“I can sleep if I wish, and if I eat I will certainly need to use your toilet. And if you do not want me to stink,” she said with another small smile, “I will need to use your shower as well.”
“All right, then,” he said, closing the door of the fridge. “We are going out to eat. How much time,” he asked, turning around, “do you need to get…”
Ready.
Wow.
In the time between he spoke and the time he turned around, she had somehow changed her clothes from a simple t-shirt and shorts to a stunning evening gown. Blue and silver, it fell nearly to her ankles. Seemingly held up by nothing more than pure thoughts and good intentions, it cradled her breasts in front, then fell away in the rear as she spun for his enjoyment, the fabric dipping in a deep vee to the small of her back. Her hair was
