03-01-2025, 02:32 PM
Nuri had a friend. But Tavina was distant. She felt a certain score underlining the sesh’s affiliation. The coyote could hardly blame her. Once, she had felt irate and exposed by her relationships. Now she understood that work as an escort entailed a certain blankness.
Often she felt like her body’s chauffeur, striding through the wolf’s sands with brisk efficiency. In these situations— surrounded by women’s stares and forced to loiter among them— she was self-conscious of her conspicuous looks. Always groomed. A shimmering of malachite above the eye, and below it a dramatic sweep of kohl. She smelled of nile lily and she appeared a flattered figure with tensed legs.
She wasn’t afraid of being told off. She deserved to be here.
But conscripting of her out own curiosity lead Nuri off into the flatlands for an early evening, enjoying the cooler hours out from under watchful eyes.
Often she felt like her body’s chauffeur, striding through the wolf’s sands with brisk efficiency. In these situations— surrounded by women’s stares and forced to loiter among them— she was self-conscious of her conspicuous looks. Always groomed. A shimmering of malachite above the eye, and below it a dramatic sweep of kohl. She smelled of nile lily and she appeared a flattered figure with tensed legs.
She wasn’t afraid of being told off. She deserved to be here.
But conscripting of her out own curiosity lead Nuri off into the flatlands for an early evening, enjoying the cooler hours out from under watchful eyes.
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