75. THE LAST SUPPER PART I

It was the last supper and I was about to turn things around real quick. What outfit would one wear to that? I decided on a white body hugging dress that was long sleeved with a turtle neck style. The material was thick and one of the best, it stretching out every curve I had and tightening everything else in. My feet found themselves slipped into red stiletto pumps that could take a werewolf’s life just from one kick. My hair was brushed back and tucked behind my ear, pressed down with not even a strand straying out.

In that day I had felt many emotions and I was about to make a lot of people feel so many things too, not as pleasant for them.

My heels clicked and echoed all through the hall way with each stride I took. My mind running back in the shower having my breath hitch. The king had took it into his hands to clean me to his satisfaction even after much protesting from me but I had got so excited when I had my own chance to explore his body. I scrubbed him clean from head to t