Himora stepped out as she stood in the doorway of the room. You could see the double bed where she had clothes laid out but that…wasn’t…that’s not what did it. She was only in a black bra that held up perfectly round breasts like mid-sized brown melons, and the usual dress pants. She spoke with the man who was getting his things together from the back seat. We couldn’t exactly hear but this must have been the exchange she spoke about yesterday.
