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The perfect lady
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The setting was perfect. Candlelight, polished cutlery and a single rose set in a delicate vase at each table.
Malcolm was nervous. It had been many years since he had entertained such a beautiful woman. And a virgin at that. His mouth was watering with excitement.
Suddenly, a knock at the door. It sent a lurch through his stomach, and down into his abdomen and beyond. He was hungry alright. She would satisfy him perfectly.
He went to the door and swung it open, and there she stood. Red hair. Long legs. White skin. All completed perfectly by the grace of a long, flowing, floral dress with golden seams. She was a proper lady, with not a hint of cleavage showing.
'M'lady' Malcolm greeted, with a warm, close-mouthed smile. She looked at him, dark eyes moving behind long, black lashes, in a mixture of amusement and...
The setting was perfect. Candlelight, polished cutlery and a single rose set in a delicate vase at each table.
Malcolm was nervous. It had been many years since he had entertained such a beautiful woman. And a virgin at that. His mouth was watering with excitement.
Suddenly, a knock at the door. It sent a lurch through his stomach, and down into his abdomen and beyond. He was hungry alright. She would satisfy him perfectly.
He went to the door and swung it open, and there she stood. Red hair. Long legs. White skin. All completed perfectly by the grace of a long, flowing, floral dress with golden seams. She was a proper lady, with not a hint of cleavage showing.
'M'lady' Malcolm greeted, with a warm, close-mouthed smile. She looked at him, dark eyes moving behind long, black lashes, in a mixture of amusement and...
