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She waited with baited breath for him to speak, and the room seem to still in the tense moment. However, it was quickly broken as he ushered her back in the room and she took a seat on his dusty bed, a sneeze threatening to spill over again. It was easy to tell from her room that she was a female, everything was kept impeccable and clean - even with the two european lynx she had living with her. Idly she thought about how she neglected them lately and resolved to take them hunting, they hadn't gone out in a while save to find their own food. The woman breathed out as he seated himself across from her, and her bi-colored eyes regarded him curiously. It couldn't be the fallen pots and pans that had frustrated him this way - surely he was a man of better temper? The young woman smiled brightly at him as she crossed her legs and leaned back, the curves that had recently sprung out in full force surely noticeable to the male in front of her.
She had always been a curvy female, even when she was much younger she had matured early. Now however, she had hit the age of sexual maturity and her body reflected as much. Her breasts sat atop her rib cage, perky and rounded. Her hips matched the girth of her chest, both now looking very womanly. Her body was meant to tempt males into liking her, doing things for her and worshiping the very ground that she walked upon - she was the very word of temptress. However, the swells and shapes of her body and what it was meant to do was not reflected in her innocent mis-matched eyes, she had not experienced her destiny yet. Weather the dark side of having such a pretty body would taint her later in life was yet to be seen, but it was safe to say that the sunshine child would not engage in such behavior any time soon. For now she was open to experimenting, and these kinds of thoughts were invading her mind as she gazed upon the dark Catalan male across from her.
" I am fine... I've missed your company. " Came her quiet musings as she recalled their encounter. Ever since Folly Lake she had wanted to be near him, and though the distance was small between them she wanted him closer and she could not fathom why he was across from her and not beside her. Emmanuelle shifted so that she was farther away from him on the bed and patted the area beside her, smiling flirtatiously at him. " You should come here.. " She said softly, looking at him through dark lashes. " I get the feeling you have been avoiding me the last few days Angel.. " The woman stated thoughtfully, the same butterflies that she had gotten at Folly Lake appearing once again in her stomach. For some reason she was feeling a primal animal instinct that was screaming for him to come closer, to be near her.. To touch her..
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