Trent:
With the sheets barely covering me I watched her getting dressed. Her clothes had been washed and dried, and she stood on tiptoes, trying to check her reflection in the too high mirror hanging on the plasterboard wall. I'd have gone for a full length floor standing mirror if I'd designed the decor, giving you the perfect view as you slid your arms around the woman wreaking havoc on every nook and cranny of your life.....
'I'm walking.' She pouted, applying a seductively shiny slick of lip gloss to her already kissable, full red lips. I'd argued that the ice this morning was far too treacherous and she'd given me a look that warned me although short and petite, she was more than capable of looking after herself. My eyes were captivated by her lips, groin tightening beneath the she
