Hit and Miss
After being left on the edge, Amelia makes her way to her 'date' with the tavern owner. Amelia flicked her drying hair back over her shoulder. She preferred keeping it tied up out of the way, but time ran short. A thrill tingled down her spine. Soon, she would be able to indulge herself as well as requisition what she needed to continue her journey. Glancing down at herself, Amelia shifted her loose, low-cut tunic forward on her shoulders. More of her soft, pale cleavage appeared, and she adjusted her perky...