At Home

Laying on top of her silk sheets, blue as her eyes could get, completely exposed legs, long full and delightfully soft, the mere sight of them was enough to capture any straight man’s gaze and probably some not so straight women, completely deprived of clothing as they grew fuller, only black, laced panties covering the most vital of spots were they met...

Her pronounced hips and heart shaped behind resting on the mattres, her narrow waist, same as her thin tummy completely uncovered too, expossing the most seductive sight of her nabble.

Thick, soft, attractive and most of all, braless breasts slowly raising and falling as she breathed in and out slowly, covered barely by a white, too white actually, top, tight enough so one wouldn’t had to use much imagination to see what was hidden underneath it, delicate, delightfully so, shoulders raising with them as long thin arms resting behind her head, a full mane of black hair held up in a knot, as to avoid it becoming an annoyance.

Yet a frown was on that beautiful face of her, her lips pressed in a small pout as she watched the ridiculously big screen infront of her, resting on the wall before it.

“I hate this...” The young ghoul finally said before standing up, deciding this had lasted long enough, it was definetly about time she went out to some club, whatever they had here in the capital, for it was far too long since she had last seeing her ‘regnant’, he said that was how she was meant to refer to him, he was probably too busy anyways, bitting people or whatever they did to pass the time, maybe they all got together and watched Dracula...

And she stayed alone and borred for another night.

That was just insulting, Amanda hated feeling insulted by her own situation, that’s the worst kind of insulting actually, feeling yourself diminished by the very thing you find yourself doing, she figured lot as of poor people felt that way, but didn’t dwelled on it, she simply got up, it was time to go out and meet this town...