Tenzen_Sama

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much.

When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up.

"What? Is there something wrong?"

He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped.

He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did.

She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

A Mate For The Cursed Alpha

When the alarm clock went off with its incessant chirping, her hand shot out and grabbed it, frantically stabbing for the snooze bution. She found it, but not before giving herself a headache.

I'll have to get a different alarm, with my new hearing that thing is demonically evil. She got up and went into the kitchen and started to make the coffee.

She repeated the previous days breakfast and marveled that it didn't bother her body at all to eat that much. I guess my condition needs more energy and I can burn this stuff off at an incredibly high rate. I'm going to have to eat something for lunch today, or I'm never going to be able to sit through dinner and do the polite thing and eat little dainty portions.

Burning Bridges