Oh lord.
Please help me today.
Please help me restrain myself from this eternal beauty.
Jane looks like a goddess in a peach floral dress, her whole look in that fit is enticing.
After all, she's the Princess of the wolves...
The car looked like a carriage to me, the pumpkin Princess descending down like in the movies, gentle and mesmerizing attractive.
The chauffeur is doing my job, and I don't like it a bit.
But have to stand my ground and invite my lady in.
"Ron...?" she addresses me once she recognizes me at a certain distance, her scent hitting my nose at the same radius as hers.
Her footsteps fasten when she sees me there, standing in front of her in a pastel mustard suit. She loves the color yellow, and the hues of it.
"Com'ere" I say under by breath and pull her
