How long do you mean to keep her?”His words hit me hard. I placed Fiona’s glass in front of her and quickly turned away so she wouldn’t see my d...stress. Was I just a momentary amusement? Of course, it was too much to hope that I meant anything to her; but then she’d spent so much time and care on me. Money, too, though maybe that didn’t make any difference to her at all.With nothing left to do, I started clearing the kitchen counter and loading the dishwasher. Anything to keep my hands busy,. When she had told me her age I actually found it hard to believe. I’ve never seen such a gorgeous woman before. I wondered what she looked like when she really was twenty. She’s an absolute knockout with her 5 foot 5 inch tall, petite body. She’s got shoulder length strawberry blonde hair which is always perfect, that is to say, it is never out of place. And what a gorgeous face with a perfect complexion. There isn’t a flaw on it. You could stare all day into her lovely blue eyes and never get. I booked a cab from my place and went off to her place. When I was in her society, I buzzed her in the hangout and she replied to come up and not ring the bell. As soon as I reached her door, I buzzed her again and she slowly opened the door and asked me to step in quietly. My heart rate was pounding faster but as soon as I saw her I was flabbergasted. Oh man! She was a slutty bombshell, looking damn hot; 36-30-38 was her figure and she was wearing a t-shirt and tight slacks. Her boobs were. She was about his age, or the mystical equivalent, smaller and slenderer as many girls in his class were. Her breasts were half orbs, prominent, tips black. He then noticed her lips were black, as were her finger and toe nails. Between her legs, a patch of light grey hair.She stood there silently. Blinking.His first thought, once he was capable of thought, was that she had to be cold. He was chilly, the light jacket he had worn discarded next to his pack. Her nakedness was too unreal to cause a.