Dragon s Breath
Dawn was sitting on the couch, staring blankly ahead at the door into the hall. In the corner, the TV chattered away unheard, unseen. She was wearing her favourite little pink dress and her feet, in their lace trimmed white cotton ankle socks, were pulled up onto the sofa which made her dress had ride up just enough to show her pretty pink silk panties. Her heart quickened as she heard the familiar click, click of stiletto heels on the wooden staircase and she knew her wait was over, her...