Pepermint Patties
It was a casual evening and the two were curled up side by side on the great braided rug. The television was muttering something in the background, but the two could only think of each other, warmed by the soft flickering of the fireplace. She was all curves, even evident under the terry robe – the belt cinched in to define a small waist over wide hips. Her auburn hair was cropped short, her vivid emerald eyes lined in black – stark against pale pale skin. Those eyes were thinking naughty...