Pale and Elegant

You are eye level with black, six inch platform shoes. Tina’s ankles are like pale porcelain, pale and flawless. You look up. She wears a sparkly black dress that clings to her curves so tightly you can tell she is wearing no underwear.

The dress highlights her round taut ass and thin waist. Her breasts are luxurious and her nipples strain against the fabric.

She looks down, gives you a mysterious smile, and husks. “Hello Jack.”

Gwen scowls. “He’s mine you bloodsucking bitch.”

In a musical voice Tina replies. “You haven’t taken him yet hellslut.”

“Back off.”

“Why do you even want him?”

“He has something I desire.”

Tina licks her licks her lips sensually. “He has something I want as well.”

You feel like a carnival prize.

Gwen growls. “Just wait until sunup, I’ll have some wood for you.”

Gwen manages to sound both threatening and perverse.

“I’ll take my chances, slut.”

Tina reaches a hand to help you up. Even her fingers are sexy and elegant, capped with sharp, shiny, black, nails.

You look up into her eyes. They are fascinating. You can’t look away. It is like staring into a kaleidoscope. Red and orange patterns swirl about.

“There Jack, just relax.”

You relax.

“You want me, Jack.”

The more you look at Tina’s gorgeous body, the more you desire her.

“Jack, look at me!” Gwen rasps.

“Too late slut.”

‘BOOM’

Behind you the house explodes. Blackness engulfs you.

You wake to the sound of sirens. To the right of your head a beam is jammed into the ground. Six inches left and you’d be dead. You get up and stagger to your car, wondering if Gwen and Tina survived.

You get in.