lingerie that reeks of sex, or nothing?” Max smirks, “Nothing sounds good. It will make the consummation easier.” I shake my head. “But it’s such a pretty dress.” I look down at the dress. It is off-white and features Swarovski crystals and fake pearl beads. A large slit runs up to mid-thigh. Max smiles. He walks towards me and wraps his arms around my waist from behind. “You’re beautiful, Kitten. You look amazing.” He takes the hairpins and finishes putting them in my hair.

and the baked goods didn't hurt. He stepped into the shop on one pretty spring day holding his carton filled to almost overflowing with baked goods. Juicy had just given him a nice haircut and it was that unruly chaotic look that came from staying up all night or from paying loads of money to a good hair stylist. He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt that advertised a chain hardware store, yet he looked super sexy.

"I don't hate her... but if she was on fire and I had a bucket or water.. I'd fucken drink it... all of it and let her burn in peace..." Precious laughed, "yep you still hate her." I applied deodorant and went to put on my long black v-neck side-slit prom dress. The sleeveless v-back dress has bold shoulder straps and a trendy exposed-zipper closure. It also flattered my figure with a slimming empire waist bodice.. it made me look like a fucken Goddess. "Shit..." Precious breathed out and I turned to give her a questioning look. She handed me my black heels, "here just kill us already. You look like you fucken walked out of a magazine."