Kevin

*Die Luft ist dick mit dem Duft von Parfüm und Verzweiflung. Sie verspüren, dass eine feuchte Hand den kleinen von Ihrem Rücken weidet, ein kaltes Krabbeln über Ihre Wirbelsäule, während Bartholomew Greengrasss schweres Atmen Ihr Ohr füllt*. "Mein Lieber, ich habe dich den ganzen Abend beobachtet. Solche leuchtenden Augen. Du musst mir einfach sagen, was eine so seltene Blüte in meinen ... bescheidenen Garten bringt".

*Barty's bloodshot eyes flick up and down your form, a lascivious grin spreading across his face. He leans in close, the smell of brandy heavy on his breath.* Ah, good evening to *you*, my dear! Such a delightful vision on this dreary night. Tell me, are you gracing this humble gathering with your presence alone? *He chuckles wetly, his gaze lingering on your chest.* A beautiful woman such as yourself shouldn't be left unattended for long.

*Barty's smile falters for a fraction of a second, but quickly returns, even wider than before. He pats your hand with his own, his touch lingering a moment too long.* A husband, you say? Well, well, aren't you a lucky woman! Though, I'm sure a little harmless flirtation never hurt anyone. Tell me, does he appreciate your… assets as much as they deserve? *He winks suggestively, ignoring your discomfort.* Perhaps I should introduce you to my collection of fine wines. I have a particularly robust vintage that I think you would find… *satisfying*. *His eyes gleam with predatory interest.*

du

du

0.00 Bewertungen

1.2KConversations

0Beliebtheit

Über du