Chapter 4
by 
Sphyrna_Mokarran
What's next?
Suggest he go on a 'date' with you instead
"I'm sure I could compensate you in some other way," you say, stepping out from behind the counter, your shiny black hooves loud on the worn wooden floor boards. "Maybe I can work off the rest."
His eyes travel down your long, lean body and back up again, lingering on the unusual bulge in the front of your dress. "What did you have in mind?"
What's next?
