Slowly she lowered them, letting her bra drop free from her breast. She dropped it to the floor as he soaked in the vision of her naked breasts. Clare...glanced down and realised that her nipples were rock hard, two dark brown points against the soft pink flesh of her breasts. She had not realised how turned on she was getting by this as well. Now she moved her fingers down to her panties, hooking them in the top. She pushed them down, slowly sliding them down over her hips. Pushing them until. As she looked at herself in the hall mirror, the effect was different than she had aimed for. Instead of a pretty, young office worker, what she saw was a pretty woman trying not to look pretty - the type of woman who does not want to attract to much attention, especially male attention. Instantly Gladys realized this look was perfect. Any man looking at her would wonder why such a pretty girl chose to hide her beauty!Her trip back to the office was the opposite of the morning's return to her. Hurry up and talk." "I know who you are, Kara Hicks. I've heard of you all over the place. Especially since your expulsion from Valliance Keep. Or at least that's what the scouts said, isn't that right, Kara?" Avalon suddenly returned from the snow, huddling by Kara's feet and looking uncharacteristically timid. "Who are you?" The hunter demanded. The man laughed and brushed back his hood, revealing a distorted but still recognizable face.Hell, Kara had told herself that she would never forget. She walked away and he admired her hips as they swayed. He turned back to the fire and noticed that Ruth was getting up and following Ivy. He sat down on a log, grateful to have the flames of the camp fire to lose himself in after finding himself alone with Roger and Alex. ‘Cup of tea?’ asked Roger. ‘Please,’ he replied. He didn’t really want a cup but it seemed impolite to refuse. It was Alex that handed him a large red enamel mug. The tea was strong and there was a cloying aftertaste which he.