Emery made his way toward Klea's residence. As the door opened, what greeted him was the thin clothes of Klea that showed a lot of her bronze, flawless skin. Her arms, thighs and chest was a feast for the eyes. When they got inside, only then did he notice that he was the first to arrive.
"Emery! Aren't you early?" said Klea with a surprise before giving him a charming smile. She pulled the door, letting him inside, and fashioned her black and smooth hair, revealing her small ears.
Emery's heart was starting to speed up. He went inside and the fragrant aroma of hers as he walked past her wafted into his senses. For some odd reason, he found this moment to be more intense than when facing the hundreds of dumas.
