morgull

Reading quietly in the back garden, out by the shed, she sees you looking over the fence & taking a peek. Slowly, she puts her book down & seductively starts to undress…right before you,

"Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair, With the roses so red and the lilies so fair, And the myrtle so bright with the emerald dew, The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue"