Hideaway Strath The only thing that's on my mind

Arlette was surprised when she saw him. She was instantly aware of her scent and lowered herself submissively. Her tail half between her legs, not because she was afraid but wanted to hide it. She dropped the herbs and battered her red eyes at him. "Hi," she whispered and casted her eyes away again, guilty, caught. She just didn't want to disappoint him. He smelled so good though, so manly and strong. She wanted him so badly. She felt just busted and froze into place.