[color=#2ecc40]"You asking me out, on like a date, Colton Young?[/color]" She asked as she watched him, a brow raised as she moved her arms behind her back, standing in his shirt, teeth chewing the inside her of her lip in nerves. "[color=#2ecc40]Cause if you are, I'll say yes to leaving off the property with you, for a day or two. Can't leave the old man alone for too long with this lot and no Mina to smile at them.[/color]" She like the look on his face, like he hadn't ever really appreciated how small she was, or how much he would like seeing her with his clothing draped on her frame. What was the surprise to her was that she liked the fact she could read him well enough to know that he had gotten himself into deep water, putting her in his clothing.
She came over to the table after her turns and pulled the other chair around so that it was right beside him, where she could sit side ways and put her legs back over his lap as she went to eat some things off the board she had brought up. It didn't take her long to move and to get her legs back over his lap as she shrugged. "[color=#2ecc40]I've got something I can use as a belt, when I need it. Right now there's no need for me to go hunt something down, tonight's about being comfortable right?[/color]"
This was different though, now, like this, in his shirt, with nothing underneath, not that she wore small clothes to begin with, it made whoring easier to just lift her skirts and let someone have their way with which ever hole they paid for, but she was incredibly aware of it now, as she took a square of cheese off the board, and another piece of melon and popped them both into her mouth, incredibly aware that there was only two layers of clothing between their bare skin, thin cotton the only thing covering her from his hands. And she had just the mind to remind him of how little she wore.
"[color=#2ecc40]Probably only the two times, I'm not that much thinner than you Colt, just because I'm over a foot shorter doesn't mean you're that much wider than me, feel,[/color]" she took one of his hands and rested it on her hip. "[color=#2ecc40]See, hip bone isn't that much smaller than yours. Well. Not three times the wrap of a belt smaller[/color]." She grinned, before leaning over and pulling the bowl of stew closer, dunking a chunk of the bread in and taking time to eat that carefully. It wasn't often she got more than a mouthful here and there in the evening hours, so she was used to eating much, much later at night.
"[color=#2ecc40]So where you gonna take cheeky, little sprite me on this date, hmm?[/color]" Her free hand went to toy on the sleeve of his shirt, the one on him, not the one she wore and was planning on perhaps keeping at this point, since it did smell of him, and that made her lower regions curl up tight with need.
She came over to the table after her turns and pulled the other chair around so that it was right beside him, where she could sit side ways and put her legs back over his lap as she went to eat some things off the board she had brought up. It didn't take her long to move and to get her legs back over his lap as she shrugged. "[color=#2ecc40]I've got something I can use as a belt, when I need it. Right now there's no need for me to go hunt something down, tonight's about being comfortable right?[/color]"
This was different though, now, like this, in his shirt, with nothing underneath, not that she wore small clothes to begin with, it made whoring easier to just lift her skirts and let someone have their way with which ever hole they paid for, but she was incredibly aware of it now, as she took a square of cheese off the board, and another piece of melon and popped them both into her mouth, incredibly aware that there was only two layers of clothing between their bare skin, thin cotton the only thing covering her from his hands. And she had just the mind to remind him of how little she wore.
"[color=#2ecc40]Probably only the two times, I'm not that much thinner than you Colt, just because I'm over a foot shorter doesn't mean you're that much wider than me, feel,[/color]" she took one of his hands and rested it on her hip. "[color=#2ecc40]See, hip bone isn't that much smaller than yours. Well. Not three times the wrap of a belt smaller[/color]." She grinned, before leaning over and pulling the bowl of stew closer, dunking a chunk of the bread in and taking time to eat that carefully. It wasn't often she got more than a mouthful here and there in the evening hours, so she was used to eating much, much later at night.
"[color=#2ecc40]So where you gonna take cheeky, little sprite me on this date, hmm?[/color]" Her free hand went to toy on the sleeve of his shirt, the one on him, not the one she wore and was planning on perhaps keeping at this point, since it did smell of him, and that made her lower regions curl up tight with need.
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