Meet me in your bedroom

She grabbed her clothing and held it up against her beautiful body, covering her private self as she collected her composure. "Ok, ok... just... meet me in your bedroom when you get it. I cannot let Rachael see me like this." She explained as she bent over to grab her top. I stared in adoration at the hairless curves of her underside, a fresh wax for a hot date.

"I lo... err, I'll uh, yea see you soon. If you need anyth—" I started to say before she interrupted.

"You really must learn when to stop talking." Her voice came across in a hush. A smile broke the silence before she finished, "Very lucky I find you cute, Michael."

The stupid grin on my face couldn't have been any bigger, I indulge in her compliment as she disappears off around the corner of the hall. Silence permeates the house as I listen intently to the sound of her little feet making their way to my bedroom. Damn, do I have a crush on this girl.

Before heading to Rachael's room, a quick spoon of curry to curb my stomach and satisfy at least one of my urges. Hoping to satisfy another.