Sir Pentious Human Form Novels & Stories

"Excuse me, ladies," a waiter approaches, depositing two glasses of red fruit cocktails on the table. “Courtesy of that gentleman.” Penelope stretches her neck to see the direction the boy points, and smiles kindly when he moves away. A man of austere appearance corresponds to her look, casually touching her golden watch. Penelope's face turns into a mask of indecency, and a smile with sweet poison fills her lips before she blinks and sends a kiss to the lonely man.