[Start from the beginning]Messandra glanced around as she allowed Calleslyn into her home, and swiftly closed the door behind them. The human woman was still shy about their relationship, nervous about what her neighbours would think, although Calleslyn suspected that none of them even guessed anything was occurring. Thankfully, her partner’s shyness was not at all apparent when they were alone together. But human cultural mores were what they were, and she supposed that they had to be respected here, in a human city.
“What do you think?” asked Messandra, raising her arms and giving a twirl to show off her new dress.
It was sky blue in colour, clinging tightly to her curves, sleeveless and almost backless, held up only by straps around the back of her neck. Calleslyn’s eyes were first drawn to the long flowing skirts, swishing around as Messandra moved, and deeply slit up the right side to expose half of one shapely leg. Unbidden, a vision of those thighs tangled in her own leapt to her mind. The truth was that she had been looking forward to this evening all day, fantasising about what they would do together in bed, aching for her lover’s touch.
“It looks lovely,” she said, honestly, “you make me feel plain.”
“You could never be plain,” replied Messandra, “trust me. But I am glad you like it. Oh, and you are exactly on time – dinner is just about ready.” They kissed, gentle and affectionate, even though Calleslyn’s body was already demanding much more than that. She would just have to wait.
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