Satisfaction part6
“I wouldn’t think a place like this could afford sheets this good,” he
said, feeling the fabric underneath him. It was a muted, deep burnt orange and
felt soft as silk but thicker, less slippery.
“They can’t,” she said. Her voice was like the sheets, silky and thick.
“Those are sheets that I sell. Pretty, very comfortable, and easy to clean.”
He grunted, staring around the room. His eyes lit on a ruby amulet that sat on
a dresser behind the bed. He thought briefly about taking it, then decided it
wouldn’t be worth the effort. Besides, he could do it later, if he left while
she was sleeping.
“Tell me about yourself.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m interested in knowing more than your name, Gren. I want to know
what’s inside you, too.” The bathroom door opened and Sheila stepped out in a
tiger-sized negligee, made out of another fabric Gren didn’t recognize. It was
a milky gauze that clung to her body as if it had a will of its own. As she
…End of the part6. To be continued..