. Armed with what he knew, James was able to engage her at every turn. He showed her aspects of his personality he knew she'd like, withheld blatant s...exual innuendo and remained vague when discussing most other details about himself. Most importantly, he tried to remain a mystery which she would need to solve. It took less than a week before she brought up the topic of marriage. Once again, James had the advantage because he'd known this would come up. Without missing a beat, James completely. "Interesting," I said. I reached running my fingers down along her face to her chest and fondled her tiny breasts. "Is this something that you wanted to happen?" "Oh…yes, it feels so wonderful," she gasped at my touch. "May I touch you?" You like this do you?" Without a word, I took her hands and placed them on my breasts as my nipples stiffened like nails. I could feel myself beginning to get soak my panties under my jeans. I pressed her closer, crushing her hands between my breasts and hers,. Her thick raven hair was held back from her face by a black leather band, her deep blue eyes were quick and alert as she tied a narrow black cloth around her face, the mask effectively covering her button nose and her graceful cheeks. The thin slits allowed her perfect vision despite their narrowness and Aliska surveyed herself in the mirror hanging on the wall of her rented room, licking her lips seductively as she admired her seductive yet deadly figure. She glanced out of the open door that. ”I groaned and shifted, feeling two rigid bodies on either side of me, a pair of breasts that felt like concrete pressing into my chest, a lithe body behind me that felt as hard as a statue. I blinked and rolled over to see a pair of emerald-green eyes staring down at me set in a pale face. Twin braids of black hair fell down her.“Do not be afraid, James,” she said. “Your father sent me to you. I am Iofiel, the Angel of Beauty and Art. I want to inspire you to paint. To create beauty.”“Paint?”.