She was undoubtedly beautiful, Catherine thought, but naturally so in contrast to her own false mask. xnx “It’s up t’ you.” The girl said, throwing a leg over the saddle and at once the engine roared into life. Catherine wiped the terror from her eyes with her sleeve and her saviour became solid before her. Jenny didn’t attempt to pull away, but Catherine was surprised that she was so unearthly cold. The out buildings were bleak and even the farmhouse from which they’d emerged appeared cold and unforgiving. Jenny drove far slower than she had on the previous night and Catherine liked to think that it was to prolong their time together. “You’re welcome.” She replied, pressing herself against Catherine and kissing her rouge painted mouth. At once Jenny disappeared and Catherine listened to the thud of boots on the stairs.
