Piet found himself staring at this predicament, he couldn't remember when she got into his bed, the only thing he can say, was he didn't mind.
Her face was something he only saw in a swimsuit model magazine, but her body? He hasn't seen her without her native American attire yet, maybe...? He slowly lifted the blankets and saw what he wanted to see, she was perfectly, completely, naked.
Fucking sexy, there was no other words for Piet's slow brain to dig up, even Naledi with her well sculpted body couldn't ever come close to Amarinth, she laid in such a way that the important details were covered, making her seem even more stunning.
He drooled over her for a while then lowered the blankets out of respect, another thing occured to him, where was her clothes? He looked around, nothing. Piet scratched together the pieces he gathered in his head so far, the man at the snow mobile shack said this witch was always naked, and had a body to die for...
