Mistress of Angellis (1)

Hey, you're back."

Derek waved his hands and the blue hologram winked out. "Come sit." He said.

Nora hurriedly sat beside him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and, in the process, made her mounds press against his arm.

"I've missed you," Nora muttered, tightening her grip while he stroked her hair. "I know. Just busy."

"Yeah, busy with my mom!"

"There's nothing going on between us. Do I have to repeat this every time?" Derek said yet his eyes flickered.

"I guess so."

Nora's tone that revealed her suspicions made him chuckle. She changed her position by sitting on his lap and stroking his chest.

'Is it me or are his contours getting deeper?' she pondered. 

"You look radiant. What were you doing?" Derek asked, gently stroking her hair. "Shopping. I bought clothes for everyone!" She beamed.

"Is that so?"