Man of War – Excerpt No. 230

“Head… hurts”, Marc whispered.

“Oh,” Emilie said. “I… Let me get you another pillow.”

As judged by the sound of wood sliding over the floor, Émilie must have gotten up from a chair. Where she normally wore a bustier, this morning it was just a slip. As Émilie headed towards the doors, she walked into the sunlight.

With the sun shining through the sheer material, showing him the outline of her exaggerated hourglass figure. He smiled at the sight of her, but that smile faded when she turned. Her normally flat tummy was rounder and enlarged.

It had been three months since he saw Emilie last. She had no clients, nor had they ever been intimate. So his mind took the path of least resistance. A bit of weight looks good on her

Blonde wearing a slip walking in front of a window, with the light creating a silhouette, with her belly showing. Background and clothes appropriate for 16th century France.

Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.


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